There was a time in the jungle when the old lion was its uncrowned king. His power was no longer what it used to be, but his fear remained. The lion had given up hunting, and now he would hold court and make decisions. The animals of the jungle would come every day, greet him, and build bridges of praise. Especially the foxes would always be around the lion.
“No one has seen justice like your Majesty!”
“Your wisdom is unparalleled!” The lion would be happy to hear all this and would keep them close. One day a deer came limping and cried out that the foxes had hunted his children. The lion looked at the foxes. The foxes immediately said:
“He is lying. He is jealous of your Majesty’s greatness.” The lion did not bother to investigate. The deer was expelled from the court. Time passed. The foxes plundered the entire jungle. The weaker animals either ran away or were killed. The prey was decreasing. Finally, the lion also became hungry. One day, when the lion was lying alone, he saw that the same foxes were now standing behind a new powerful lion, praising him in the same way. The old lion said to himself in his last breath:
“I have driven away the truthful and kept the flatterers close. My downfall was written by their hands.”
A ruler who listens only to praise becomes blind to reality. Flattery erodes power.
