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The Sheep and The Shepherd

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posted on Mar, 14 2008 @ 06:17 PM
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Once upon a time there was a very large flock of sheep that live in a magical land of milk and honey called America. Their shepherd was called Uncle Sam, and he was a kindly man that took very good care of his flock.

He made sure they had plenty of grass to eat,water to drink, and he protected them from all predators. This arrangement went on for years and the flock grew large, prosperous, and complacent.They all loved their Uncle Sam dearly, and couldn't imagine what life would be like without him.

But as the years passed, Uncle Sam grew old and gray. His eyesight was no longer as sharp as it once was, his step was not as sure, and he got frequent headaches from the constant bleating of his beloved sheep. Uncle Sam knew his days as a shepherd were coming to an end, and searched and searched for a way to assure the continued prosperity of his flock when he was gone.

Unfortunately Uncle Sam could find nobody that seemed to care about his flock as much as he did. Well, the years continued to pass until one day kindly,old Uncle Sam died in his sleep while doing what he loved best, caring for his sheep.

Eventually, his flock was sold off to a new shepherd who did not care for them as Uncle Sam did, he only thought of the profit that could be had from the rendering of their flesh and the shearing of their wool. First he sold off all the milk, then he sold off all the honey, and finally part of their grazing lands as well.

When they sheep cried over their lack of food he said: If you have not grass to eat, then let you eat hay. Foolishly the sheep thought he meant he would provide them with the hay, but that was not to be. He didn't care if they had enough to eat or drink, and did little protect them from predators, so the predator attacks became more and more frequent.

Their pastures were smaller now, and their flight zones were decreased to the point they had nowhere to run.All the rams had grown fat and lazy, the ewes were content to wander about aimlessly, and the outliers who in the days before Uncle Sam would give the warning as danger approached had grew few in number. Uncle Sam had taken care of them for so long and so well that they forgot how to do things for themselves.

As the months went by their numbers grew smaller and smaller. Then it came,the Spring slaughter. All the sheep who remained were sheared of their wool, and slaughtered for their flesh. The once great flock was no more..




[edit on 3/14/08 by LLoyd45]




posted on Mar, 14 2008 @ 07:04 PM
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[QUOTE] First he sold off all the milk, then he sold off all the honey [/QUOTE]

Do sheep produce honey? Or have any need for it?

Why would selling one's honey be detrimental to one's sheep on any level?


That Uncle Sam guy sounded a bit dodgy, anyway.



[edit on 14-3-2008 by granny smith]



posted on Mar, 14 2008 @ 07:19 PM
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It's a metaphor. Although Sheep don't produce honey they do make excellent chops, stews, and woolen items.



posted on Mar, 14 2008 @ 08:06 PM
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Why not break away from the crowd, stop being a sheep all your life. Do something different, break away from the normal. Yer its been great for years, now its not get used to it, embrance change and move on.



posted on Mar, 15 2008 @ 10:51 AM
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Originally posted by LLoyd45
reply to post by granny smith
 
It's a metaphor. Although Sheep don't produce honey they do make excellent chops, stews, and woolen items.


(Lol but a metaphor with no analogue in reality other than 'the shepherd sold off something that the sheep didn't need'). Hey, I don't want to turn into Dr Picky here - I expected more replies to your post and my comment was meant with a wink.

I agree about Bush but wouldn't group all other previous presidents as a collective 'Uncle Sam' benevolently pursuing the interests of their flock : it's always been about a few very powerful people trying to get as much 'mutton' or 'wool' with the least care.

It's called 'capitalism'.

Thanks for not getting upset at my initial pedantry.


[edit on 15-3-2008 by granny smith]



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