England - Ouroboros

You've seen it elsewhere, no doubt. This should be all the evidence you need to understand what happens when a country - in this case the Dowry of Mary - abandoned faith and reason in the sixteenth century.

When once a people, a culture, a society lets loose of the sole source of ontological and epistemological certainty, namely, the Magisterium of the Catholic Church which safeguards the deposit of faith, the inevitable downward spiral begins till the words of dear old Will Shakespeare come true:

... untune that string,
And hark what discord follows! each thing meets
In mere oppugnancy. The bounded waters
Would lift their bosoms higher than the shores,
And make a sop of all this solid globe:
Strength would be lord of imbecility,
And the rude son would strike his father dead:
Force would be right; or rather, right and wrong
(Between whose endless jar Justice resides)
Would lose their names, and so would Justice too.
Then everything includes itself in power,
Power into will, will into appetite;
And appetite (an universal wolf,
So doubly seconded with will and power)
Must make perforce an universal prey,
And last, eat up himself.

What the Church proclaims about legitimate defense (echoing St Thomas Aquinas) is forgotten; what the Church definitely states about property and dignity and family is denounced by law.

Sad, poor old England, land of King Harry, Saint Augustine of Canterbury, Saint Thomas Becket, Blessed John Henry Cardinal Newman, Hilaire Belloc, G. K. Chesterton, Evelyn Waugh, J. R. R. Tolkien, and more. It is become ouroboros.