The events of these time are writ larger than Hamlet, or Moby Dick -- the kingdom of Denmark pales in comparison to the vectors feeding into and leading into the future from this crux in history. We are up against a collision of the worlds, in a way that echoes the history of the world, the jihads, crusades, and major empires from Egypt, Macedon and and Persia all the way through Rome and England. The fall of the Twin Towers was a symptom that could easily be said to have a tectonic infrastructure. At one level it is a collision between the haves and the have nots, the creators and the createes, those who play and those who live their lives as pieces. From another level it is a battle of relilgions and the towering icons behind them. It is also a collision between the methods of control and the methods of tolerant freedom -- governments by patriarchy and authortiy versus governments by consent and bottom-up consensus.
I can see old man Bush muttering "Now is the winter of my discontent made brilliant summer by this son of Greenwich". Or perhaps the mythic treatment Art is looking for is something along the lines of Star Wars.
We live, indeed, in interesting times. But the thing that breaks my heart about it is the individual suffering that is going on now, and will go on a thousand times multiplied, because of Bush's determination to break the back of Iraq's authoritarian regime. Fathers and brothers and lovers are going to be torn up and spit out. There will be individual pain beyoond imagining and family suffering that will never be consoled. There will be murder on this path which Bush rationalizes so very well.
Even in times of cosmic displacement, I am not satisfied his rationalizations should be honored in action. He claims he is confronting actual massive destructive impulse by the evil powers in the world. His reluctance to explicitly say what he sees is legendary and was opnly slightly offset by his sketchy vignettes of horro in the SoU address.