happen in this life. The Iraqi child who saw his family be gunned down and the american who shot them and returned home are humans, with souls, all the same, all capable of every evil and every good and every suffering and every humilliation and every glorification and every title and every thing that is to happen to anyone. There's no safety in this world outside trust in God. In this I find the parable quite comforting both in how it upsets materialists and how it only confirms that the president and the vagabond are one in the same, forced by circumstance into different places.Thus man is to eat his bread, fuck his wife, raise his children, and be content. The king and the servant all die the same. Nietzschean ubermensch or great men are just a fantasy. All go to answer as equals on God's tribunal, none of us will be able to say "but I was" or "but at the time it was", neither due to culture or money or whatever you think is worth in this world
