The rhetoric is a facade. Talk is cheap, and words can ring hollow. Building trust is like testing fine metal, by fire, time and time again.
There are very few that we can trust and even fewer we would go to war with. If we can count on the fingers of one hand, the people we can trust, we can consider ourselves to be blessed.
In the Hindu culture, it takes on a whole new meaning — do we have those four people to give us their shoulders to take us to our final resting place? Do you have those four people in your life?