The following story is paraphrased from memory, and originally found in Dan Millman's "The Way of the Peaceful Warrior", a book I treasured (you hippies out there would probably love it!) when I was growing up as a gymnast (one of my future college roommmates and teammates was coached by the author, fyi):
There once was a beloved king, whose castle stood on a high hill, overlooking the shire. So popular was he, that the nearby townsfolk brought gifts to him daily; and his birthday celebration was enjoyed throughout the kingdom.
The people loved him for his renowned wisdom and fair judgments.
One day, tragedy took the town: The water supply became polluted and quite poisonous. Every man, woman, and child went insane. Only the king, who drank from a private spring, was spared.
Soon after the tragedy, the mad townspeople began speaking about how strangely the king was acting and how his judgments were poor and his wisdom a sham. No longer did the people come pay him visits, or celebrate his birthday. The lonely king, high on his hill, received no company at all.
Eventually, the king decided to leave his high hill and pay a visit to the town below. It was a warm day, and so he drank from the village fountain. That night, a great celebration took place, for all the people rejoiced that their beloved king had regained his sanity.
Inspired by Seth's post
regarding liberal ideology made law in California school systems.
Labels: Arnold Schwarzenegger, California, Indoctrination, Liberalism, parable