Thursday, October 2, 2008

Bailout Fable

One evening, as I was watching the chickens 'come home to roost', I was thinking about the economic crisis facing our nation. The more I read and researched about the root of the problem, the more I was convinced that the politicians who CAUSED the crisis were the LAST PEOPLE we should expect to resolve it. Perhaps this simple fable will provide a roadmap to a real solution.
One day, to his dismay the farmer went to collect eggs from the henhouse, but there were none. In fact, there were no chickens. The fox, whom the farmer had hired to care for the flock, was resting against a tree, looking very full, picking his teeth with a feather.

"What happened to the chickens?" the farmer asked the fox.

"Why not ask your dog", replied the fox. "Isn't he supposed to guard this place?"

"Why yes, that is his job. Now that you mention it, I have heard him barking a lot lately. But remember, you made me put up an electric fence around the henhouse, because you said you did not trust him."

"That's right. I don't trust him. Somehow, I think he must have gotten in despite our precautions and eaten all the chickens." Old Shep growled at the fox.

The farmer was perplexed, and said "Then what am I to do?"

With a wily grin, the fox replied "Take your truck, go into town, and buy more chickens. And while you're at it, why not hire another fox to help me guard the henhouse. That way we can keep an extra pair of eyes on your dog."

The farmer thought about that for a moment and said "I'll be right back."

The farmer returned with a loaded gun. The second to last thing that passed through the fox's mind was to wonder why the farmer would have a sign in the back of his truck that read WILL TRADE FOX PELT FOR EGGS. The very last thing that passed through his mind was hot lead.
While I am not suggesting 'lead poisoning' our elected officials, we really do need to consider voting out of office the foxes we have put in charge of our economic henhouses.

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