That One Neighbor...

Cassius doesn’t think that he should be worshiping Julius, especially because he’s just an average guy like himself. It’s like worshiping one of your neighbors. You know, not a neighbor that you’re chummy with, more like that neighbor you sorta know and have talked to a little bit but you don’t know him too well. He’s a nice guy and all, but you just wouldn’t worship him. That neighbor is Julius in Cassius’s eyes. He figures that if Julius can be king, why can’t, say, Brutus? Brutus is probably even stronger than Julius, because Cassius had to save Julius from drowning once (Can you say pathetic? Though, that seems like a problem I would have. I digress). Cassius describes Julius further, making him seem like that old neighbor who’s been sick for a while and everyone just feels sorry for him. Except the realtors, who want to sell his house when he’s dead. Anyway, Brutus is mainly worried about Julius messing up the government. I think that Cassius is right with this one. Would anyone want a disabled old guy who doesn’t have a lot left in him running the country? I certainly wouldn’t. Round one goes to Cassius. *ding*