The common man is an enigmatic creature. There's something so disturbingly ordinary, something so ineffably mundane about him that he has been declared the Renaissance's muse.
The common man is the ultimate motif of civilization. Here is someone who seems to have distanced himself from all base instincts, in order to be domesticated into social acceptance. Here is someone who rarely feels intense emotions, and for whom a routine is the most precious achievement of his clockwork life.
We won't catch a common man hunting down criminals. We won't catch him baying for....