Take A Gander At The Geese

QUACK
QUACK

Sound familiar? I have been hearing it more and more lately. As the slumbering giant slowly stirs to life, it is rolling over on top of the happy little geese who have all fallen in behind one another to waddle, waddle down the road. Now, however, they are getting squished, poked and prodded and they do not like it.

Teabaggers.
Radicals.
Extremists.

All of these kooks are showing up in droves to the offices of elected leaders, to townhall meetings and planned protests. Their voices are getting collectively louder and the geese cannot understand what is happening. So, like all wild animals they revert to what they know best: Quacking loudly, flapping their wings and running around in an effort to scare the enemy away.

Unfortunatlely, it is to late. Their precious Global Warming, in the form of a runaway government, massive deficit spending and continued ignoring of the people has begun an irreversible thaw. The frozen, silent majority is no more.

We stood by as the geese incessantly quacked about President Bush. We sat idle, disliking but accepting the freedom of speech, as the geese slandered, made fun of and attacked the former president for eight straight years.

Now, the shoe is on the other foot. If you cannot stand the heat, too damn bad. It is our turn in the barnyard. Make way. Real America coming through.

Quack.

The revolution is at hand. Will you be a leader or a follower?