Thursday, August 11, 2011
A "Redneck" Parable
Recent events reminded me of a story, or parable, I read when I was young. It goes something like this:
A swallow is flying through a wintery day, until, finally, it is frozen. It can fly no more, and drops to the ground in a cow pasture. A cow walks by and craps. The steaming turd, coating the swallow. The swallow, rejuvenated by the heat of the manure, sticks it's head out of the pile, and begins to sing. The barnyard cat, upon hearing the bird's song, pounces on the pile; uncovers the bird; and eats it.
There are THREE morals to this story:
1) The person who drops a steaming pile of crap on your head is not, necessarily, your enemy.
2) The person who digs you out of a steaming pile of crap is not, necessarily, your friend.
3) When you are warm, and happy, in a steaming pile of crap, FOR GOD'S SAKE, DO NOT OPEN YOUR MOUTH!
A swallow is flying through a wintery day, until, finally, it is frozen. It can fly no more, and drops to the ground in a cow pasture. A cow walks by and craps. The steaming turd, coating the swallow. The swallow, rejuvenated by the heat of the manure, sticks it's head out of the pile, and begins to sing. The barnyard cat, upon hearing the bird's song, pounces on the pile; uncovers the bird; and eats it.
There are THREE morals to this story:
1) The person who drops a steaming pile of crap on your head is not, necessarily, your enemy.
2) The person who digs you out of a steaming pile of crap is not, necessarily, your friend.
3) When you are warm, and happy, in a steaming pile of crap, FOR GOD'S SAKE, DO NOT OPEN YOUR MOUTH!
