[In response to a picture of Anakin Skywalker on the Iron Throne with Padme and a child Luke and Leia in Imperial regalia, captioned "this is what they stole from us"]

Darth Vader. The Balrog. Bane.

Different myths, same ancient warning: push something good far enough into the abyss and eventually the abyss answers back.

We call these figures evil because we meet them at the end of the story. We forget to ask what furnace made them.

Humiliation. Betrayal. Hatred. Loss. Years of being told to kneel while someone else mistakes restraint for weakness. Eventually the wound stops bleeding and becomes armor.

That’s why these archetypes endure. They’re not merely monsters. They are consequence incarnate.

The people who created them eventually stare into that face in horror, unable to recognize their own reflection.

The renewed obsession with Anakin isn’t just an internet phenomenon. Something far older stirring. Young western men are at the breaking point.

Because there’s a limit to what good men will absorb while remaining the men you remember. Keep digging greedily into the patience, dignity, families, faith, and livelihoods of people who wanted nothing more than to be left alone, and eventually you reach something beneath the stone.

The ancient stories warned us about that too.

Be very careful what you spend years creating in the people you hate. One day, you may finally meet it.

That time is nigh