Who's ThatA Story by Creepy Swine GuySometimes I just feel the need to rant.
As I observe the goings on of the 2008 political season, I begin to wonder about the intelligence of the people of America. Before I go any further and before anyone scurries off to get the tar and feathers or questions my "patriotism", I should provide a bit of context for my discussion. I have a wonderful dog that I love dearly. Shelby is part Lab and part Chow. She has a never-ending drive to please and protect her people and I love everything about her except her repulsive predilection for the flavor of the “crunchies” that she mines from the cat’s litter box. But I digress. Shelby’s desire to protect her people is displayed anytime she sees someone walking past the front of her house. She leaps up in the window and barks and snarls in a fashion that would make Kujo blush. If she is unaware of the presence of the interloper, I need only call out, “Who’s that?” and she leaps to the window and assumes he role as the psycho watchdog.
One day I decided to play a trick on her. I yelled, “Who’s that?” with as much urgency as I could muster and true to form my personal intercontinental ballistic canine was launched to the window. When she saw that no one was there, she looked up and down the street, just to be sure. Finally, satisfied that no trespasser was present, she got down from the window, rolled her eyes at me and began to walk away. About then, I began to wonder how long it would take her to catch on if I kept crying wolf. “Who’s that?” I cried again. Without hesitation, she lunged to the window again. Surely there’s some dangerous thug out there now, she seemed to be thinking. But again, no one was there. After the third false alarm, based on the way she scowled at me, I was pretty sure she was thinking, Jerk! Finally on the eighth “Who’s that!” she glared at me distainfully and walked into the kitchen for a bite of kibble. I had suckered her seven times, but eventually she’d wised up.
I’ve noticed that every political season, the GOP warns us that this is the four-year span that the terrorists will come to get us. They warn us that the Democrats are weak, they want to talk to our enemies; useless diplomacy. "We are hawkish protectors and will keep you safe," they promise. Every time they do it, we run to that metaphorical window and elect another Republican. In the ensuing four-year span, insurance companies, pharmaceutical companies, oil companies and corporations who raise profits by exporting jobs, get richer while ordinary Americans get poorer, jobless, homeless and less healthy. As the next election cycle nears, we walk away from the window muttering, much like my beloved hound. We swear to ourselves that we won’t fall for it again. Then the Republicans yell “Terrorists!” again and before we know it, we're at the window barking, then looking up and down the street. Hook, line and sinker. I can’t help but ask myself if we are smarter than Shelby or if we’ll run to that proverbial window again this November.
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Added on May 17, 2008Last Updated on June 7, 2008 AuthorCreepy Swine GuyCentral, NYAboutThe Ten Commandments of the Writer's Cafe (King Swine Version). 1. Thou shalt not plagiarize. 2. Thou shalt not treat badly any writer based on their age, social status, ability or creative view.. more..Writing
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