Not nearly so congenial as this.
It seems that the Republican National Committee took 150,000 of your dollars and blew them on clothing for Sarah Palin. That’s right. In one month, they spent four-and-a-half years worth ofmedian individual incomes (for adults over age 25). That’s four-and-a-halfyears. If you’re a small-time donor, someone who just earns near the median (or less) national income–let’s say, for the sake of argument, that you’re a plumber named Joe–yet you felt strongly motivated by whatever reason to send twenty, thirty, or a hundred of your hard-earned bucks to the RNC, they stole from you. That’s right. They took your money to buy lavish outfits for someone who already had plenty of clothing. You’d have to work for half a decade to make that much money, and that’s before taxes. So, you know all those things you’d like to do? Build a deck, go to the dentist to get those teeth fixed, buy your wife some nice jewelry and take a vacation with her, save some money for your kids so they can go to college–all those things? The RNC just pissed all over your dreams. They took your money and went on a shopping spree that would embarrass Oprah.
They. Stole. From. You.
And why did they steal from you?Because that’s what they do. They take from many people who have little, and give it to a few people who have lots.
I refer you to the fable of the scorpion and the frog (often misattributed to Aesop). You’re probably familiar with it, but I’ll type up my own version here.
A scorpion needed to cross a flooded river–the heavy rains that had swollen the river had also inundated its home, and it had to leave or die. He spotted a frog nearby, and called out to the frog in hopes of hitching a ride across the stream. The frog refused, saying that the scorpion would surely sting and kill him. The scorpion dismissed that concern, pointing out that, if he did as the frog feared, he would drown in the river. The frog then said that the scorpion would sting him after the frog had carried the scorpion across the river. The scorpion claimed that he would never be that ungrateful. So, reluctantly, the frog swam over to the scorpion, and let the arachnid clamber on his back. The unlikely pair set off to cross the river. Mid-stream, the frog felt a sharp, stabbing pain in his back. He looked back and saw the scorpion pulling its stinger out.
“You fool!” The frog said as the poison started to paralyze his muscles. “You’ve killed us both! Why would you do such a thing?”
The scorpion shrugged his pincers as the water began to lap over the frog’s back. “You knew what I was when you let me climb aboard your back,” he said. “I’m a scorpion. It’s my nature.”
And they both sank into the water.
Yeah, that’s like the Republicans. It’s their nature to steal. They just can’t help it.
I wonder how much thatgod-awful scarf cost?