The Gods held a wedding. War was the last to pick a partner and Insolence was the only available.
Babrius Translation (The Marriages of The Gods)
The Gods were wedding. Each had found a mate.
To War it chanced till last of all to wait
And so with Insolence, left all alone,
In love he fell, and won her for his own.
So runs the Fable. Hence, devoted swain,
Where’er she goes, he follows in her train.
Oh then may Insolence, most apt to smile
On commons, and to lead them wrong the while,
Be ever from our states and nations far,
For close behind her comes her husband, War.
How do you think an AI might simplify this fable? Here is one answer, and the illustration above was made from this simplification:
When the gods held a grand wedding, every deity quickly found a partner. Only War was left alone. At last he noticed Insolence standing apart from the revelry. War chose Insolence for his bride, and she agreed. From that day forward, whenever Insolence goes strolling with her proud smile, War marches right behind her.
Moral
Arrogance opens the door to conflict. Keep pride away, and peace can stay.
Perry. #367