My grandfather died when I was 3, he was a Tolkien dwarf of a man with a heart so full it gave out early. He raised his kids on Monty Python, The Greatful Dead, and Alanis Morissette. He brought home people like a child brings home stray animals, no motive other than offering them the care and love they need. I’m now ten times the age I was when he passed, closer now to the age he was when he did, and still I’m occasionally talking to a stranger in a city far from home only for them to recognize me as Lee’s grandkid. There’s a certain weighty pride to being the ilk of a man turned legend solely for giving people a hot meal and a roof to sleep under when they needed it.
Eat the Mona Lisa
No thanks, I just had a yellow kiwi, a can of tuna and some cabbage 🤷
Not that I’m advocating being a dick, but very few if any persons from antiquity are remembered for being kind. Case in point: Ea Nasir
Arguably Jesus is the most well-known ancient figure in the western world (assuming he actually did exist) and pretty much all he did during his life was being nice to people
Devil’s advocate: Plato is probably well-known for being Aristotle’s master, and Aristotle is probably well-known because he was the mentor of fucking Alexander the Great. So one could argue that the basis of western philosophy was set by a murderous emperor
Be nice to people, be a dick to fig trees
We ate all forgotten to time. Even if your name and some actions are carved in to a rock; a name is just a name.