“The trouble ain’t that there is way too many fools, but that the lightning ain’t dispersed right.” This observation could well relate to our contemporary dilemma relating to orphans, deserted kids, and the moms left to increase them alone. We have no shortage of services, yet in some way the lightning of responsibility strikes not those who should bear it, but those the very least equipped to weather its force.
The Epic of Gilgamesh stands as humanity’s earliest enduring composition, a tale engraved in clay some four thousand years back. Within its ancient knowledgeables, we discover a king that, for all his defects and high-handed starts, eventually welcomed wisdom and justice. Among his nobler deeds– and lord recognizes these were limited in his very early regime– Gilgamesh protected the orphans and widows of Uruk, guaranteeing that the prone weren’t entrusted to the mercies of an uncaring world. What an advanced concept: a leader that believed that society bears duty for its most helpless members!
Now, I don’t mean to proclaim a leader that exercised his droit du seigneur with careless abandon before his awakening. However I will claim this– even a despot from the dawn of human being recognized something that our modern …