Would we trust a "knight in golden armor" who, from his tower in the Golden City, watched our house burn for a long time, then suddenly appears when our house is 1/2 burnt, carrying a strange-looking red can?
"Is that gasoline?" we ask.
"Gasoline?" he laughs. "No! It's strong stuff!" he says. "Great stuff!"
"How much does it cost?"
"Don't worry!" the "knight" says, "It's magic! Someone else will pay for it! You alone will gain the whole world!"
Eyeing our desperation, the "knight" throws the "magic liquid" on our house. But the gasoline causes our house to rapidly burn to the the ground.
"We thought you said it was 'magic stuff'?!" we cry, realizing with horror it's too late to stop the "knight's" self-fulfilling prophecies.
Soon after, we're handed the costly bill for "putting out the fire." Unable to pay a bill that no one can pay, the "knight" labels us "criminal" and put us in prison for the "crime" of homelessness.
On the telescreens, we see the masses falling into line, saluting the "knight in golden armor," as he worships his "strong," "godlike" surveillance of everyone from the rooftop of the casino he built on "his" valuable real estate, where our home once stood.
Through our prison bars, we see the "knight" building more prisons, telling the masses his countless prisons is "law and order."
We hear the screams of those who lose everything in the "knight's" great casino, as they're rounded up, beaten and killed by the casino's burgeoning "security" guards.
Should one put 100% of one's faith into the grand "promises" of a "knight in golden armor" and his "magic liquid"?
Or is it better to make absolutely certain we have enough firefighters, who will stand firm against the inferno, to put out the fire with fire extinguisher, not "magic liquid"?
Is it also better to have enough electricians who fully understand the faulty wiring that led to the fire?
Is it better to fully support those with stars of gold in their spirits, who have proven themselves by true sacrifice, who have put their lives on the line on behalf of not only our own home, but our whole neighborhood where we all must live?
To never, ever, ever surrender the dream of home, for all...