This video is a portrayal of Othello finally coming to a realization of his knowledge of self.
Translation: Wait. A word or two before you go. I’ve given the state of
Venice a bit of help in the past, and they know it. But enough about that. When
you record these sad events in your letters, please describe me exactly as I
am. Don’t tone things down or exaggerate them out of hostility. If you’re being
fair, you’ll have to describe me as someone who loved too much, but who wasn’t
wise about it. I was not easily made jealous, but once I was tricked and
manipulated, I worked myself into a frenzy. Describe me as a fool who threw
away a precious pearl with his own hands, like a silly Indian who didn’t know
what it was worth. As someone who was not emotional, but who then cried a lot.
Write all this down, and then say also that in Aleppo I once saw a Turk beating
a Venetian, so I grabbed the Turk by the throat and hit him like this.
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