Spring in full fig. Social forms ennervated and alive, folks laughing and shouting in the city.
It's likely the case that a thousand years ago, precisely the same phenomenon ennervated the social forms of the time. And those with fortified homes likely knew that this was the time of year to run the portcullis down.
Spring comes to every social reality. It doesn't fix the injustice and corruption, but the one who makes the rain fall on the just and the unjust hopefully uses it to remind those caught up in the spell of the world that there is a much larger and more substantial world at hand. Life always serves life.