Junior Ganymede
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The Plot by Jorge Luis Borges

March 31st, 2009 by GST

To make his horror perfect, Caesar, hemmed about at the foot of a statue by his friends’ impatient knives, discovers among the faces and the blades the face of Marcus Junius Brutus, his ward, perhaps his very son–and so Caesar stops defending himself, and cries out “Et tu, Brute?” Shakespeare and Quevedo record that pathetic cry.

Fate is partial to repetitions, variations, symmetries. Nineteen centuries later, in the southern part of the province of Buenos Aires, a gaucho is set upon by other gauchos, and as he falls he recognizes a godson of his, and says to him in gentle remonstrance and slow surprise (these words must be heard, not read): “Pero, ché!” He dies, but he does not know that he has died so that a scene can be played out again.

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March 31st, 2009 05:12:36

Adam G.
March 31, 2009

che’ being a term of endearment and ‘pero’ meaning ‘but’? I’m not up on my Argentine.

March 31, 2009

I believe you have it.

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