As is often the case, the very night I wrote my last post, I stumbled across a bible verse that was singularly appropriate:
Hear me, ye men of Sichem, so may God hear you.
The trees went to anoint a king over them: and they said to the olive tree: Reign thou over us.
And it answered: Can I leave my fatness, which both gods and men make use of, to come to be promoted among the trees?
And the trees said to the fig tree: Come thou and reign over us.
And it answered them: Can I leave my sweetness, and my delicious fruits, and go to be promoted among the other trees?
And the trees said to the vine: Come thou and reign over us.
And it answered them: Can I forsake my wine, that cheereth God and men, and be promoted among the other trees?
And all the trees said to the bramble: Come thou and reign over us.
And it answered them: If indeed you mean to make me king, come ye and rest under my shadow: but if you mean it not, let fire come out from the bramble, and devour the cedars of Libanus.
Now therefore if you have done well, and without sin in appointing Abimelech king over you, and have dealt well with Jerobaal, and with his house, and have made a suitable return for the benefits of him who fought for you,…rejoice ye this day in Abimelech, and may he rejoice in you. But if unjustly: let fire come out from him, and consume the inhabitants of Sichem, and the town of Mello: and let fire come out from the men of Sichem, and from the town of Mello, and devour Abimelech.
(Judges 9:7-20)
(Abimelech was one of the sons of Gideon (also called Jerubaal), who convinced his fellow Sichemites to appoint him as their ruler when Gideon died. In doing so, he killed all seventy of his half-brothers…except Jotham, the one who spoke the above words before escaping.
Jotham's curse indeed came true: Abimelech decimated Sichem, and in the process got a millstone dropped on his head…by a woman.)
The noble and upright—the olive, the fig and the vine--are those who form the bedrock of society. Their greatest gift is not in wielding power over others, but in producing good fruit.
But the brambles, producers of no good or useful thing, in whose flourishing these others languish, are quite content to usurp and to subdue.
Our elections have presented us with no olives, no figs, no vines. Again and again, we are forced to choose from among the brambles. And we can only expect that these brambles will fulfill their destiny of bringing about their own destruction while consuming even the great cedars of Lebanon. And we have chosen them.
We have chosen them…
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