Of Geese and Politicians

When I visited my 92-year-old dad last week, he told me the story of a barnyard goose he used to have.  Actually, Dad had had a whole flock of geese before a pack of dogs got them.  Only the one survived.  Dad had other animals, too—including two big steers.  Those two fellows lived in Dad’s far pasture, beyond the goose pond. 

For a while the one goose moped around the front door until my mom chased it off with a broom.  Then it waddled down to the pasture to watch the steers.  At first the goose kept its distance, but gradually it moved in closer and closer.  As the weather grew cold, the shivering goose squeezed its way in between the two steers and warmed its feather.  It rather liked it there, so that became its regular sleeping spot.  When the steers came down from the field for their dinner, they always walked one behind the other.  The goose took to waddling along between them.  On particularly lazy days, it flew up and rode on a sturdy steer back.  After a year or so, the goose totally forgot what it was and assumed it was another strong steer.

It occurred to me that politicians today are a lot like that goose.  They yak on and on, but which of them truly believes what?  I wonder if even they know any more. 

Only with politicians, the change seems reversed.  The once solid steers are quickly becoming flapping, honking geese.

Ninety eight percent of the adults in this country are decent, hardworking, honest Americans. It’s the other lousy two percent that get all the publicity. But then, we elected them.
Lily Tomlin


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