Post by PatriotsUnite on Apr 7, 2004 19:14:05 GMT -5
Stay the Horse...
In a land far, far away, there were two boys that lived in different places and in different times. The first boy had a dream; he had heard of a theory that if one were to be able to catch and tame a horse to be rode, that one could attain unimaginable freedom to go to and fro. Free and unfettered by the distances that normally made such freedom of movement out of reach. He theorized that if he succeeded in doing this, that he could travel to other villages far away, to trade goods for those from his own. He had heard of others who had tried and had, had some success in the past, but those stories came from long, long ago. Still, the boy had a dream.
One day while speaking of this revolutionary concept with his friends, the boy decided to try it himself. Being a smart boy, he learned all he could about how to catch and tame these beasts from old books in the town library, and then started to organize the town's children to help him make the dream come true. Hearing of his plan, the boy's father became angry and forbade his son to fulfill his dream, fearing that once free to travel and trade in distant lands, that he would never see him again and would no longer have him to work and labor on his farm. However, when he turned 18, after much thought and prayer, he decided that it was his right to fulfill his dreams and set out to make them come true against his father's will. As one would imagine, there was a huge fight between father and son, but nonetheless he continued to chase after his dream.
After making much sacrifice, he and his friends set out with their plan. First, they had to find a place where horses roamed free so they could catch two; one male and one female (they must breed them if their dream is to succeed, they had so wisely thought). After many days of searching and returning home exhausted to face their angry fathers, the boys finally accomplished the first part of the plan. They had managed to catch two horses, one male and one female. From what they had learned from those tales of old, they knew that next they must tame these wild beasts, as they were unwilling to be sat upon and rode. And again, after much effort and learning along the way, they finally and eventually became proficient in how to to tame and ride these once wild beasts.
The boys were right about one thing if nothing else, they had stumbled upon a revolutionary concept that gave them much freedom and brought them success beyond their wildest dreams. Soon, other towns heard of what the boys had done, and then they themselves copied this new modern marvel of transportation, and soon the world that they knew of was ablaze with freedom, and prospered greatly in power, happiness and wealth.
In another land even farther away, there were a people who watched as this land of the tamed horses had prospered and changed. But they were fearful of what that meant to their society, for fear of change, so keep things just as they were, they outlawed the practice of riding horses. Generations passed, and the two societies grew farther and farther apart, not in distance, but in how they came to develop in the modern world.
Now eventually, a boy who ruled over the land of no horses became a tyrant, and was brutal and evil in the treatment of his people. He was afraid of the land of horses, as he feared he would loose his place as king if his people were to become so free. Many years had passed and in time, his people came to accept their fate... and simply lived there lives as best they could, none the wiser of any way but that of their wicked king.
Growing contemptuous over the growing power and wealth of his prosperous neighbors, the evil ruler decided to ruin and spoil things for the people in the land of horses.
Suddenly, he attacked!
But when he attacked, he didn't realize how strong and powerful the land of horses had become, and was surprised by their response.
Now being free to travel great distances freely, an advantage they clearly possessed, the armies of the land of horses began to retaliate and sacked the cities who had caused great harm and fear in their land. But instead of burning the conquered cities, they decided to give them horses, and teach them too, how to be free. It was their hope that their benevolence and technology that they so freely gave, would shine as a light to the other cities of the horseless land. Their intentions were noble, especially given that it in was in response for being attacked, but nonetheless they pressed on with the plan having great hope and expectations that they were doing the right thing.
Surprisingly, there were some who hated the freedom that the horses had brought to their cities, and they started to rebel. And since the people of the land without horses were so accustomed to being handled so brutally, for so many years... they became afraid, as they were considered the enemy of their own people, and even in other towns in their own land. But being much more advanced and wise, the new conquerors made a plan. It was a simple plan. But they knew if they just stayed the course, they would eventually be victorious.
The plan was to teach the newly conquered people of the land of no horses how to catch, and tame their own horses, to be a free as well! They knew that once they saw how much better, prosperous and free that they would become, that the idea would spread throughout the rest of the land... and peace and prosperity would then rule the entire world! Begrudgingly by some, and enthusiastically by most, the conquered people began their new life, with their benevolent rulers. They were promised that some day when they were ready and safe from their neighbors, that they would be set completely free, to live as they chose with the gift of a free and horsed society.
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This of course sound too simplistic to those who do not wish to believe the dynamics behind the satire of this modern parable. But for those who are intellectually honest with themselves, it is clear that this is the story of 9-11, and America's response.
Now imagine for a moment, that this were actually the case, and that in the land of horses there were rustics who despised the horses and sought to be free from the effects of their advanced society. Or in other words, those who wished to return to power in a wicked kingdom.
Now imagine even further, that a new idea emerged in the land of horses, one that sounded better than that of taming beasts for freedom. Because the land of the horses was a free land that allowed all ideas to freely be tried, and to either succeed or fail; the new idea was tried. But everywhere they tried it, it failed. Some angry that their "new" idea didn't work, became enemies within their own land, the land of horses, and began to rejoice at every difficulty their own people encountered when trying to implement the plan in the land without horses.
Now hopefully, you socialists will now understand why we think you are ungrateful, unpatriotic and mean spirited, the next time you wring your hands with pleasure at every small and temporary defeat in Afghanistan or Iraq... when all we have to do to win, is stay the course!
www.patriotsunite.com/commentary/the_course.htm
In a land far, far away, there were two boys that lived in different places and in different times. The first boy had a dream; he had heard of a theory that if one were to be able to catch and tame a horse to be rode, that one could attain unimaginable freedom to go to and fro. Free and unfettered by the distances that normally made such freedom of movement out of reach. He theorized that if he succeeded in doing this, that he could travel to other villages far away, to trade goods for those from his own. He had heard of others who had tried and had, had some success in the past, but those stories came from long, long ago. Still, the boy had a dream.
One day while speaking of this revolutionary concept with his friends, the boy decided to try it himself. Being a smart boy, he learned all he could about how to catch and tame these beasts from old books in the town library, and then started to organize the town's children to help him make the dream come true. Hearing of his plan, the boy's father became angry and forbade his son to fulfill his dream, fearing that once free to travel and trade in distant lands, that he would never see him again and would no longer have him to work and labor on his farm. However, when he turned 18, after much thought and prayer, he decided that it was his right to fulfill his dreams and set out to make them come true against his father's will. As one would imagine, there was a huge fight between father and son, but nonetheless he continued to chase after his dream.
After making much sacrifice, he and his friends set out with their plan. First, they had to find a place where horses roamed free so they could catch two; one male and one female (they must breed them if their dream is to succeed, they had so wisely thought). After many days of searching and returning home exhausted to face their angry fathers, the boys finally accomplished the first part of the plan. They had managed to catch two horses, one male and one female. From what they had learned from those tales of old, they knew that next they must tame these wild beasts, as they were unwilling to be sat upon and rode. And again, after much effort and learning along the way, they finally and eventually became proficient in how to to tame and ride these once wild beasts.
The boys were right about one thing if nothing else, they had stumbled upon a revolutionary concept that gave them much freedom and brought them success beyond their wildest dreams. Soon, other towns heard of what the boys had done, and then they themselves copied this new modern marvel of transportation, and soon the world that they knew of was ablaze with freedom, and prospered greatly in power, happiness and wealth.
In another land even farther away, there were a people who watched as this land of the tamed horses had prospered and changed. But they were fearful of what that meant to their society, for fear of change, so keep things just as they were, they outlawed the practice of riding horses. Generations passed, and the two societies grew farther and farther apart, not in distance, but in how they came to develop in the modern world.
Now eventually, a boy who ruled over the land of no horses became a tyrant, and was brutal and evil in the treatment of his people. He was afraid of the land of horses, as he feared he would loose his place as king if his people were to become so free. Many years had passed and in time, his people came to accept their fate... and simply lived there lives as best they could, none the wiser of any way but that of their wicked king.
Growing contemptuous over the growing power and wealth of his prosperous neighbors, the evil ruler decided to ruin and spoil things for the people in the land of horses.
Suddenly, he attacked!
But when he attacked, he didn't realize how strong and powerful the land of horses had become, and was surprised by their response.
Now being free to travel great distances freely, an advantage they clearly possessed, the armies of the land of horses began to retaliate and sacked the cities who had caused great harm and fear in their land. But instead of burning the conquered cities, they decided to give them horses, and teach them too, how to be free. It was their hope that their benevolence and technology that they so freely gave, would shine as a light to the other cities of the horseless land. Their intentions were noble, especially given that it in was in response for being attacked, but nonetheless they pressed on with the plan having great hope and expectations that they were doing the right thing.
Surprisingly, there were some who hated the freedom that the horses had brought to their cities, and they started to rebel. And since the people of the land without horses were so accustomed to being handled so brutally, for so many years... they became afraid, as they were considered the enemy of their own people, and even in other towns in their own land. But being much more advanced and wise, the new conquerors made a plan. It was a simple plan. But they knew if they just stayed the course, they would eventually be victorious.
The plan was to teach the newly conquered people of the land of no horses how to catch, and tame their own horses, to be a free as well! They knew that once they saw how much better, prosperous and free that they would become, that the idea would spread throughout the rest of the land... and peace and prosperity would then rule the entire world! Begrudgingly by some, and enthusiastically by most, the conquered people began their new life, with their benevolent rulers. They were promised that some day when they were ready and safe from their neighbors, that they would be set completely free, to live as they chose with the gift of a free and horsed society.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
This of course sound too simplistic to those who do not wish to believe the dynamics behind the satire of this modern parable. But for those who are intellectually honest with themselves, it is clear that this is the story of 9-11, and America's response.
Now imagine for a moment, that this were actually the case, and that in the land of horses there were rustics who despised the horses and sought to be free from the effects of their advanced society. Or in other words, those who wished to return to power in a wicked kingdom.
Now imagine even further, that a new idea emerged in the land of horses, one that sounded better than that of taming beasts for freedom. Because the land of the horses was a free land that allowed all ideas to freely be tried, and to either succeed or fail; the new idea was tried. But everywhere they tried it, it failed. Some angry that their "new" idea didn't work, became enemies within their own land, the land of horses, and began to rejoice at every difficulty their own people encountered when trying to implement the plan in the land without horses.
Now hopefully, you socialists will now understand why we think you are ungrateful, unpatriotic and mean spirited, the next time you wring your hands with pleasure at every small and temporary defeat in Afghanistan or Iraq... when all we have to do to win, is stay the course!
www.patriotsunite.com/commentary/the_course.htm