To fight for the right, without question or pause …
To be willing to march into Hell, for a Heavenly cause …
And I know if I’ll only be true, to this glorious quest,
That my heart will lie will lie peaceful and calm,
when I’m laid to my rest …
And the world will be better for this:
That one man, scorned and covered with scars,
Still strove, with his last ounce of courage,
To reach … the unreachable star …
Keith Raniere may not have realized it, but Frank Parlato is a man like Don Quixote. Ceaseless in his attempts. Specifically, his great quest to find the “One Thousand Millionaires” that Raniere built… no matter the cost.
But we, the audience… know it is an impossible dream. For he will never find them. They are like ghostly vapors. Tainted with particles of bullshit.
And yet Parlato continues to seek… the impossible dream.
On a less satirical note, the reason Keith Raniere uses this story to motivate, is to have the mindless drones continue towards impossible tasks that will never bear fruit and prevent them from living their lives. He uses this metaphor to have them slave away, despite the futility. They are stuck in a prison of his devising…. a prison of their own goodness.
It is the worst-intended kind of hypnosis… using the pull inside every human of a quixotic quest for their own greatness.
Instead, he uses their noble quest for his own aims. Feeding, Fucking, Fleeing from Responsibilities and Fighting with those who leave him.
Finally, from so little sleeping and so much reading, his brain dried up and he went completely out of his mind.