Please welcome another new blogger – Strider the Ranger
From Two Towers, the second work of J.R.R. Tolkien’s trilogy, in a moment of total despair and exhaustion we hear this conversation between the two Hobbits, Frodo and his devoted friend Sam. Frodo has wearied of carrying the Ring of Power that corrupts all who carry it. The Ring represents absolute power and is eagerly sought by the demonic Sauron. As we all know absolute power corrupts absolutely. The Ring must be destroyed by casting it back into the fire out of which it was forged
Frodo: I can’t do this, Sam.
Sam: I know. I know it’s all wrong. By rights we shouldn’t even be here. But we are. It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy ? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened ? But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn’t. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something.
Frodo: What are we holding onto, Sam ?
Sam: That there’s some good in this world, Mr. Frodo …. and it’s worth fighting for !
We too live in a time of darkness and danger. Islamic radicalism threatens to hurl our world into the abyss of Stygian blackness. A new sinister Dark Age awaits if we lose heart and turn back. Perhaps, many of us will perish before we turn back the Islamic hordes. But we cannot fail. At all costs we must prevail over this monstrous evil. Some of us will not live to see the bright victory that will inevitably comes as does the dawn after the longest dark stormy night. But at long last the day will indeed break both fair and bright. All the good and wonderful things in this world will be saved. Decency, kindness, brotherhood and love will rise triumphant over the most odious elements of a power mad Islam. If I die I will do so in the noble task of rescuing the good in the Western World.
Strider the Ranger
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost,
The old that is strong does not whither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost,
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
And a light from the shadows shall spring,
Renewed shall be the blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.