12/10/08 f.g. (B1)

We The People, We The Cows!
From book: KING MAX OF AMERICA
Page: 104
Excerpt from Chapter 6 – THE INDIVIDUAL, PARTNERSHIP, AND LIBERTY


Max pointed to outside somewhere, and then he continued.

“On the way here this morning, you might have noticed the herd of
cows in the pasture. What magnificent animals. And how easy it is to
control them. You simply put a fence around them so they can’t escape.
And better yet, you electrically charge the fence, so if a cow touches the
wire, it gets shocked. And as long as you put up that fence in an area
where the cows have grass to eat, they are happy cows. And they even let
you milk them. Everyone who still believes and follows our Big Boys, in
effect, is like such a cow. As long as you stay away from their electrically
charged fence, and as long as you don’t complain about the quality of the
grass, or the lack of grass, for that matter, and produce milk and willingly
let them milk you day in and day out, you are in good shape. And you can
be a happy cow.

“We the people. We the people. The very first words in a document
that many consider to be one of the greatest, if not the greatest document,
ever conceived. Our American Constitution begins with these famous three
words. For many of us, now might be a good time to give this document
another look and understand what that document meant then when it came
into existence, and what it means today, two hundred and twenty years later.
We the people!

“We the cows! How does that sound? We the cows. The Big Boys
milking you how does that feel? The Big Boys putting you out to pastures
where the grass gets scarcer and scarcer, how does your stomach feel? Does
your stomach growl? Please understand it’s not that there isn’t plenty of rich,
juicy green grass around. Oh no. There are huge tracks of land in our country
that are some of the most fertile pastures on earth. Unfortunately, that part of
the American landscape simply is off limits to you, the cow, of course. Why?
Silly you. You don’t know? That’s where the Big Boys keep their mansions, play
golf, and build their second, third, and forth vacation homes. That’s where the
Big Boys shoot quail, and maybe you haven’t heard, occasionally, shoot each
other in the ass.”