Alexander The Great

I'm watching a movie, "Alexander the Great," starring Richard Burton, made in 1955.

It's pretty good, a biopic, of course, of how he was born, grew up, and eventually died. His place in history was a long time ago, 300-something BC.

I have another VHS set somewhere about going "In the Footsteps of Alexander," of which I watched one of the tapes years ago.

He conquered Tyre, you know? Nebuchadrezzar tried it, of course, as told about in Ezekiel, but didn't get the job done. But Alexander built some kind of land mass out to the island and finally got them. If you look at it on Google maps (or maybe Google Earth) you can see it's just jutting out there still yet today.

Alexander is a terrible thug, as far as I'm concerned. Just people going around trying to conquer the earth, whether it's him or Dr. Evil, it's such a crazy thing to do.

Alexander would have been "greater," in my estimation, if he would've left people alone, stayed at home in his own backyard, and been happy. We might never have heard of him, but big deal. There's more in life than being heard of.