Several generations ago, during one of the most turbulent of the Desert Wars in the Middle East, a spy was captured and sentenced to death by a general of the Persian army. The general had adopted a strange and unusual custom. He permitted the condemned person to make a choice of facing the firing squad or passing through the BLACK DOOR.
As the moment of the execution drew near, the general ordered the spy to be brought before him. “What shall it be,” demanded the general, “the firing squad or the BLACK DOOR?” The prisoner hesitated, but soon made it known that he preferred the firing squad to the unknown horrors that might await him behind the mysterious door. A volley of shots rang out announcing that the grim sentence had been fulfilled.
The general turned to his aid and said, “You see how it is with men. They will always prefer the known way to the unknown. It is characteristic of people to be afraid of the undefined.”
“What lies behind the BLACK DOOR,” asked the aid. “Freedom,” replied the general, “and I’ve known only a few brave enough to take it.”