In my kingdom are two bishops. The King and Queen have bestowed on them ministerial powers over the land. However, apparently without the couple knowing it, the two bishops have not seen eye to eye on how to manage the kingdom’s affairs involving the other officials and the people.
One bishop – let me call him Archbishop Cruz – is down to earth (read: heaven-sent) and always puts the people’s interests over and above everything else. He has gone out on a limb to raise whatever anomalies he has seen and verified, unfazed by whatever danger it may bring to his life. The people have begun to like him while the officials have sworn to hell that he be silenced, literally or not.
The other bishop – let me call him Bishop Anonym – is out-of-this-earth, sounds like a politician, and is fond of double talk. He believes in the poor’s human rights but he hates them going to the streets. He believes in the need to help the poor but he is averse to dealing with the poor’s friends – the advocates, as if the business of assisting the poor is only the Bishops’. He is silent about the issues involving the officials; he would rather get himself busy with giving food and other ameliatory forms of assistance to the needy, something similar to the province of the traditional politicians. Indeed, the officials do like him and the people are divided because some see his good intentions and some see that his focus just does not work.
My kingdom is divided amidst the rise of corruption, suppression of people’s rights, and other evil forms. And the royalty does not seem to know about it. Or perhaps it does, putting its trust on Archbishop Cruz to lead the way out of the moral mess that the Kingdom has been embroiled in.
I am a servant in the kingdom and I am willing to help the Good Bishop with his pro-people deeds and attract more people to flock around him.
So that the reign of evil in my kingdom here on earth will eventually be gone forever.