I’ve seen your bravery, and I will follow you there. -Joanna Newsom, “Emily” Next, I’ll take a look at how an aspiring absolute ruler, by all measures of practicality, can use the power of friendship to defeat the forces of evil. Most of what I describe can also apply to whatever similar aims you might have, so if you’re not a fan of my fanatical grandstanding on absolutism’s behalf, this one’s pretty light on all of that. It’s a lost art. Contemporary success stories construe friendship more as incidental rather than instrumental. What’s more, we witness cautionary tales of ambition tearing old friends apart, leaving both in regretful isolation at the peak of their careers. It’s lonely at the top. I think we can chalk this one up to another aphorism, along with the rest of those similar ailments: Things ain’t like they used to be. As for the causes of societal decay, I’ll leave that topic of debate up to those more well-studied. But if there’s one suc...
I am the profane absolutist. Lost are the instruments of old which would call a king to the throne, so I am called to fashion my own. Among the favored tools are my layman's grasp of human nature and untethered mysticism.