Patrimony

How can you live easily in a land that loves cheap lard and white bread more than fine wine? How can you care for a country whose classics are a means of suppressing arts and minds? If we valued patriotism and sanctimony we’d build a nation like ours. We’ve learned that we get better meat by paying butchers more than teachers. We pay police officers more than poets but we’re not any safer. We pay ambassadors more for telling lies than philosophers for telling the truth. If letting minds go dormant and rot were our dearest intent, we wouldn’t change anything, but we would praise the powers that be.