So a former Olympian has been charged with vandalising Washington’s Reflecting Pool. What next, a senator defacing the Lincoln Memorial with spray paint? One might be tempted to dismiss this as a mere act of petty vandalism, but I see something far more sinister: the decadence of a civilisation that has lost its sense of the sacred.
The Reflecting Pool is not just a puddle of water; it is a symbol of national unity, a monument to the ideals that once made America great. To defile it is to spit on the graves of the Founding Fathers. And who commits this sacrilege?
A man who once represented his country on the world stage, a physical specimen of discipline and glory. Now he is reduced to a common criminal. This is what happens when a nation abandons its traditions, when it mocks its own history.
We are witnessing the fall of Rome in slow motion, my friends. The barbarians are not at the gates; they are inside, wearing tracksuits and Olympic medals. The authorities will no doubt treat this as a simple crime, but I say it is a symptom of a deeper rot.
When the guardians of a society turn against its symbols, the end is nigh. Mark my words: the Reflecting Pool will not be the last casualty. Next it will be the Washington Monument, then the Capitol itself.
And we will sit back and watch, applauding the 'diversity' of destruction. This is the price of forgetting who we are. The only cure is a return to reverence, to the understanding that some things are not to be touched, not to be defiled.
But I fear it is too late. The disease is too advanced. The Olympian is merely a carrier of the plague that infects us all.