Hercules' choice

There has recently been an astonishing amount of wargaming in this usually only nominally wargaming blog, so to even things out a bit, how about a bit of culture?

The painting above, Hercules Choice by Paolo de' Matteis, shows Hercules deliberating between the louche, superficial attractions of old school wargaming (the flighty, half-dressed strumpet lying down at his feet) and the substantial, intellectually valid, more rewarding modern school of wargames rules (the sober, serious, more sensible and mature woman on the left). It's at Temple Newsam should you wish to explore the allegory further for yourself.

And, Lordy Lordy, this blog has a second follower. Welcome to Prufrock, a man (presumably - apologies if your're either a lady or a different species completely) with whom just by virtue of his name I feel an instant kinship. Do or do not these words sum me up?

No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be;
Am an attendant lord, one that will do
To swell a progress, start a scene or two,
Advise the prince; no doubt, an easy tool,
Deferential, glad to be of use,
Politic, cautious, and meticulous;
Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse;
At times, indeed, almost ridiculous—
Almost, at times, the Fool.