Let’s face reality!
The election of 2011 is over. We have a new president and politicking is still around. The same people who were spanked at the college church in Keene Texas are now trying to come back for a second round. Only this time they are “boxing” with a heavy cheese bag. So, for just a moment I want you to “follow the trail of cheese.”
The disgruntled, who want to protect their interests, are dishing out a whole lot of cheese like the government distributed some years ago. So to follow the cheese you need to know where it is being “manufactured” and “how” it is distributed.
Let me explain it to you this-a-way. Some “grumps” didn’t get the power they craved. Therefore, they now seek a new method toward gaining power and control. That method in practice is to feed potential loyalist with “fatal doses” of tainted cheese in exchange for votes on the big Committee. They are also networking there cheese program with sensitive members and ministers. PLEASE, DON’T EAT THEIR CHEESE! It’s an addictive poison and it kills the work of Christ.
Those involved also know that if they could secure the controversial ministerial position left open in the “big cheese castle”, it could put them in contact with the ministers in the field where they can distribute even more cheese. That kind of distribution means the ability to influence weak and docile men and women with their sinister scheme for a showdown somewhere in the near future. When you eat too much of this tainted cheese the grumps have manufactured, it eventually clouds the mind and you end up with a big “fat” high. Don’t get caught eating at one of their “fat houses” because you might end up overdosing on some tainted cheese.
Ok, that’s the scenario so here’s the real deal.
Frank, Dino and the reclusive Jerry are still scheming on how they can sucker punch the pigeons by allowing “them” to at least be considered for the recent unfilled and vacated ministerial position. Garfield, a rat of another kind, put his name into the mix with the hope that they can lock up a section of the field and force the president to choose one of them who are the elite “card carrying members” of the secret society known to many as the infamous Ratpack (We need some big rat traps for these incorrigibles–baited with a whole lot of arsenic tainted cheese).
Hmmmm. . .very interesting! You see to be a member of their “secret society”, you have to demonstrate and pass several entry level tests of hoarding—they want all the cheese for themselves. That is, they have the all the good cheese while the pigeons get the tainted. You can observe their acquired skill set if you stick some cheese out there in their face. Then you will see what I mean. Boy, look at the pack run for the cheese (can we get a replay in slow motion).
Let’s be real.
What do the Pack brothers really want? They want power and security. They want the ministerial post so that they can regain power to control the pigeons and whip some minister’s tail. Frank is using Dino’s chameleon super power to charm board members into a hypnotic state to suggest that he is on their side to whip the President’s fanny, while Garfield enlisted as the cloak and dagger “smoothie” who may become the one to administer a fatal blow of a tainted cheese smoothie to the President. No one would have ever suspected that it was Garfield all the time. They also want to protect their big rat houses (They want to build them into mega rat palaces).
Let’s get real.
Now that the constituency meeting is over you no longer have a voice to express your opinion and trap the Pack with the cheese in their mouths. As for some spineless preachers, the Pack bought many of them with their scandalous exchange operation of “cheese for chicken” program. Yes, you take the “cheese” and I’ll give you some “chicken.” Little did they realize that too much cheese can leave you in an embarrassing constipated position? And Frank, Dino Jerry and friends are constipated up to their necks with their own manufactured cheese. They need a whole lot of Exlax.
THINK ABOUT IT
~The Forgotten Shepherdess