Once there lived an industrious squirrel, who spent the summer gathering nuts for the anticipated long winter. As winter approached, a flock of lazy, scavenging crows gathered at the squirrel’s tree in order to take advantage of his presumed generosity and share in his booty. Just when it looked like the crows would overwhelm the squirrel and take what they wanted, along came a fox to chase them away.
“Thanks”, said the squirrel, “What do I owe you for looking out for my interests?”
“Not much”, replied the fox “If you would just be so kind as to help me root out the subversive rodents in the forest, I’ll continue to protect you from those who would take more than their fair share.”
The deal seemed reasonable to the squirrel, who initially helped lead the fox to assorted rat holes and mouse nests. This made some of the squirrel’s neighbors a little uneasy. the chipmunk and the gopher, in particular, asked the squirrel “Who decides what constitutes a subversive rodent? Are you sure the fox can be trusted?”
“Of course, answered the squirrel, “The fox is our protector!”
Over time however, the definition of “subversive” extended to “all non-fox or nonfox-like” animals. The badger and the weasel were recruited as additional “protectors” because they were sufficiently foxlike to satisfy the dictum. But the forest was starting to look very different.
Not surprisingly, everyone was dressing up and acting like a fox. Fox-speak became the universal language, and no one dared question the benefits of the fox “lifestyle”. The rodents had all but disappeared, and now birds, reptiles, and even fish (who found it very difficult to be fox-like) were being consumed.
The squirrel knew something was amiss in the forest, but he wasn’t smart enough to figure out where he went wrong, so he set up a meeting between the fox and the wise owl, hoping the owl would set him straight.
“You see fox, began the owl “the forest is a diverse place with lots of different niches. A forest with all predators isn’t sustainable. Eventually, we’ll resort to turning on each other.”
“Turning on each other? repeated the fox. “Blasphemy!” he bellowed. And with that, he ate the owl.
Then he ate the squirrel.

Moral: Don't vote Republican. It's not worth it.

lol
thanks for the story. good one
so truth-life I felt guilty to laugh.

It's interesting that the Republican is represented here by a fox. Me thinks the squirrel represents FOX News viewers.