A True Enemy

I prefer an enemy who tells the truth than an enemy which lies; an enemy which seems more like to us, and which we could slip into thinking well of.

It is far better to know who is your enemy and who is your friend than to be duped by a false friend- someone who is actually your enemy but lies to get something from you.

I feel as if Marxism has been the West's lying enemy/false friend. It spoke sweet nothings to us (sweet things that do not exist in reality), and we listened. We took some of what it said; we believed it, and we still don't know how much (even I keep finding out more assumptions I have that I realise are false). We are taken in and we do not realise it because of the deceitful enemy who masqueraded as a friend oh so many years ago. The more obvious bits we think we have eradicated, but really we didn't know how deeply the world bought into Marxism. And we don't know what we've lost. We don't remember anything before Marxism took us in, so we do not know that we have lost something precious.

(Marxism is merely an example, though a very important one to me, of a paradigm I see in myself. I prefer a clear enemy than a hard-to-peg one. You want to be able to fight your enemy, and you can't do it without understanding your enemy.)