From the Wars of the Roses to Urban Ghettos
Alexandr Piatkov
The pendulum of history is merciless. Fragmentation inevitably breeds war, war
breeds centralization, and centralization breeds autocracy. When a hundred petty
tyrants torment a society through mutual annihilation, the people invariably
summon one great tyrant for the sake of salvation and order. Out of the chaos of
Lancaster and York rose the Tudors; from the ashes of the Warring States emerged
Qin Shi Huang; and the Sengoku Jidai gave birth to the iron-fisted Tokugawa
shogunate. Despotism gathered resources with an iron hand, unwittingly becoming
the locomotive of civilizational progress.
Yet modern global capitalism has broken this ancient formula. It erased national
borders for the sake of the free movement of labor, and the sun finally set on
its own homeland. Millions of people, seeking a prosperous life, flooded the
islands of affluence, yet the anticipated "melting pot" failed to ignite.
Instead of assimilation, the world plunged into neo-feudal fragmentation.
Diasporas structured themselves and closed ranks, forming parallel societies that
refuse to blend within the political space—complete with their own businesses,
courts, and authorities. A framework of disparate currents emerged, capable of
uniting only at the stage of destruction—marching "against," yet never "for".
The main battlefield became the school, once designed as a factory for loyal
citizens. The grandchildren of those who arrived and settled down rejected this
social contract. They came to view European education as an occupying
administration encroaching upon the laws of their tribe, choosing instead the
authority of their own elders. Meanwhile, politicians, grown soft in the
complacency of democracy, turned into nimble yet doomed tightrope walkers, buying
the loyalty of troubled districts with welfare checks and subsidizing public
attention to their own balancing acts.
Power, as the old maxim goes, is only worth something when it knows how to defend
itself. When the rule of law evaporates, the "Afghan scenario" arrives in the
metropolises. Real governance passes to the criminal underworld—to the strongest,
the fiercest, the most cunning, and the most influential. The gang becomes the
army, and the elders become the court. Replacing the post-industrial era, a new
dynasty descends from the mountains with ultra-simple mores: the cult of blood, a
raiding economy, and the law of the strong.
In this reality, technological infrastructure awaits the fate of ancient
monuments. Deprived of the global division of labor and skilled engineers, a
complex technological system will inevitably be stripped for scrap metal.
Retrogrades will never tolerate the parallel authority of digital algorithms over
their lives.
In the East, things are never rushed—people there think in centuries. Beijing
calmly observes this historical bankruptcy of the West. To grasp the logic of the
new empire, one ought to learn Chinese, yet the scions of European elites remain
carefree, immersed in their psychological comfort, indulging only in mild
rebellion through the trendy climate agenda.
The grandchildren in the ghettos despise European laws, while the grandchildren
at Oxford and the Sorbonne are mentally incapable of defending them. Still, until
this tectonic shift enters the phase of open cataclysm, gasoline continues to
flow into supercars, and the heirs of the old world still have the chance to take
their Lamborghinis for a spin. The world watches with curiosity as the classic,
well-fed finale of late Rome plays out, right before the new masters of life turn
the page for good.
Original text in Russian:
http://proza.ru/2026/11/12/499
German translation:
http://proza.ru/2026/11/12/1198
Original Russian text: Alexandr Piatkov (proza.ru/avtor/alexanderan)
Original publication certificate: Proza.ru №226111200499, 2026
English literary translation: AI Assistant (Gemini 3.1 Pro, November 2026)
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