At 8 years old my parents were invited to a church friend’s home for a Sunday diner. They lived on a farm and had pigs and cows that roamed the woods. On the back porch they had a loaded pump BB-Gun lying on the floor which I picked up and took out into the woods. While on a walk through the woods I came upon a herd of pigs.
So as most adventuresome young boys would do, I decided to try out the BB-Gun and I shot a couple of them in the back side to which they began squeal. Then to my surprise they all turned around and started to run towards me, the source of their pain!!
The faster I ran, the faster they ran after me, until I saw a gray rotted stump of a cut down tree in the middle of a clearing and managed to hop on top.
The interesting thing was that these little pigs had a united front and surrounded me on the stump with their front legs propped up at the base of the tree. As I stood there the sun began to go down and it began to get dark in the woods. The hogs remained watching me intently with their wet snouts as they grunted at me.
Fear began to set in as I did not want to be eaten by the swine!!!!. As I looked at them I decided it was time to fight back. I took the end of the barrel and slowly stuck it into one of the nose of the most aggressive hog. As I squeezed the trigger he hog made a loud scream and ran off. Then I shot another and soon they all got the picture and ran off squealing and grunting together leaving me alone. I was then able to hop down off the stump and run back to the farm house just in time to leave for home.
Then one day i came ac cross this article about pigs that i could'nt help but take note of:There was a chemistry professor in a large college who had some exchange students in the class. One day while the class was in the lab, the professor noticed one young man, an exchange student, who kept rubbing his back and stretching as if his back hurt. The professor asked the young man what was the matter. The student told him he had a bullet lodged in his back. He had been shot while fighting Communists in his native country who were trying to overthrow his country's government and install a new Communist regime.
While telling his story, he looked at the professor and asked a strange question: "Do you know how to catch wild pigs?" The professor thought it was a joke and asked for the punch line. The young man said that it was no joke.
"You catch wild pigs by finding a suitable place in the woods and putting corn on the ground. The pigs find it and begin to come everyday to eat the free corn. When they are used to coming every day, you put a fence down one side of the place where they are used to coming.
"When they get used to the fence, they begin to eat the corn again and you put up another side of the fence. They get used to that and start to eat again. You continue until you have all four sides of the fence up with a gate in the last side. The pigs, used to the free corn, start to come through the gate to eat that free corn again. You then slam the gate on them and catch the whole herd.
"Suddenly the wild pigs have lost their freedom. They run around and around inside the fence, but they are trapped. Soon they go back to eating the free corn. They are so used to it that they have forgotten how to forage in the woods for themselves, so they accept their captivity."
The young man then told the professor that this is exactly what he sees happening in America. The government keeps pushing us toward Communism/Socialism and keeps spreading the free corn out in the form of programs such as supplemental income, tax credit for unearned income, tax exemptions, tobacco subsidies, dairy subsidies, payments not to plant crops (CRP), welfare, subsidized housing, school programs, medicine, drugs, etc. We continually lose our freedoms, just a little at a time.
We should always remember two truths: There is no such thing as a free lunch, and you can never hire someone to provide a service for you cheaper than you can do it yourself. If you see that all of this wonderful government 'help' is a problem confronting the future of freedom in America, you might want to send this on to your friends.
If you think the free ride is essential to your way of life, then you will probably ignore this post. Heaven help us when the gate slams shut!
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