Essential Knowledge Needed to Grow a Democracy part 5
Our so called representatives are worse than real sheep. Anyone that has seen a flock move across the field, on their way to the barn, will see the line following their leader, one at a time in a row. Party sheep, on the other hand crowd their leaders; perhaps it is to steal the warmth of the glow of their respective leaders’ personality. Pick me, pick me, is the mantra as they follow Steven Harper, or Michael Ignatieff, heal and toe.
Real sheep are luckier than they, real sheep can at least baa in their own voice, no, there are no rules to stay on script, or be Harper clones.
Real sheep are free to fertilize the fields at will, whereas member sheep must be much more discreet, other party breeds are quick to look for their dirt, and hold it up for all the world to see. Which is worse, doing the dirt, or holding it up? In the end, real sheep fertilizer will help your and my organic veggies grow big, and tasty; member manure will only pollute our minds and infest our democracy.
Real sheep know nothing about greed, the human breed of member sheep invented pockets so they could pad them with taxpayers money. Taking trips and accruing perks will be a topic of study as they raid the public purse. Purse to pocket, purse to pocket, purse to pocket is the buzz of the Ottawatown.
Nature has its balance, so should we. We need to introduce a wolf to cull the weak member sheep that circum to the ailment of padyourpocketocracy. A recall wolf would soon cure us of our anti-democratic woes. I can hear the barnyard now with the baas of their disagreement and displeasure, but honestly, what did your representative sheep do for you today? Or, did they do all their doings for the leader they follow.
Perhaps, without the pitfalls of the normal me me me fare, we might actually find someone, any politician, to strip off the fleece, and become a statesman for our nation to follow.