The Fall of Every Nation
From Peter Jackson’s adaptation of J.R.R. Tolkien’s The Return of the King:
All has turned to vain ambition. He would even use his grief as a cloak. A thousand years this city has stood. Now, at the whim of a madman, it will fall. And the White Tree, the tree of the king… will never bloom again.
Why are they still guarding it?
They guard it because they have hope. A faint and fading hope that one day it will flower. That a king will come and this city will be as it once was… before it fell into decay. The old wisdom borne out of the West was forsaken. Kings made tombs more splendid than the houses of the living and counted the old names of their descent dearer than the names of their sons. Childless lords sat in aged halls, musing on heraldry or in high, cold towers, asking questions of the stars. And so the people of Gondor fell into ruin. The line of kings failed. The White Tree withered. The rule of Gondor was given over to lesser men.
Today, we squabble and fend for the scraps. Bill Gates recently said: “If all you care about is America’s relative position, every day since the end of World War II has really been bad for you.” For many, America’s position is not even a big part of their plan; most of our politicians stand only for themselves and the few constituents that will get them into office and feed them more power. The Republican Party has taken advantage of the Tea Party populist rage machine and is basically casting them away for later use. Sarah Palin has created a false image of herself as a mamma grizzly hunting every day woman when in fact she can’t even shoot the gun she’s always pictured holding. These people do this for the sake of picking up the scraps America’s got left. Politicians today are like a business buying out another in order to squeeze the life out of it, smart-sizing it and reorganizing it in order to make it more efficient (but probably more fragile) in order to sell it to the highest bidder at a profit. Instead of producing a better product, they suck the life out of it just to make sure they get theirs.
Today we have a real recession. It’s been officially over for a while, at least in the eyes of those who seem to matter most in this country. The wealthy are making do with increased gains as the rest of the country remains fragile. Childless lords sit in mansions, musing over the wealth their daddy and mommy left them; they sit in their cold towers, asking questions on how to best make their concerns heard. They care more about making their legacy and wealth as great as possible and their homes and tombs castles while the rest of society rots in their shit piles, spouting Marxist clichés, living in an "autonomous, anarcho-syndicalist commune", throwing fruit from the stands with their atrophied arms.
… for the sole purpose of arguing whether their masters should get tax breaks.