One lady left. It may seem like a Greek tragedy and the Greeks knew their tragedies well. I think they wrote about life’s pains and trials and created their plays because human beings need to be inoculated by the whole truth of life to be effective citizens. Seems antithetical to our pleasure society to view tragedy as ‘entertainment’. But sobering.

Frank Sinatra sang “Luck is a Lady” but what an insult to my Lady, the hen. The “Rat” of American pop-culture sings the song of fools- guiding that ship of state right off the cliff. Lady is no rabbit foot, give it a rub for good fortune! Keep your hands to yourself, you singing sap.

Lady is alone, for now. Loyal Lady. She may appear as the victim in a horror show that is the world right now. She may be a testimony to its fantasies and failures- a tragic hero of sorts with no hope of happiness.

But that tragic interpretation of her story is only tragedy for people who do not know or love Truth. For Loyalty cannot exist in a vacuum. She stands for something, something worth all her devotion, affection, and long-suffering. There is something worthy of Loyal Lady’s earnest vigil!

The ship of state may be fueling folly. But Loyal Lady does not stand Alone!