Law vs Intent


Law was intended to be, and once truly was,  a tool serving justice.

Its purpose was simple and noble: to restrain evil, to vindicate the innocent, to uphold what is right. That era has long passed. The law no longer first serves justice; it now first serves the preservation of the legal system that administers it.

There was a time when law was tied to morality, when its legitimacy rested on a higher standard. That, too, ended long ago. In its place stands a new creed: success measured not in justice served, but in courtroom victories, career trajectories, and political advancement. The question is no longer What is right? but What can be won?

Law has become self‑referential.

It is the law not because it reflects truth or righteousness, but because it has been enacted by a political body increasingly detached from any morality. Its authority is procedural, not principled. Its power is bureaucratic, not moral. It justifies itself by itself, a closed loop insulated from the very people it claims to serve. 

The law is the law simply because it is the law, something that it was never intended to be.

And that, my friend, is the emerging shape of what is called an Electocracy,  a system where legitimacy is not rooted in justice or virtue, but from the fact of being elected, credentialed, or admitted into the professional into a ruling class rather that that of public servant. The people have a voice, until the election is over, and not again until their vote is once again needed, then only met with false promises and lies.

The tragedy is not simply that law has drifted.

The tragedy is that it now demands reverence for its own sake, as though procedure were righteousness and power were wisdom. What was meant to serve all has become a mechanism serving the few, not only the wealthy, but the credentialed, the connected, the institutional elite. This is the world we inhabit: a nation still better than the any of the alternatives man has devised, yet increasingly hollowed by spiritual wickedness in high places. We live under the color of freedom, just as our currency bears the color of value. The forms remain; the substance fades.  It is still worth fighting for.

Even so, we wait for the day when the Only True and Just Judge will set all things right.

A.K. Pritchard — 2016