The plight of Boxer

For those of you who don’t remember Animal Farm, Boxer is a huge draught horse, who is the symbol for the “common man”. A kind and powerful animal, with only his country’s best interests at heart.

If you haven’t read the story, you should. If you have, you should refamiliarize yourself with it.

The main differences, of course, between capitalism and communism are that in capitalism Boxer had better options.

But in the long run, Boxer’s plight never changes. Sure, he CAN better himself etc. in capitalism, but he lacks the ability.

So for Boxer, all there is, is work. And a determination to work harder, if that’s what it takes, to help his country succeed.

There may be a few Napoleons among my readers, but in the main, I think, we can all side with Boxer. In whichever system of government we get, the burden of the greater part of our society rests squarely upon our shoulders. Sure, General Motors may pay more taxes, but it is my widow’s mite that strains me hardest. And the apparatchiks in either camp are ever anxious to place more burden on us, until, like Boxer, we are rendered to glue.

“I must work harder” indeed.

Dontcha hate it

when you sit down to take a crap, and the edge of your foreskin catches on the edge of the toilet seat, and you start pissing without knowing that, and the piss stream is directed between the seat and the bowl, and you spray piss all over your pants before you know it?

Not that that ever happens to me.

Damn.

Just figured out why it’s so farging cold.

Hillary is in spitting distance of the reins of power of the greatest nation on earth.

That much power must be making even HER horny.

SHe’s unclamped that viselike pair of legs of hers, and the frigidity thus unleashed is changing the very weather.

Al Gore should send her a check.

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