Did you see what Lady M was up to last week? She planted a butterfly garden!
Yes, I know. I always thought butterflies hatched from caterpillars too, until last fall when the butterflies that Lady M planted in her organic butterfly garden last spring were ready for harvest and started showing up all over the Big White grounds. Remember?
And even though we cut that deal with Big Pharma to get them on board with Obamacare, I guess the party didn’t have anything to do with them or their scary sleeping pills.
Although it does strike me as a bit suspicious that their slogan is “Sleep you’ve been Dreaming of,” and Big Guy’s book is called “Dreams of My Father, and Lady M tells the little fat behinds to “Dream Big Dreams.” But I guess it’s just a coincidence. Besides, we’ve sworn off the pharmaceuticals around here. At least those pharmaceuticals.
I’m sure you’ve heard of the butterfly effect: where a butterfly flaps its wings in South America and causes a tsunami in Indonesia or something? Hollywood loves to use it as a metaphor for the existence of seemingly insignificant moments that alter history and shape destinies. Generally unrecognized at first, they create threads of cause and effect that appear obvious in retrospect, changing the course of a human life or perhaps rippling through the global economy.
For example, who ever would have dreamed that an innocuous little law known as the Community Reinvestment Act could eventually lead to the great Financial Meltdown of 2008? And if that’s the case, just imagine what Big Guy’s Healthcare bill might eventually do! That butterfly’s got wings the size of Texas, for heaven’s sake. And think of the unholy plagues that might be started by Cap and Tax, or Immigration “Reform”, or Card Check, or… I think I’ll stock up on some of those pharmaceuticals. You might want to do the same. You know, just in case you can’t sleep. Oh, and don’t forget to dream big dreams!