North Korea at Night

We frequently use darkness as a metaphor – “The Dark Ages,” “Heart of Darkness,” “Their minds were darkened,” etc. It’s not often the metaphor becomes physical. Take one crazed dictator, combine it with a philosophy that makes man the center of all things, and this is what you get. Nukes, a formidable army, a luxurious life for a handful, and a nation plunged into (literal) darkness. The only physical light in the country is the little spot of light around Don King’s The Glorious Leader’s capital. The only True Light in the country is largely confined to prison cells and some scattered house churches that haven’t been busted yet. Sad.