It seems that no matter what we get in life, there is always something that we wish was different. Ingratitude seems to be a specialty of the human species. Oftentimes we say if only this had happened, everything would be great—not realizing that there are unforeseen consequences to every situation. When Macbeth is told that, “Fleance is ‘scaped,” he replies, “Then comes my fit again; I had else been perfect.” We know this is complete misinformation as Macbeth’s world, at this stage of the story, is in a world of hurt. Macbeth is already plagued by guilt; killing a child wouldn’t help that cause any. It might ease his mind briefly to know that the “seed of Banquo” couldn’t succeed him, but it certainly wouldn’t of made things perfect or in his own words, “whole as the marble, founded as the rock.” Macbeth looks for shortcuts at every turn. Sorcery to know his future, murder to capture it, and murder to secure it. Then he complains that if one thing had been otherwise everything would be “perfect.” It takes more than just one good move to win the game. Much more than that if the enterprise at hand has been preceded by a multitude of horrendous mis-steps. Would someone please: let Macbeth know. Thanks.