Iago's Mistakes

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VENETIAN TIMES

The Murder-Manipulator of Cyprus Receives Justice in Venice

Iago, 28, of Cyprus has been returned to Venice under accusation for the responsibility for two murders on the war torn island. He was stationed in Cyprus as a part of the Venetian force to defend the islands from Turkish invaders. The murdered include his wife Emilia, and one Roderigo. Michael Cassio, governor of Cyprus, arranged for Iago’s trial in Venice this past Friday.
Iago has been charged and convicted in front of a grand jury with two counts of voluntary manslaughter, one count of attempted first-degree murder, and one count of conspiracy. Iago will face 40 years in prison, not-eligible for parole, and roughly $100,000 in fines. The trial packed the courtroom tight, as there were as many as one thousand spectators trying to witness this event of justice.
Iago’s lawyers had charges of domestic violence and aggravated assault lifted partly on account that the witnesses of those certain accused crimes are now dead. Other witnesses that attended the trial to testify against Iago were Governor Michael Cassio, Bianca, Lodovico, Montano, Graziano, and some onlookers who claim to have overheard conversations between Iago and others. …show more content…

He killed Roderigo in the dead of night while the two of them were planning an attack on Michael Cassio. It was Iago’s hope that both Roderigo and Cassio would die that night, but sadly only Roderigo met that fate therefore convicting Iago of attempted first-degree murder. Letters later found on Roderigo and testaments told from onlookers suggest Iago conspired to rise against Othello and take power from the very beginning. Two women from the spectating audience of the trial rose and testified they heard Iago exclaim something along the lines of “For, sir, It is as sure as you are Roderigo, Were I the Moor, I would not be Iago. In following him, I follow but myself. Heaven is my judge, not I for love and duty, But seeming so, for my peculiar end. For when my outward action doth demonstrate The native act and figure of my heart In compliment extern, ’tis not long after But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve For daws to peck at. I am not what I am.” (Shakespeare, Act I, Scene I) to Roderigo in Venice a few weeks before the

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