|Alas, poor Uncle Pericles is no more. All of Athens has turned out to mourn
him ... even little me.
They blame poor
Uncle Pericles for the plague. He kept everyone herded inside the walls while the Spartans
camped outside. Athenians, penned up like cattle they said.
He didn't die a quick death like most people... just
hung on for weeks ... told the Athenians not to mourn for him. Just look at them!
Oh by the way ... my name is Alcibiades.
You're going to hear a lot about me as the story of this sad war continues. I'm a nice