The Greco-Roman order took a man born without property, put him in a ludus and called it training, paid him a denarius and called it wage, gave him sand every morning and called it life, and he won and won and the cavea never learned his name and the pulvinar never looked him in the eye and somewhere in that hypogeum something shifted and he stopped asking what he gets if he survives and started knowing what he already had before any of this, and he walked in anyway, and he went in singing, and Rome had no calculation for that, and the whole apparatus fell.
