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Good ambition and bad ambition
As I've worked my way through age after age of literary development, I often stumble upon the theme of ambition and need some help evaluating. As far as I can tell ambition is highly praised and the ambitious man is often the protagonist. But as I've seen in a number of works, there seems to be a point where ambition becomes the hero's cardinal sin, their tragic flaw. Julius Caesar for instance, launched himself into the highest position in Rome and brought great prosperity until it's implied his ambition to reach even higher planes got the better of him and he put his own life ahead of Rome's.

So where do we, as ambitious people, draw the line? To achieve our dreams and goals we obviously need a bit of the courage that ambition nurses but how do we tell if that ambition is the bad kind? By bad kind I guess I mean ambition for ambition sake. To rise just to rise. To attain power only to attain more.

I imagine a lot of my questions are birthed from my own youthful dreams. As most people my age readily admit, I have high prospects for my future, and should I not meet them is not a revolting thought so much as an unthinkable one. My ambitions are obviously fueled by the built up energy from years of idling under the careful maintenance of wizened elders, and now every day I can feel the entire world bubble under my skin as I step further and further away from the bonds of adolescence.

I am fully confident of my own ambitions right now that I am afraid I won't see warning signs to becoming Julius Caesar. I imagine the distinction in the kinds of ambition has much to do with fame and money, the representation of status and power. I guess I should ask my aspirations what they want, the outcome or the path. And right now when I ask myself the answer is the path, but who is to say that unconsciously it won't shift to seeking fame and power? I guess really it's about being in touch with my own feelings and coming back to this question of ambition with some sort of regularity.

Perhaps my question was naive to begin with. Maybe there is no clear and cut kind of ambition. It's whatever we make it as we each architect our own moral edifices. And maybe the two are intertwined. The moment I sacrifice my morals for power is probably the moment my ambition has grasped control. And I hope that is the moment my Brutus will show me a flash of the knife and remind me about myself.

Has anyone else struggled with such thoughts? Now that I'm thinking about it I guess I can't call to mind any other literature. There's Faust and maybe The Great Gatsby?

What do you think?
As I find myself relating to the questions you pose Hanna, if I may, I'd like to extrapolate from ambition to fighting. I hope this post will hold up and draw parallels with yours, but forgive me if it doesn't.

I've never been in a fight in my life. I've of course, wrestled with friends and thrown a few joking punches, but I've never instinctively thrown up my hands with real purpose. I am not a confrontational person by nature, but also I've always found fighting to be the stupidest response to a situation. I've never been confronted with an issue where I figured fighting was the only solution.

Now how is this a problem? Well, as any non-confrontational/non-fighter likes to imagine, if the situation ever does require a stand, I like to think I'd raise my fists. So now, as I too am edging into adulthood, I find myself searching for a rallying call that I can get behind. At this point, I can extend fighting to mean something other than punch-throwing fisticuffs, but rather fighting for an ideal in whatever fashion. I am aching to sacrifice something of my own well-being to maintain and protect something greater than myself.

I believe at this point I can say I have ambition to join a fight. And yet I have no fight. Does this mean that I have the bad type of ambition you mentioned? In all appearances it seems that I merely want to fight for fighting's sake. It might mean I'd more readily tie up my banner with an ideal, a battle, a movement I don't strongly believe in just so I could take part. But as I have yet to do so already, maybe my ambitions are coolly tempered and still clear-headed enough to wait for something worth fighting for.

But then again as you say, maybe this is all naive musing. Maybe I am romanticizing the fight. Surely not everyone must take part in a war to feel fulfilled. But then again, even Gandhi fought. I guess my mind is on the subject from my post about the coming of age novels. I'll leave off with a quote then as I was looking through To Kill a Mockingbird last night:

I wanted you to see what real courage is, instead of getting the idea that courage is a man with a gun in his hand.  It's when you know you're licked before you begin but you begin anyway and you see it through no matter what.  You rarely win, but sometimes you do.

oh Atticus
I find this question interesting, but I wouldn’t take Julius Caesar as an example of the struggle between good and evil ambition. Julius Caesar had the project from the very beginning to overthrow the Republic and place himself as only tyrant, as can be understood from this excerpt by Plutarch relating young Julius’ thoughts on his way to conquer Spain :

“In his journey, as he was crossing the Alps, and passing by a small village of the barbarians with but few inhabitants, and those wretchedly poor, his companions asked the question among themselves by way of mockery, if there were any canvassing for offices there; any contention which should be uppermost, or feuds of great men one against another. To which Caesar made answer seriously, "For my part, I had rather be the first man among these fellows than the second man in Rome." It is said that another time, when free from business in Spain, after reading some part of the history of Alexander, he sat a great while very thoughtful, and at last burst out into tears. His friends were surprised, and asked him the reason of it. "Do you think," said he, "I have not just cause to weep, when I consider that Alexander at my age had conquered so many nations, and I have all this time done nothing that is memorable."” (Caesar  By Plutarch ,Written 75 A.C.E.  Translated by John Dryden)

And in this other passage Plutarch describes a key moment in his getting power :

“...he had recourse to a piece of state policy by which everybody was deceived but Cato. This was the reconciling of Crassus and Pompey, the two men who then were most powerful in Rome. There had been a quarrel between them, which he now succeeded in making up, and by this means strengthened himself by the united power of both, and so under the cover of an action which carried all the appearance of a piece of kindness and good-nature, caused what was in effect a revolution in the government. For it was not the quarrel between Pompey and Caesar, as most men imagine, which was the origin of the civil wars, but their union, their conspiring together at first to subvert the aristocracy, and so quarrelling afterwards between themselves. Cato, who often foretold what the consequence of this alliance would be, had then the character of a sullen, interfering man, but in the end the reputation of a wise but unsuccessful counsellor.”

Putting Caesar aside, I think it is an important moral question. Is ambition a vice or a virtue?
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Plutarch's Life of Julius Caesar in North's Translation

What a question, Edna.  It's just too big.

So I'm going to make a sweeping generalization. 

Like all the drives humans possess ambition just is.  It's getting up in the morning and going to work.

Ambition has to fit the person who wields it.  Caesar was grand enough for grand ambition.  MacBeth, not so much-- his ambition wasn't even his own.

Ambition is like water.  Humans need it to live but too little will weaken and kill you. Conversely,  too much and you'll drown.

Ambition needs to be measured to fit the human.  Too often we lose perspective because we're doing the measuring ourselves.

It's the double-edged sword, both virtue and vice.  As many things are.
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