Wednesday, November 4, 2009

It's a Trap!



Here is a photo that one of my most avid of Followers contributed. It goes to show the vast resources the Thought Dock draws from, and I sort though it all.

It's not that I was ever a Bush II fan, but it's more that I despise MacDaddy, the self proclaimed messiah of the world.

Now, yesterday I drifting back to my memories from Those Days on the Right Coast in Brooklyn. Aside from playing stick ball in the street with some poor kids (the rich ones had real bats and mitts and played organized ball in the parks), I also remember crabbing in Sheepshead Bay.

Now, the rich ones had store bought crab traps that were very elaborate, and the regular folk made their own from the likes of an old bicycle wheel. But, my dad showed me that even the poor kids could catch a rich man's dinner even without a real trap.

He taught us to tie a chicken neck, with a weight, onto the end of a light rope which we always could find somewhere along the beach. We'd then throw the bait off the dock and wait. Wait until the slack in the rope began to tighten, which meant that a crab was walking off with the chicken. Then we'd slowly pull in the rope, with the crab clinging to his prize. Unlike a fish on a barbed hook who couldn't get away, the craps were had only because of their greed. So greedy that, even though they could simply let go and return to freedom, they didn't. Most just hung on all the way right into my bucket and on to the dinner table. But some did let go at the last moment and lived at least another day.

Think about it. Here's a crab at the bottom of the bay just hanging out, when a chunk of chicken lands next to him. Wow, he thinks. He knows chickens don't belong in the sea, but he could care less. After all, it was free, it was easy pickings, and it looked yummy, so he grabs it. And, with the exception of a few that get smart at the last moment and let go, they end up on a poor man's plate at dinner.

Sounds a familiar tune for me. That is exactly what the MacDaddy did to most of the American people a year ago. Like Adolph, Saddam, Fidel, and some others, they rose to power by promising the people something for free. Lower taxes, socialized medicine, create jobs, rebuild a nation, and change you can believe in, were all his campaign. And you fell for it.

We, like those stupid crabs, are on our way to the MacDaddy's dinner plate. But, it is not too late. Let go now at this last minute and live on for another day!

You see, lessons learned in Those Days, are very relevant to these days at the Thought Dock.
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1 comment:

  1. I remember crabbing at its best in Maryland. catch up a batch, have mom cook 'em, and eat until there was no more. mmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmmm

    beats lobster any day.

    course just going camping was an exotic vacation.....

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