One day 336 years before Christ was born, old man Diogenes was sunbathing on a Corinthian hillside. Beside him was the tub in which he lived, and his only real friend, a mangy dog. Suddenly a chariot charged up, out of which stepped an elegant, arrogant young man with ruddy cheeks, melting eyes, hair like a lion's.
"I am Alexander, the King," said the youth.
"And I am Diogenes, the Cynic," said the old man, scarcely looking up.
"Is there anything I can do for you?" asked Alexander.
"Yes," said Diogenes. "Don't stand there between me...