Analogies

I like analogies, who doesn’t, I like to make analogies,
who does not? Here’s one comes to mind.
“Sisyphus, son of Aeolus and king of Corinth who,
for his avarice and treachery, was condemned in the
underworld to roll a huge rock uphill which, upon
reaching the top, always rolled to the bottom.” Websters.
Then you have the military-industrial complex, who have
been rolling stones up and down Afghanistan’s mountains
for what is it, how many years?.
However, unlike Sisyphus, these war-meisters do not feel
condemned for their avarice and trickery, rather they
laugh all the way to their respective banks or generalships.
We are the condemned, I who write this, and you who read it.
Islander.