Archilochus of Paros had been, a poet and mercenary who lived in Greece around 650 B.C., and Lupe didn’t say anything, which I thought was an appropriate response. Then I sat there half asleep, my head against the window, and listened to Belano and Lima talking about a poet who fled the battlefield, caring nothing about the shame and dishonor that the act would bring upon him, in fact boasting of it.