Worth Saving, Part Ii

...Shakespeare and his pentameter, vital after four centuries, Cervantes and his man Sancho, Dumas and Montecristo, the great tales of Boccaccio, Dicken and his fine ghosts three. Beethoven's sonic fury still staggers even jaded minds, Tchaikovsky made eighteen-twelve sound utterly epic as well, Hayden’s string quartets still sell, even Beatles have immortal rhymes. Newton and his marvelous brain cracked open the world of physics, Charles Darwin shocked with his words, Galileo far orbits observed, Einstein showed that space was a curve, built up our science, brick-by-brick. A Pantheon of perfection, still grand amidst the Roman street, Notre Dame, lofty and sacred, Sagrada rises high overhead, Parliament sports the Big Ben, the majestic dome of Saint Pete’s. Who can’t help but like Highlander games with cabers tossed every which way? Running with bulls puts you to the test, who can frown at Oktoberfest? Gotta’ love those Christmas markets, the traditions of holiday. To think that two rather large wars invalidate the entire thing? All mankind is versed in war, fought in many, many before, we’ll be fighting them forever more, doesn’t mean you aren’t worth saving. Now your cultures face angry foes who believe you should not survive. Extremists who promote Islam, socialists who get everything wrong, ‘elite’ leftists who put you on, dragging you down with their lies… When, in truth, Europe should grow and thrive.