The Ides of March didn't work out so well for our old friend Julius. Betrayal by his closest friends brought him to his death. Oops.
I can't imagine why this hasn't become a Hallmark holiday? I think on the 15th of March, we should observe the Ides of March, and avoid our friends.
Because nothing good can happen.
Cynical? Perhaps. But perhaps, if like Valentine's Day, we have one day dedicated to betrayal and deceit we can get it out of our systems. We only need to worry about these things on one day a year. The rest of the year would be rainbows, sunshine and unicorns. Right?
Well, maybe not.
But maybe there is something to the pull of the moon on that day of the year that does portend danger or recommend that we take greater care with our significantly emotional relationships. Fancy words for our best friends. Because they will disappoint.
But only on the fifteenth. By the time the sixteenth rolls around, all doom and gloom is gone.
Beware the Ides of March. But enjoy the sixteenth, and on the seventeenth, raise a green beer and celebrate your friends. You surivived the original March madness.
Resistance is futile.