people are foolish who want to build monuments more lasting than bronze. The English poet Shelly wrote of finding a ruins of such a monument in the desert:

And on the pedestal, these words appear:
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.

So it is with both the great and small, the evil and good. It is a somber feeling looking at your photos of aged stone and realizing the lettering is faded and the deceased official's name, even if legible, means nothing.

This was a dramatic post, @slowwalker, filled with the irony of forced gratitude and pathos for the plight of the local people who were abused.