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I have to go fill 36 water balloons for a Lughnasadh picnic. (Sigh, yes, always the church lady!) So today I'm going to dish out a few analogies, and if I miss any, please provide! My comments column is getting livelier, and I really appreciate that.
1. George Bush and fellow "pro-life" Republicans vetoing a bill that would provide nationalized health care to all American children...
is like
Raising goldfish to feed to a snapping turtle.
2. Global warming ...
is like
locking the barn after the horse is free, because you don't think there was a horse in there anyway, but maybe there was.
3. Bridges falling down on major metropolitan highways while carrying on a war in Iraq...
is like
Going hungry so you can make the monthly payment on your BMW.
4. Throwing gallons of water onto perfect grassy lawns...
is like
pissing in the sand.
5. Fighting Islamic terrorists by invading Iraq...
is like
burning your house down because you found cockroaches in the kitchen.
Thanks to Cy for our trademark "Eyeball Vulture."
5 comments:
6. Raising teenagers...
is like
nailing Jell-o to a tree.
I hate cockroaches like practically nothing else on earth. Can I have an exemption on #5? *grin*
3. Bridges falling down on major metropolitan highways while carrying on a war in Iraq...
is like
Going hungry so you can make the monthly payment on your BMW.
Hey! We're really good at that over here!
We live in shacks made of scrap corrugated iron while we drive a late-model BMW.
Love,
Terri in Joburg
I know that balloons are fun, but is making them and discarding them really environmentally a sound practice?
It just seems to me like soap bubbles are a more sane answer to having some fun. Not that I'm saying that I'm sane mind you. Neither last very long, but I'm sure that soap bubbles cause less harm to the planet.
And for just a few bucks I can make maybe millions of bubbles, but just a few balloons.
I will ask you to at least think about it if you really love this planet. Hugs.
We picked up the spent rubbers (I was thinking of Dubya the whole time.) We also had bubbles. When you set a bunch of Druids loose in a picnic area, it's going to look better after the picnic than it did before. We even pick up the cigarette butts, and no one smokes.
We left the asparagus spears behind. They were our spears for the spear chuck. We figured some critter would eat them.
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