Many people are tragically misguided, clinging to the illusion that the state is a benevolent guardian—helping the weak, watching over us all. But that's a dangerous fallacy. The state, for all its machinery and mandates, is utterly incapable of love.

When it insinuates itself into the sacred duties of family—child-rearing, elder care, the bonds that sustain us—it hollows them out. The grim proof? Funerals attended by no one but a state functionary, a scene far too common in Denmark. Can you imagine anything more heartbreaking: a life ended in silence, with only bureaucracy to bear witness?