Rubens was holding the paints and thinking about the scenes took place in the ancient times, in remote places with biblical names and odors of mystery orient. A hero built like a rock was dealing with all threats, defeating all enemies and knowing how to struggle with life, crowned with secret powers in his hair. Reflecting the vitality of masculinity and control in the environment, it was calling evil spirits to cooperate and see the giant fall. The enemies have their own reasons, but the schemers had the dark tar in the bottom of their all. It took a helper from behind to control and govern the process, an experienced sole when the all is getting tacky. Maybe another presence to the female spider whispering sweets in the ears of the securing and caring lover, drinking and falling asleep with trust to her feet. The silent and satisfied makes on her face, knowing the power of the deception and betray, made the need to watch him directly redundant and she is convinced by herself to be more powerfull then him. A cooperator is needed then to take the action itself, a fast movement would weak the hero up, and the man is doing the cutting of the hair. This is possible since Samson is lying on the ground without possibility to defend. It is his trust that brought him to the situation. He would not see in Dalila the threat. The woman is not the enemy of the man. The woman cannot be the enemy. The woman should be defended. The door is open and the watchers are curious to know if the fail is concluded.
Now, the Dalila woman is the average feminist nowadays and other similar crooks. The guarding woman behind is the social helpers and other helpers of the helper industry, the man cutting the hair is a typical Lila puddle and all the watching people from the distance are the pretending public and politicians. The Samson is every falling man to the lies and betray and evil of the feminism
The scene is suggested, a newly named; the real feminism power
