For years, Justice, the fragile bird fluttering against the winds of time, has been hunted and trapped by the snarling beast of greed. We once naively believed in justice, didn't we? We thought it was a cornerstone, a rock that would remain steadfast against the currents of human vice, wars, and the greed for power. Yet, that stone has been chipped away by the cold, calculating chisels of avarice.
It began with whispers in the halls of power, where Justice, meant to be blind, started peeking under her blindfold for a quick profit. Noble judges became brokers. Laws, once clear, twisted into convoluted contracts that only a lawyer could unravel for a hefty fee. The scales of justice tipped, not under the weight of evidence, but under the weight of gold. Yes, gold like in today's Olympics, can we truly trust the modern games and the legitimacy of gold medal winners?
Corporations, bloated with wealth, began writing regulations, funding campaigns, and lobbying for laws that favored their bottom lines over the welfare of the people. Politicians, the so-called servants of the public, turned into puppets with strings pulled by the rich. Justice was sold to the highest bidder, and we watched, some of us wide-eyed, as greed tightened its grip.
Consider the prisons. They are packed not mainly with the guilty but with the unlucky, the poor, the indispensable. Justice has become a commodity, a privilege of the wealthy. With money, one could buy freedom, even innocence. The rest? They rot away, mere statistics in a system that has forgotten its purpose, as exemplified by the Facebook and Cambridge Analytica scandal, among others.
And what about the environment? The earth has been ransacked, poisoned, and laid bare by those who seek profit at any cost. Justice for our planet is a joke, a punchline in a boardroom full of executives plotting their next big extraction, their next big dividend. The cries of nature, like the cries of the offended, remain unheard, drowned out by the clink of coins and the rustle of dollar bills.
So here we sit, decades later, staring at the ruins of what was once a promise of justice and fairness. Justice, now a ghost, haunts the corridors of our society, a reminder of what we have lost. We traded our souls for iPhone apps, for temporary gains, for the illusion of success. Greed, with its insatiable hunger, has consumed everything in its path, leaving us with hollow institutions and broken dreams.
How can we trust the future? How can we believe tomorrow's promises when today's truths have been bought and sold? We have seen what greed can do, how it can rot the core of our humanity, turn brother against brother, and mock our highest ideals.
Here we stand, at the crossroads, looking back on a road lined with betrayal and blood, and forward to a foggy future. We must ask ourselves, in an unfiltered view of the world, can we ever trust again? Can we ever believe in the purity of justice when it has become so thoroughly corrupted and is run by people like Trump?
The answer, my friend, is not in the stars, save for Mr. Musk and Mr. Bezos, but in our hearts. We must decide if we are content to let greed rule, or if we dare to reclaim justice, to clean the dirt from its wings and let it fly free again.
But how can we achieve this together, especially when everyone around us, including ourselves, tends to act primarily out of self-interest?
OK, this may seem naive and like a cry for help, but we must take action.
Please explain how we can restore justice and fairness now, so we can offer a better future to our children and the planet they will inherit.
