Robert McHenry (former editor of Encyclopedia Britannica) is nearing the end of his reading of Plutarch's lives ("Dryden," I fear), and uses it as a springboard for discussion of egoism/romanticism/whatever...
Apart from the historical giants -- Solon, Cicero, Pericles, Alcibiades, Alexander, Pompey, Caesar and a few others -- the “noble Grecians and Roman” tend to run together after a while. The single most persistent impression I’m left with is of the fickleness of the citizenry of Athens and Sparta and Rome. How many times now have I read that this week’s hero, whether soldier or statesman, is next week’s exile, or executee? The most benevolent and self-effacing governor could have his term abruptly limited when the rumormongers or violently ambitious demagogues or frightened oligarchs decided to stir up a mob of ordinary citizens -- idiota in the Greek -- often against their own plain best interests.
In telling his tales Plutarch may be simply echoing Plato, whose doubts about the demos, the people, and disdain for government by them, democracy, are well known. Plato lived through some of the worst excesses of Athenian democracy and so knew whereof he disdained. Since those days we have learned to celebrate -- if not consistently to practice -- and often to romanticize democracy. It is de rigueur for politicians in the Western world to say nice things about the people: “You’re beautiful, we love you, you’re the ultimate source of legitimacy, and you’re all above average.” The more extreme democrats are sometimes hard to distinguish from anarchists in their declared belief that the essential good in mass man needs only the removal of various chains held by various sorts of evil (i.e. rich) persons in order to manifest itself in a paradise on Earth.