Our thirtieth Sunday outpouring of sanctimony and self-righteous morality to be taken as seriously as the SNP cabinet’s universal pension pot culture
IN A Whollyrude field one summer’s day an SNP Grasshopper was hopping about, chirping and singing to it’s heart content.
A Labouring Ant passed by, bearing along with great toil an ear of corn dhe was taking to the nest.
“Why not come and chat with me,” said the Grasshopper, “instead of toiling and moiling in that way?”
“I am helping to lay up food for the winter,” said the Ant. “and recommend you do the same.”
“Why bother about winter?” said the Grasshopper, we have got plenty of food at present, and if I can get my hands on the levers of power we will have even more.”
But the ant went on its way and continued its toil.
When the winter came the Grasshopper had no food and found itself dying of hunger, while it saw the ants distributing every day corn and grain from the stores they had collected in the summer.
Then the Grasshopper knew:
It is best to prepare for the days of necessity.
Analysis: Bus passes, prescriptions, personal care, University tuition fees, free methadone etc. are all food for the voting electorate. The question that has to be asked is: “Will the SNP summer last till Autumn 2014?” Or will they have starved themselves of manoeuvering room before the big day? Answers on a Freedom of Misinformation denial form to – well you know the rest of the overdone joke by now.
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