Country needs to give Donald Trump a chance
I find it fascinating to contemplate similarities and differences between animals and humans.
For instance, my ducks, it seems, love to hear me sing. Every morning, I empty the duck’s swimming pool and fill it with fresh water. As the pool fills, I wash that morning’s duck eggs and sing or speak softly to the ducks which gather around to ensure that I am preparing their day’s essentials per their strict standards. They gather to certify that all is just ducky.
I get their rapt attention, not quite so much when I talk, but when I sing, hum or whistle. If I get musical, heads pop up, eyes rivet in fascination, and not a feather moves until I am finished with the tune. I dare say that with my non-feathered friends, it is not always the same.
Some folks ignore me when I am speaking, talking over me and some even fall asleep. As for my singing, after a recent rendition of our little choir (I sing the base part) someone came up to a group of us while we were chatting and complimented the choir, but added that the choir needed a base. I thought, “What am I, chopped liver?” Oh well, my ducks appreciate my singing.
So much for differences between humans and animals. My male guinea, however, suggests a possible similarity. This spring a fox assassinated my guinea hen, leaving just the male to wander alone. As I have related before, throughout the day one could see the two guineas, side by side, traversing our property, giving rapt attention to their mutual conversation.
Now that Mr. Guinea is alone, he spends his whole day abroad, entertaining strangers somewhere in town. He comes home only to roost and eat breakfast. Lovingly, I built him a house and I put out food for him, but every morning he eats and runs. I am beginning to think that he is taking advantage. Come to think of it, there are those not clad in feathers that do the same thing to people around them: take advantage, that is.
In fact, there are many similarities between animals and humans. For example, animals of many different brands tend to pick on the weak or struggling among them. Last week I was watching an animal rescue program on television during which a lady rescued a crippled Mallard duck from a pond because other ducks were abusing it.
Like animals, some people tend to abuse those among them who are downtrodden. Yes, there are some noble folks who make valiant efforts to give a helping hand to the less fortunate, but many are the helpless who are simply ground beneath the heel of those who are stronger than they. In the wild, instinct drives certain animals to cull out the weak so the group remains strong and able to hunt. What is our excuse?
Day after day, I watch as critics jump onto the monkey pile beneath which President Trump struggles to lead our nation away from the brink of disaster. I wish someone could rescue him as that lady rescued the Mallard. I hear great commotion and many concerns about possible breaches of conduct between President Trump and Russia. “Impeach him?” Really?
I do not hear much about 70 percent fewer incursions of our southern border. That means less terrorist danger and fewer drugs to poison our youth. What an amazing concept: keep the bad guys out.
The stock market is up and may stay up if we stop picking on our leaders. Businesses are beginning to see some parting of the clouds. Perhaps we will see an uptick in our persistently stagnant GNP. Instead of wasting energy and political capital attempting to cripple our inexperienced government, perhaps we might conduct ourselves in a fashion more noble than certain beasts in the wild. We are all Americans! What hurts our government hurts us all.
By the way, the veterinarian put a pin in the Mallard’s leg and it recuperated. Once more the children enjoy watching him swim happily in his pond. What was good for the duck was good for all the children. Like him or not, success for Trump is success for us all.