It is well past the Ides of March, the date when, traditionally, Julius Caesar, emporer of Rome, was assassinated by an armed Senate committee (maybe they disliked his policy on domestic espionage, eh?).
So I’m late. Deal with it.
I happened to listen to a Podcast from NPR.org that was originally broadcast on Mar 15 of this year. It concerned chemistry and Caesar.
Apparently chemistry teachers like to explain how many molecules are involved in something as unremarkable as a breath. They use the breath that Caesar would have exhaled as his last when Brutus’ dagger, along with all the others, did its dirty work.
After noodling the numbers, they come to the conclusion that even to this day, Caesar’s last breath is still floating about the atmosphere and that with each breath you and I take, we take in at least one molecule of Caesar’s last breath.
To Commemorate Caesar’s Demise…
Even though these calculations apply to any breath exhaled long ago — Shakespeare’s, Cleopatra’s, Lincoln’s, your great-great-grandma’s — you may still want to take a moment today to share with Caesar. Just breathe in and share his molecule.
So. How come no one wants to remember that the night before he was assassinated, Caesar had a huge meal and had a bit of, well, indigestion to pass?
Everyone … inhale!