I think I will tell you a story.

Once upon a time, there was a woman named Lily, and her best friend was a dragon. He was a special dragon, because he guarded the valley in which they lived. He made sure that the farmers shared the resources equally with the wild animals and plants of the area and lived in harmony with everyone. Everyone was content with their work and their lot in life, and Lily and the dragon still found time to play a little every day.

But one day, a strange man entered the village. He saw Lily playing with her dragon friend, and he was struck by how beautiful she was when she smiled. Lust grew in his heart, and he wanted Lily's smiles just for himself. How could she smile at this monster when he was there? So, in his ignorance and greed, he slew the dragon, and took the maiden away.

The farmers did not have the dragon to check them any more, and they cut down more of the woods and declared their own dominion over the valley. The wild animals were hunted or driven out, and none cared whither they went, or if they lived or starved. Soon factories came to the valley and pollutants were rampant. And few people were content with their lot and many were miserable, while a lucky few grew very rich, they weren't content with their lot either.

And what became of George the slayer of the dragon? I assure you this; he never saw Lily smile ever again.  ¶ 4:02 PM