I bottle up my political views most of the time, but every now and then they start screaming to get out. Here comes one, now.
Chicken Little sacrificed himself in an effort to get the word out, warning his neighbors of serious danger. His sincerity won over a few of his neighbors, who joined him in the valiant march to alert his governmental officials. Depending on the version you read, he is either devoured by a predator who pretends to take his side, or he reaches the ear of the government officials, who decide that they know better than Chicken Little -- he is, after all, only a common flightless bird. Either way, the reporters who tell the story paint Chicken Little and his followers as idiots.
Prior to the signing of this STINKING healthcare law, there were common men (and women) screaming all over the country that it was a disaster waiting to happen. But the Democrats sang, "Oh, no, sillies! The sky isn't going to fall; we're going to have a nationwide apple orchard, and everyone will have their fill!" And the liberals and the media rang their little Pavlovian bells, pointing fingers and saying, "Look at silly Chicken Little!" Some who wavered on whether to go along with it were promised extra trees in their districts in return for their support.
Now, here we are a couple weeks in, and it seems like every day another little piece of sky hits someone on the head. The media keeps trying to tell us it doesn't portend anything serious -- you don't want to be so naive as to follow Chicken Little, do you? -- but people are noticing that when the government says, "It was just an apple!" there aren't always any apple trees around.
And you know, it won't be long before people start to realize that the wonderful nationwide apple orchard is planted with only crabapples. (I think Congress may be starting to realize it themselves, now that it looks like they've managed to unwittingly eliminate their own Unlimited Apple Pie for Life program.)
I just pray we get this sucker repealed and quickly.
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