As the meeting between kingpins of the two levels of government took place at the Sagana State Lodge, I could not help but recall the story of Diogenes of Sinope — a Greek philosopher considered the father of cynicism.
The man abhorred material wealth, power and fame. Diogenes, who lived in a large ceramic jar on the streets, once walked around—in broad daylight—with a lamp looking for an honest man in Athens. He believed the majority of Athenians and by extension Greeks were rascals and scoundrels. One day, Alexander the Great found Diogenes looking attentively at a pile of human bones; the man volunteered; “I am searching for the bones of your father but cannot distinguish them from those of slaves.”