Monday, September 1, 2014
In days past and in lands forgotten - certainly far before either you or I were born - there in that far-away land stood a great kingdom. And that kingdom was ruled, of course, by the King, a man of great honor and of great love for his people. This King was a wise monarch, who dealt with his subjects fairly; and so there was peace in the land, prosperity in the markets, and the people there felt safe to leave their doors unlocked at night.
While the castle slept, the King would disguise himself as a pauper and sneak through passages unknown to his guards to the town beyond the castle walls. He would take with him a wallet of gold coins out of his treasury, and so equipped he would wander the streets of his capital looking for those in need so that, in secret, he might give them comfort. Orphans, widows, beggars; he would visit each in turn, under cover of night, and when he left they would discover the King's gift.
And it happened one night, as the King was about this business, that his attendants in court learned of their King's absence. They learned that the King had left the castle, and left it empty, and that now it was theirs. They learned that the King was outside of its walls and unable to stop them, unable to enforce his reign. They learned that they could do whatever they wanted.
Now they could be kings and queens.