How It All Began

Abstract

Act I A room in a house in the Greek town of Modik long ago. Five nobles are lounging on couches. Philolaus: Fellow nobles, this dull, inactive life is deplorable. No war. No excitement. Empedocles: You're right! Since the advent of Greek fire it looks like war is a thing of the past. Heraclitus: And we haven't had a good public scandal since the furor over Isosceles' triangle died down. Patroclus: Maybe we'll regain political favor. Empedocles: Fat chance with Lysanias Boeotia Junius in power. Heraclitus: Right! With LBJ ruling the roost we might as well look for something else to do. Philolaus: Well, whatever we do, it should be worthy of us as nobles. Empedocles: Something that shapes man's destiny. Democritus: There's that fellow named Asclepios who goes around treating the sick. Calls himself a doctor. He shapes men's destinies. Heraclitus: You mean that nut with the snake on