Within the Walls of Hell
you left your palace and had to spend the night in some other part, town or village of your country, your men went to primary or secondary schools and sometimes universities and pulled out the most beautiful ones for you to spend the nights with. Those girls who were used as sex objects belonged to the vulnerable group. You were supposed to be a father and protector to them and punish all those who abused or tried to abuse them. Instead, you went …. ( Carlos Interrupts )
    Carlos : Please, can I say something?
    Messenger : I know what you want to say. You want to say that you didn’t know what you were doing was wrong. You and I know that is not true. You knew what you were doing. If you didn’t know, why did you get your rubber-stamp House of Representatives to vote a law which stated that you could not be prosecuted for any crimes committed while you were in office? Why did you get them to vote a law which gave you immunity from prosecution? It was because you knew that most of what you were doing to your people was not correct and you were afraid that in the case where you were one day ousted, you would be asked to render an account. Well, here, the story is different. There is no immunity here. You answer for all the crimes your immunity protected you from once you get here. Everyman must render account.
    Carlos : Is there absolutely nothing that can be done for me?
    Messenger : Before you interrupted me, I was about to say that you had a friend in a neighboring country who wanted to become president using unorthodox means and you accepted to help him. You saw it as an opportunity to get a share in the mineral wealth of that country. Your friend accepted to give you 30% of what you wanted if you helped him. You were never tired of amassing money and helped in toppling a government which my master’s people chose to lead them. You sponsored a civil war in which billions were spent and thousands of people were killed while three-quarters of your own people lived in abject poverty. There again, you had a choice to either protect the interest of thousands by refusing to assist your friend take power through the use of force or to ignore the interest of thousands to serve the interest of one man. You preferred to serve the interest of one man. What happened to the displaced, women children and the old men and women did not matter to you. You also had the choice to use the tax payer’s money to reduce the high rate of infant mortality or reduce the high rate of mothers dying at child birth. But you preferred to use the money in buying arms to use in maintaining yourself in power. You had the choice to use the tax payer’s money to improve on the reputation of your country for having the lowest life expectancy in the whole world. But you preferred to use the money in enjoying yourself in luxurious hotels in foreign countries. Did you ask if there is nothing which can be done for you? Well, kings, presidents and rulers of that world below your feet are known to live in all sorts of luxuries, enjoying all pomp and wealth. They are known to have taken everything for themselves, leaving their people in misery and poverty. They live in costly palaces surrounded by guards and servants. They block roads for their poor citizens for hours before and after their arrivals at ceremonies. The country or state is more or less considered as their private property. My master is greater than any of them. Yet he shouldered the burden of His subjects and paid the ultimate price to save them. Did you shoulder the burden of your people?
    Carlos : ( Remains silent )
    Messenger : That silence speaks for itself. You burdened them with heavy taxes and used the money they contributed to enjoy yourself and make them feel how powerful and important you were. Well, landing here is the ultimate price and to answer your question, presently, I’m afraid there nothing that can be done for you. As you can now see, my master created you

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