The Enemy in the tale

The antagonist, the rival, the enemy. The contrast to the Hero. The person who brings temperature into the story. One of the reasons he exists, is to create unity and friendship, it always helps with a common fiend.
But what fragment of our own psyche is called forth to become the crook in the story on paper? Is it the dark lusts, hidden despair and angry feelings we will not admit that we have? Is that why the antagonist have such power, and, attraction?
If our ego consciousness was the king in our land, the rival would be the forces that would upset this reign. If the reign is good, that would be a bad thing. The known is better than the unknown. Or...?
The thing about power is that he who has it, defines what is right. But truth can maybe be something else, too. And love is certainly the greatest truth there is. But, again, there´s many ways to love one another, ranging from surface lightness to deep obsessions.
Life isn´t static. A hundred years ago, the poets in Norway was like rock-stars. Scandals, drinking, women trouble, adored by the people, and so forth. Theirs was the voice that called for revolution and freedom. All the people listened to them, or the gossip about them.
Today, the poets are nearly invisible in the media news, loved only by the very special interested.
The stage is claimed by others.

The terrorists are the great enemy today, as the communists were before them. But rules and rigidity are a major turn-off when it comes to attraction. People who demand total subjection of thoughts and feelings are just boring.

I like my crooks to be alive, to be interesting. They are symbols of revolution, and herolds of change. They are different ideas and the label: "evil" is there only because thats the way we expect the story to be like. There is, of course, sick crooks too, but they´re mainly pathetic...