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The Priests, the Merchants, the Fools

I’m beginning to think that in any social group or organization, every single person is necessary to paddle and steer the ship, even the ones who are the most despised.  Sure, things can get heated when various personalities get together, each with his own selfish agenda, but without the heat, there is no fire.  And without a fire for fuel, the ship just sinks.

You need the priests and professors and officials to set down rules and regulations, or else the result would be chaos and death.   These wise individuals are the ones who tend to officially speak for the others in interviews and get quoted at conferences.   They must be strong souls or run the danger of being corrupted by power.

There is the bourgeoisie class, sometimes mocked by the intellectuals as philistines who are only interested in materialism and baby product giveaways.  But, these individuals are the central core of every organization, the ones who build our homes, raise our families, and provide us with blog traffic.

And then there are the court jesters, the rabble-rousers, the anarchists, many of them bitter and destructive, committing mutiny, while others play an important role of changing the landscape, of sailing out into the sea when common wisdom says that the earth is flat.  These characters either become the most famous or die penniless.

The priests, the merchants, the fools.  Land ho!


  1. Ann's Rants

    And then there are the show girls…WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

  2. Meagan @ The Happiest Mom

    Oh crap! Which group do I belong in?

    Please ignore the product giveaway on my blog at this moment! I swear, I’m a priest! Or a court jester? Wait, are ANY of these flattering?

  3. Jozet at Halushki

    Rules and what now?

    Pass the booze and ammo! I’m with the pirates!

  4. Backpacking Dad

    This am best Nigerian vicodin post. Thank you.

  5. Michele

    Wanna know what? When I saw that picture, all I could think is: Those guys look like Max from Where the Wild Things Are. So, you know. There’s that.

  6. Heather

    Did you just call me a ho?


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