Hey Everyone!
I just thought I'd share something that might help break down the choices in the upcoming election. Since we're all going to have to make a decision, we need to take a look at what our choices are. And, sometimes, metaphors help to clarify things. It does for me, anyway. Hope it helps you too. Peace!
You're on a plane, and the flight attendant comes by with their cart offering you a meal. You ask what your choices are, and they tell you a shit sandwich or a shit sandwich with a little glitter sprinkled on top.
"What?!?!" You exclaim. "Isn't there anything else?"
The flight attendant sadly shakes their head and explains they had almost packed along a nice pastrami on rye as an option, but too many people thought the mustard was too spicy and were afraid the caraway seeds looked too much like bugs, and that other people might not want to order something with rye bread. Also, the airline company had spent months bombarding everyone involved with messages about how harmful pastrami is. The messages were all lies, but people were stupid enough to believe them. So, now, the options are shit or glittery shit.
"Well," you say, "I'm just not going to ask for either. I'm not that hungry."
The flight attendant shrugs and tells you that you can refuse to choose between shit and glittery shit, but you'll still end up with one or the other. You do have the option of requesting a nice, healthy salad. You won't get it, but you can ask.
If you do ask for the salad, there's a chance they might start carrying it on the next flight, or maybe the flight after that. But you won't get it on this flight. Also, if you do ask for the salad, everyone else on the flight will yell at you for not being satisfied with whatever version of shit they prefer. Because if you don't agree with them, they might end up getting stuck with the other version of shit. Since it's all just shit, it doesn't really matter, but the passengers on the flight are all really invested in whether or not they get glitter with their shit. But if you just order shit like everyone else, the airline company will decide that means that everyone is happy enough with shit, and they'll never offer anything else.
So, what do you do? Refuse to ask for anything and get shit? Ask for a version of shit to make other people happy? Or order the salad, get yelled at, still get shit this time, but at least have the possibility of maybe not being served shit at some point in the future? The choice is yours.
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