If a noun becomes completely motionless, if the social structure becomes too heavy, rigid, and frozen, it becomes a prison. It turns into the dead, bureaucratic Potestas (power) of the Headmaster's Office or the corporate metric. The dictionary becomes a cage for the language, and the university becomes a factory for the front row.
Thomas Carlyle was preaching to the Frontest of Front Rows. He wanted history to be a biography of heroes. Lightning bolt men, always men, who shape the world through the force of their supernatural and very special will. This Carlyle was born in Scotland, he died in London, England in 1881 when he was 85. His end time was mourned by the front rows of Victorian England, but incredibly, his memory has lingered on into the 21st Century where his theory will insist that it's not Society that shapes men, it's the biology of a few Great Men that shape society. The Great Society, Thomas Carlyle argued in 1840, allowed Great Men by encouraging, persuading, insisting us commoners submit to Front Row excellence.
Let's talk The Enclosure. When the Frontest of Front Rows says, "Submit to us because we are Excellent" we are right to suggest that what they are actually saying is "Submit to us because our grandfathers fenced off the woodlands and pasture."
