The blood of heroes have made us independent, immovable.

This is especially true of our flawed heroes, as we see today with the Chinese Communist Party s treatment of Mao Zedong.

Sobule My favorite poets took their own lives. Orson Welles peaked at twenty five, below before our eyes. And he sold bad wine. Together Why are all our heroes so imperfect? Yeah Why do they always bring me down? Sobule Heard Babe Ruth was full of malice. Sweeney Oh.

The ritual tells us that we are desperately zealous people, seeking mirrors that show our heroes as beautiful, youthful, and exceptional that we are fascinated with a form of death that freezes our illusions into permanent images, like Evita's embalmed corpse.