Posted on 09/24/2011 9:56:30 PM PDT by tsowellfan
Catching Wild Pigs?
There was a chemistry professor in a large college that had some exchange students in the class. One day while the class was in the lab, the Prof noticed one young man, an exchange student, who kept rubbing his back and stretching as if his back hurt.
The professor asked the young man what was the matter.
The student told him he had a bullet lodged in his back. He had been shot while fighting communists in his native country who were trying to overthrow his country’s government and install a new communist regime.
In the midst of his story, he looked at the professor and asked a strange question. He asked: “Do you know how to catch wild pigs?”
The professor thought it was a joke and asked for the punch line. The young man said that it was no joke.
“You catch wild pigs by finding a suitable place in the woods and putting corn on the ground. The pigs find it and begin to come everyday to eat the free corn. When they are used to coming every day, you put a fence down one side of the place where they are used to coming.
When they get used to the fence, they begin to eat the corn again and you put up another side of the fence.
They get used to that and start to eat again. You continue until you have all four sides of the fence up with a gate in the last side.
The pigs, which are used to the free corn, start to come through the gate to eat that free corn again.
You then slam the gate on them and catch the whole herd. Suddenly the wild pigs have lost their freedom.
They run around and around inside the fence, but they are caught.
Soon they go back to eating the free corn. They are so used to it that they have forgotten how to forage in the woods for themselves, so they accept their captivity.”
The young man then told the professor that is exactly what he sees happening in America.
The government keeps pushing us toward Communism/Socialism and keeps spreading the free corn out in the form of programs such as supplemental income, tax credit for unearned income, tax exemptions, tobacco subsidies, dairy subsidies, payments not to plant crops (CRP), welfare, medicine, drugs, etc. while we continually lose our freedoms, just a little at a time.
One should always remember two truths:
1) There is no such thing as a free lunch, someone is paying for it
2) and when you begin to think that having your government provide for you and make your decisions is ok, realize that you’ve also given up the freedom that goes with making your own choices.
If you see that all of this wonderful government ‘help’ is a problem confronting the future of democracy in America, you might want to share this with your friends.
If you think the ‘free ride’ is essential to your way of life, then you will probably ignore this.
But God help you when the gate slams shut!
/johnny
That’s a great truth in the form of a story.
Chilling. Scary isn’t it.
The student later faced expulsion, until he appeared before a student advisory panel, confessed his evil thoughts, and did 100 hours of community service at a pig diversity farm.
This is a really good parable.
I live on 8 acres of land that teems with wildlife and socialist deer. Because of the drought I have been feeding them corn. They were looking pretty bad but now are in fine health due to my corn.
Yesterday I ran out of corn and they missed their feeding for 1 day until I purchased some more corn. The day that I did not have corn they were walking up to the house (less than 10 feet from me) and giving me this look of WHERE THE HELL IS THE CORN? Due to their "community organizer skills" I quickly succumbed to their demands and bought and distributed more largess to the herd.
My freezer is almost empty of venison. November will be a real bitch of a month for the fattest does in the socialist herd.
I no longer hunt as the joy of killing left me some years ago. I have absolutely no problem with hunters and I do love venison. My neighbor comes over and "harvests" a few does for us. He even field dresses them and I take them to the processor for butchering and processing.
All the above is really true. It is also true that socialism may kill you if you are dependent on it.
PS Deer Jerky is fantastic and deer sausage is the best. However, deer meat is incredible lean. To make sausage it is best to mix in some beef fat, otherwise it is too dry.
For hamburgers I use 50% ground deer meat and 50% ground beef with a fat ration of 80/20. I cook them very close to a hot bed of oak coals until they are seared but are still red on the inside. I then place them away from the coals but still in the cooker and let the heat and smoke finish cooking them. It is the worlds best hamburger.
The only true “free range” livestock is a wild animal that was hunted down and shot.
Sounds good! I had a double buffalo burger today. Very lean also.
I would like to see Glenn Beck re-tell this story on his chalk boards.
Like he did with the progressive ranchers and bernays.
More important than becoming aware of the slow frog boil aspect of this story is the understanding of the root cause of the incremental imprisonment which is the Tax Code permitted by the 16th Amendment of the United States, an amendment that has nothing to do with rights of the individual.
Study Study Study and Ask Questions:
http://www.fairtax.org/site/PageServer?pagename=about_faq
Reading this story reminded me of a squirrel a neighbor had been feeding.
One morning she ran out of food and had left a bare feeder. That little squirrel actually got down on the deck, marched over to the window and began tapping on the glass to get attention.
“FEED ME NOW!”
My mom thought it was hysterical.
“That little squirrel actually got down on the deck, marched over to the window and began tapping on the glass to get attention.”
LOL! That’s how I tamed a very feral little cat one time. She started out very wild, living in a parking lot by an office building. I couldn’t look her in the eye or she would bolt. Just like a true wild animal. She was terribly thin, so I started leaving her food every afternoon. One afternoon I was about an hour late ... and when I arrived, she marched out of the bushes, not only looked me right in the eye but glared, and said, “Meee-OW!” (Meaning, where the hell is my dinner?)
That was the beginning of our connection ... took me a year after that to tame her, but she became the sweetest little companion I ever had. For 12 years she rode around on Mama’s shoulder. I still miss my little Georgina so much.
So ... that is a happy story ... but what self-respecting human wants to be a tamed kitty riding around on someone’s shoulder? Hm?
That is exactly what is happening in our valley.
The deer disappeared last spring and hung out by the river.
Two weeks ago, I start seeing deer. It took me a couple of days to figure out why they’re coming back, but it’s simple really. The hunters have put up their feeders and the deer have come back. Corn feeders and even watering troughs and salt licks.
The deer are happily leaving the safety of the river and walking right into the hunter’s traps.
It’s a good parable.
“...but what self-respecting human wants to be a tamed kitty riding around on someone’s shoulder? Hm?”
Exactly!
(Note: I have eight cats; one is a rescue from a parking lot, too.)
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