"When the people find they can vote themselves money, that will herald the end of the republic." - Benjamin Franklin;
"And when politicians find that honor and character matter less than buying votes and a constituency, that too will herald the end of the Constitution. When that happens we must work tirelessly to change their minds, or their occupation!" - Hoping The Blind Will See

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Gerry's Hole

Gerry was only three years old, but he loved to dig holes in his sandbox. He was so cute and innocent, and happy, and loved to laugh. One day his mom decided to bring him to the ocean. Like most moms, she packed the towels, the picnic lunch, the blanket, the sunscreen, and yes, the pail and shovel, as off to the beach they went. When Gerry got to the beach he was simply enthralled by how much sand was on the ground. This was way better than cake and candy! So Gerry walked down by the water with his little shovel and began his favorite activity. He began to dig a hole. Digging the hole was hard work for Gerry; he was only three after all, and the sand was harder than what he was used to. But he was fascinated, and committed (though he didn't know the concept), and he worked hard to dig his hole. As Gerry dug, and the hole got a little deeper, the tide started coming in. Gerry dug, dug, dug, and the tide crept closer. Eventually, the water filled Gerry's hole. Undaunted by this setback, when the tide receded, Gerry cleared the water and kept digging. Unfortunately, and to Gerry, unfairly, the tide kept washing into his hole. It didn't matter how quickly he tried to clear it, he couldn't keep the water out of his hole. Pretty soon the tide overwhelmed Gerry's resolve and his hole. So Gerry got up, and left his hole behind. When Gerry got far enough away from the water, he turned around to look at his hole. He could still see it, but it was harder to identify. Eventually, as time went by, and the tide kept coming in, Gerry's hole disappeared completely. Gerry's hole was lost forever, and would never be seen again. We are like Gerry, but it's the progressive tide that keeps washing over our hole. Our hole is America; and the progressive tide is socialism. So we don't have the luxury of walking away from our hole. Because you see, if we do walk away, like Gerry's hole, the progressive tide will wash over it, and America will cease to exist. Keep shoveling America! We can not afford to lose our hole. The cost will be too great. And though many of us will get tired from the shoveling, there will be others to pick that shovel up when we need to rest. Fear not, just grab a shovel and dig in for as long as you can. Then rest, but be sure to come back to relieve someone else as soon as you can. Wake up America!

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