Once upon a time, in a grand courtyard enclosed by tall stone walls, lived a majestic hound named Lupus. His fur was sleek and well-groomed, his stature imposing, and his deep, booming voice commanded the respect of all animals within the estate. He roamed the grounds with pride, for he was the chief guardian of the household, trusted by his master and feared by all who dared to trespass.
Among the many animals in the courtyard was a small puppy named Azor, who was still learning his place in the world. Unlike Lupus, Azor was young, eager, and naive, his tail always wagging in excitement at the sight of the bigger dogs.
One summer afternoon, as the sun cast long shadows across the yard, Lupus stood upon the central stone platform where he often made proclamations. Around him gathered the other dogs—some strong and proud, others timid and weak. Azor, curious as always, sat at the front, his small ears perked up.
Lupus cleared his throat and, with a dignified air, began to speak:
"Brothers and friends! We, the dogs of this household, must remember that we are all equal. No matter our size, strength, or age, we share the same duty, the same struggle, and the same worth. Our master feeds us all, whether large or small, and it is only fair that we treat one another as equals. There must be no arrogance among us, no division, no unfair treatment. We are all the same!"
The crowd murmured in agreement. Azor's eyes sparkled with admiration—what a noble sentiment! With his small voice, he yipped:
"That is wonderful, sir! So, since we are all equals, does that mean I may stand beside you at the entrance gate and share in your meals?"
At once, the great hound's expression darkened. He glared down at the tiny puppy, his lips curling in disdain.
"You? Stand at the entrance? Eat from my bowl? Nonsense!" Lupus barked. "Know your place, little one. Equality is a grand idea, but some of us are… well, more equal than others."
The crowd chuckled, some uncomfortably, others with amusement. Azor lowered his ears, suddenly aware of his mistake.
From that day on, he understood what Lupus truly meant: words of fairness and unity often sound noble, but those in power rarely practice what they preach.
And so, as the sun dipped below the horizon, the courtyard settled once more into its usual order—where the strong remained strong, the weak remained weak, and the illusion of equality was just another well-spoken lie.
Moral of the Story
Beware of those who speak of fairness yet benefit from inequality. True justice is found not in words but in actions.
ROFORT’s Vision: Structure with Equality
At ROFORT, we believe in creating true balance, where order is maintained through structure, but where respect, love, and human equality are not just spoken ideals, but living values. Unlike Lupus, who upheld hierarchy for his own benefit, ROFORT strives for a world where everyone is truly valued—not just in words, but in real opportunity, mutual respect, and shared success. Because equality should never be a false promise, but a principle lived by all.