There was a fairy tale once told. Everyone knows it.
A king walking in the middle of the palace and a crowd praising his invisible clothes... Everyone in the palace and the people saw the truth but kept silent out of fear. Until a child spoke that simple sentence:
“The king is naked.”
That fable taught us this:
Sometimes it only takes the naivety of a child to tell the truth.
But we don't live in the world of that fairy tale. Because the world has already turned upside down.
Today no one talks about the nakedness of kings. Because it is no longer about kings.
Today it is the people themselves who are naked.
Those who know this best are the professional clappers who surround the government. They tell new tales. They come up with new slogans. Inventing new enemies. Endless noise is produced to cover up the reality that is right in front of the eyes of the people...
But here's the really strange part of this story:
While the people are left naked, some of them are actually walking around in caftans. And not just ordinary caftans; caftans that have turned into invisible armor.
Some are rendered invisible by money.
Some with immunity.
Some with decisions hiding behind the law.
Some with political power.
Some with the invisible armor of wealth.
From the outside, everyone seems to be part of the same crowd. But in reality it is quite different.
Someone is left naked.
Others are protected by invisible armor.
But the real tragedy is this:
Everyone knows the truth.
The palace knows it too.
The square knows it too.
The street knows it too.
People see how their lives are being robbed, how their minds are being manipulated, how their hopes are being bargained. But they still don't speak out. Because the fear of this age comes not from the palace, but from the crowd.
There used to be a time when a king was naked and everyone was silent.
Today the majority is naked and again everyone is silent.
Because to speak the truth in a place where the majority is naked is to oppose not only the power but also the crowd. And crowds do not like truth tellers. They applaud not the truth but the lies that comfort them.
Once upon a time, a question was circulating in the squares. A simple but dangerous question:
“Where is the 128 billion dollars?”
Actually, this question was not an economic debate. It was a sentence rising out of a fairy tale. It was an objection akin to a child saying “The king is naked”.
Everyone talked about that question for a while. In the squares, on the screens, on the walls...
Then something strange happened.
The question itself did not disappear, but its meaning did. Because those around the questioner and those around the king strangely became part of the same game. The noise grew, the discussion grew, the slogans grew.
But the reality has shrunk.
After a while, the nakedness of the king ceased to be the problem; the issue became the nakedness of the people.
The problem itself has turned into a spectacle. And in the middle of that spectacle, it was the people again.
Because while everyone was discussing the king's robe, the last piece was taken from the people.
Today, the situation is even stranger. People are no longer able to see not only who to believe, but even their own nakedness.
This is the darkest point of the tale.
When people in a society are stripped naked, not only the body but also the mind is vulnerable.
That's why the child in the fairy tale no longer exists.
In today's world, a child cannot say “The king is naked”.
Because the sentence that needs to be said is much heavier:
“The people are naked.”
Saying this sentence has become more dangerous than standing up to a king.
And when the majority is naked
Who can say “King Naked”?