Cattle live in pastures, peacefully chewing their cud, dining on the plentiful
grasses, placing their cow pies artfully throughout the spacious fields. The
"circle of life" rolls on.
Universities are like pastures. Peaceful, bucolic places. Plenty of space for
a few bulls and cows to nurture young minds and drop a few cow pies without
affecting anyone but the students.
But the halls of congress, the state houses, and the city halls are like dairy
farms...pastures on steroids. You don't want to live downwind from them.
People don't want to live in pastures or dairy farms. Even farmers keep their
homes and yards separate from their pastures. Nobody wants to fertilize
their front yard with cow pies.
Politicians are like cattle raised in pastures, whose unfortunate ultimate
goal is to live in a dairy farm, where they can pass their wisdom and life
choices down to the rest of the country.
Only politicians are attracted to dairy farms, becoming "nose-blind" to
their surroundings...unaware that what they drop behind in huge, open-air
pastures (without affecting anyone adversely), can stink to high heaven
when they drop it in everyone's front yard all at once.
When you're a bull or cow, and your life choice is to force your bullshit
down on others, perhaps it's time to send you back to the pasture, where
you belong.
