One by one, the desperate warriors in the besieged city looked up. And they started shouting for joy. There was hope!
On the peaks around them, the bonfire beacons were burning.
The signal was clear.
After centuries of competition and distrust, two ancient and proud kingdoms were finally uniting against a common foe.
There was no other option. The enemy from the east, in his quest to enslave the known world, had sent his enormous army to the very gates of the city.
If the city fell, so would all the lands that lay behind it. This wasn’t just a battle. This was the last stand for all the free creatures of these western lands.
And then the fearless warrior-king rode out to face his troops, his armor shining in the sun…
But hold on. What the hell am I talking about?
Is this some Lord of the Rings thing? When the kingdoms of Gondor and Rohan united… fought to protect the last bastion of freedom, the walled city of Minas Tirith… and broke through the evil armies of the dark lord, Sauron?
Um, no.
But I can’t blame you if you thought so. I tried pretty hard to build it up that way.
What I actually described above, after massaging and omitting key details, was the Battle of Vienna in 1683.
The Sultan’s massive army was at the city gates.
And while the Polish and the Habsburg kings didn’t like each other very well, they decided they could either team up… or stop worrying and start learning Turkish. So when the Polish troops arrived at Vienna, they lit bonfires in the hills as a signal to the defenders inside the city.
Did you know any of that?
If you’re like me, then nobody ever told you the story of the Battle of Vienna.
But you’ve probably known about the LOTR story for years. Maybe you’ve watched it or read it multiple times.
So my question to you is why? Why do we all know the made up LOTR stories inside and out… and why do we know nothing of the very consequential story of the Battle of Vienna?
Here’s one possible answer. I got it from a book that I suffered through earlier this year, called Simulacra and Simulation. I couldn’t understand almost anything in this book. But I think I got the central gist of it. And that is:
We humans have let go all grip on reality. We now live exclusively in a space of hyperreality.
In other words, we have no more use for the “real” world. Instead we want things that are more real than real.
The Lord of the Rings is more real than real. The good guys are impossibly good. The bad guy is ultimate evil itself. And the white city of Minas Tirith, it’s kind of like a medieval walled city… but its turrets are infinitely more numerous… its walls are infinitely taller… its rampart is infinitely more spectacular. The old town in Dubrovnik just cannot compete.
Maybe you’re wondering what the point of all this theory is. So here’s my advice to you, in case you want to influence others:
People say they want true and authentic. They say they want a balanced account. They say they want stories.
Lies, lies, lies.
Give people what they really want. More real than real. Exaggeration, caricature, simplification. Not stories, but grand opera — drama the way it could never exist in real life.
Fail to do this, and you will be forgotten like the defenders at the Siege of Vienna. But use this powerful weapon… and all of Middle-earth can be yours.
At least that’s my attitude. I give the people what I want. Well, at least the ones who want to hear more from me.