We ignore soothsayers’ truths at our own peril,
Not wanting to believe unfavorable prognostications,
Whether based in meticulous scientific calculations
Or intuitions, educated guesses or merest hunches,
Their visions unsettle us, force us to face consequences,
Recognizing that fate is determined not just by random
Spins of the wheel but by our own actions and inactions,
By centuries of unjustified arrogance and rank hubris.
Listen closely to their pleas: beware the Ides of March.
