There once was a King whose rule presided over a vast and prosperous land. He was a just and merciful ruler, never demanding too much or giving too little. He cared for his subjects and they in return gave him unwavering loyalty and respect.

One day, however, a band of madmen came from a far away land. They were jealous of the peace, harmony and abundance the King and his people shared. In spite, they poisoned the water supply turning the kingdom mad. Soon, no drink would quench the people's thirst. No amount of pleasure would squelch people's lust. They now demanded more and gave less.

The King was the only one to avoid drinking the tainted water supply, but he was now alone. He did what he could to give the people what they wanted, but soon the kingdom's abundance turned to depravity. For months the kingdom's people pounded on the gates of the castle demanding the King be killed for his betrayal. For, they felt it was he that was mad.

Before long, the people broke through and stormed their way to the King's quarters. With little option left, the King drank the tainted water becoming poisoned and mad himself. It was on this day the people rejoiced.