An Allegory

And so the last Spartan standing died, the Spartan king, falling under the mass of sharpened arrows fired by the despicable cowards. 300 they numbered, and defended their pass, their cities, and their heritage. 300 stood before the mad king Xerxes in defiance. A few thousand strong supported those 300, those who had not fled. And yet they were slaughtered like cowards, which they did not deserve. The mad king watched over all and smiled. He laughed, a cruel and malicious laugh, for he had won...but had he? For the cities were defended, and his victory was obtained by treacherous means. And the 300 died, fighting to their last breath...