Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice. - Robert Frost
Pivots
They rose together ... from labor
First came the natural world ... then labor ... that is the order of things and the hierarchy that rules us. And from those two Ecological elements arose the structures of Economic regulation that, via common sense then common law, over time became the pillars on which the West constructed modern civilization ...
- private property
- common currency and
- the division of labor.
These three had interacted for centuries among the ancients ... then lay dormant [in the West at least] during the middle ages ... but they always presupposed one another so that one could not be re-discovered, understood or utilized without the other two rising with it ... until they were finally re-accepted as "self-evident" and became the basis of the modern western nomos. ... now broadly known as classical liberalism [or as conservatism by some].
Durable ... they persisted and grew through revolutions, wars [foreign and civil] and natural disasters ... continuously shaping the emergent nations and social unions which rested on them.
But unquestioned and unexamined, they began to be taken for granted and those who benefited from them forgot why they arose in the first place ... to protect, divide and balance labor as the foundation for capital and government.
They fell together ... from fiat finance
Then those who prefer not to work ... who despise labor ... imagined how to use fiat finance to plan and subvert the functioning of Economy.
And in the short space of 50 years, the deep pillars of modern civilization ... the nomos of the west ... buckled then collapsed ... first the common currency ... then the division of labor ... and finally but inevitably private property ... for they presuppose one another and none can exist alone.
And while the superstructure of the west still appears to tower in the distance like the frowning face of a once mighty power ... for those who look with more than a cursory glance, it is bereft of its foundations ... a colossal wreck rapidly sinking into the sands of time ... a hated and dead monolith which nature is burying in an impartial and just judgment.
But as long as natural resources and labor persist [for lasting Ecology judges temporal Economy] ... they promise to rebuild the perennial foundations for those who will use private property, common currency and the division of labor to honor labor with protection, division and balance.
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Epilogue
I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal, these words appear:
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.” - Shelley