Text Type: Monologue
Purpose: providing a theoretical insight into Iago’s thoughts once he had been captured and was thrown into a prison cell.
Iago:
How did I end up in this rotten hell-hole of a cell? I could have sworn that I had everyone caught and under my spell. Everyone came to me, asking me what went wrong, asking for solutions, for help in their plans. Yet here I am shackled up behind the rusty old bars surrounded by only concrete walls. And after all those years that I spend in the Venetian Army, all that time serving the country and this is what I get.
I can’t say that it didn’t feel great at the time, because it did. I mean, who wouldn’t love and want to have power over those around me. I seem to have all the answers so how could I not have been the most powerful. I had a bigger effect on people than the General of the army, the Moor …show more content…
Good old Michael Cassio. He just had to get in the way, didn’t he? He was just too easy to manipulate. That’s just a sign that he was too weak and vulnerable for the rank of lieutenant. The night we arrived in Cyprus the party was going on while he was supposed to be in charge and on watch. It was his time to show his loyalty to the Moor, as the Moor was busy with Desdemona and someone needed to be on watch. I just couldn’t resist having a little influence but at the end of the day he blew his opportunity by himself. I mean, how was I supposed to know that the great Michael Cassio, couldn’t hold his alcohol? It was great to see him be stripped of the lieutenant rank for that aggressive behaviour- I guess he could only be tough when he was drunk. For once, although a little bit late, Michael Cassio was ranked lower than me. It was me that had him coming to me for help. I had the power in my hands. And yet, it was he who threw me into this cell. I am not deserving of being in this cell, I should be out being a free man. Did I ever commit that many