Do not cast your pearls before swine is straight out of the bible. It follows with shake the dust off your feet and move on. This of course is a metaphorical statement that can translate into a variety of things.
Such as you can’t reason with a closed mind. Don’t waste your time talking to those who won’t listen. You can’t teach Einstein’s theory to the village idiots. Don’t try and tell someone raging about a thorn in their foot how to get it out, they would rather just rage about it, and will turn on you for trying to help them. And finally one could say, putting ones foot in ones mouth at an imprudent time can be hazardous to ones health.
Being truthful and right doe’s not always prevail in ones favor. So if you are looking at a crowd of swine, don’t holler sooey and invite the crowd to dine on you.
All that rhetoric having been tossed out for your reading pleasure, we will now get to the story. Enter one Jonathan Applebee. Jonathan was like an armchair quarter back with an opinion on about everything but football. Jonathan was a deep thinker and usually right about everything. And being right does not in itself make one popular, especially if one is a little short on tact and a little long on bluntness. That described Jonathan pretty well.
Jonathan also had a hard to contain belief that if someone don’t step up to the plate and sound the trump of truth, truth will not be heard. Jonathan also knew finding a person who knew the truth and had the nerve to step up was near impossible. In fact Jonathan also knew that most of those willing to step up to the plate were those who were self serving and would tell a group of protesters anything just to be popular and maybe seize a piece of power for their own gain. Jonathan had a deep disdain for those types.
Like I said, Jonathan was an armchair quarterback on many things, including the economy. Jonathan was dead on right about how labor unions and non union workers interacted in the economy. He was dead right about a lot of aspects of the economy. When it came to cause and effect, he had it down pat. He knew full well that many negatives were in control.
Jonathan also knew that it would take a person with dictatorial power to make things right, that is if they knew how. But he also knew that cure could lead to a different set of problems.
Then the newspaper became full of the entire right to work laws pending, and the mobs of Union protesters at the Statehouse, as well as the tactics of one party to disrupt and prevent lawful legislative process. Jonathan didn’t always agree with the majority, in fact more often than not, he disagreed. That being somewhat beside’s the point, because he also believed in majority rule. That was now being jeopardized and in Jonathans mind, enough was enough.
So off Jonathan went heading to the Statehouse, bent on getting into where those disrupters of processes, political party was holed up. He succeeded in gaining access. Two ladies who were “Right to Work” advocates had gotten in ahead of him and were giving the maverick party an earful. The ladies were getting jeered, mostly because of closed minds that didn’t understand the realities of certain economic facts.
Jonathan stepped up, asked the ladies to let him speak. They did so, and Jonathan addressed the maverick political party. He didn’t start off heralding the merits of right to work, rather he give a quick condensed message on economic realities. The maverick political group became as quiet as clams, listening to Jonathans every word, as if they were a revelation imparting concepts they hadn’t even thought of.
About that time a Union goon (not a union worker), but a hired bully boy, who had been in the galley had heard all he wanted to and he ran out in the hall and hollered we got some trouble makers in there, lets get them. A mob of protesters rushed in with the idea of beating the living tar out of Jonathan and those two women.
Jonathan quickly said to the two women to follow him, and he led them through what was such a narrow door in the back of the auxiliary caucus room that one might have thought it to be a broom closet door. Now the maverick political party wasn’t stupid, and Jonathan may have sounded a note with them, as the blocked that door with their own bodies. That defused the mob as they didn’t know quite what to make of it.
Meanwhile Jonathan led the two women down three flights of the narrowest stairs anyone could imagine. The women even commented that the narrowness was unreal. Jonathan explained that he’d worked in the Statehouse years ago and was aware of the stairs. They were for Legislature use only dating back to the 1800’s, but got very little actual use and took key access only on the first floor.
However Jonathan kept going until he reached the basement. There he went about one hundred feet down a hall and turned into a old wooden gated store room that was filled with old records from the Accounts and Reports Division. At the back of that was what appeared to be an old meat locker or freezer type door; he swung it open and they all went in. The women couldn’t believe their eyes, it was all lit up and was a bustling office with a lot of uniformed personnel working in their.
Jonathan explained that this was another place he knew about due to his having worked in the statehouse. He said he was probably one of about ten people who knew what that door was, other than those working in there. It was the emergency exit door to the National Guards Headquarters. The regular entrance door way over yonder in an adjoining by tunnel building looked like any other office entrance.
Jonathan quickly explained their presence and was given immediate sanctuary and protection. After a few hours when the mob gave up finding them and order had been restored, Jonathan and the two women were safely escorted back to their cars. The two women thanked Jonathan, but said it looked like it had been a complete bust. Jonathan replied that he didn’t think so. He said he thought a good seed had been sown.
The next day Jonathan heard on the news that the maverick political party had rejoined the main Legislative body and a new spirit of understanding was in the air.
Jonathan looked over the top of his newspaper at his wife and said fancy that.

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