The sheep generally do not like the sheepdog. He looks a lot like the wolf. He has something the sheep don’t. He has fangs, claws, and the capacity for violence. The sheepdog disturbs the sheep. He represents the reality they do not wish to face, and acts as a constant reminder that there are wolves in the land.
The sheep would much rather have the sheepdog cash in his fangs, spray paint himself white, and join the flock to go, “Baa.” like the rest of them.
That is until the wolf shows up…
It is denial that turns people into sheep. Their denial of reality, resulting in fear, helplessness and complaints. That is until the wolf shows up, and the entire flock tries desperately to seek someone to hide behind. Someone to solve their problems. Someone to make it all okay.
Whether it’s financial crisis as seen in 2008, the obesity epidemic plaguing our country or the terrorist attacks we see happening on a weekly basis – anything the sheep is in denial about will eventually turn up to bite them.
You didn’t build financial security, You didn’t bring a gun for self defense, You didn’t listen to the sheepdog. Instead your only defense was wishful thinking. Wishful thinking and denial.
Hope is not a strategy. Denial will kill you. And a lone sheepdog cannot possibly defend an entire flock of sheep.
Yet the sheep remain resolute in their denial.
Whether it is successful businessman who interacts with the economy every day, telling you to build financial freedom if you want to survive.
Whether it is the trained soldier who goes face to face with terrorists every day, telling you to train, arm and defend yourself if you want to survive.
Whether it is the doctor who witnesses the consequences of bad health every day, telling you to eat real food if you want to survive.
The sheep cry out in opposition!
They impose heavy taxes on the business man, they strip the rights of the soldier and they oust the doctor as a charlatan or quack.
They hide behind the fences of their field. In the comfort of their imaginary bubble.
And then the Wolves come…
The sheep “Baa” and “Baa”, pleading, begging the sheepdog to return and rescue them.
To save them from poverty, to defend them from terrorism, to cure their ill health. But they’ve thrown all their chances away.
The defenseless flock of sheep against a hungry pack of wolves becomes a futile fight.
This is the cycle of civilization. Ancient Egypt, Carthaginia, The Roman Empire or the more recent ‘Great’ Britain – All devoured by wolves, but torn apart by sheep.
The social decay brought about by the ignorance & degeneracy of sheep is always destined to end in catastrophe. One glance at the ruins of history acts as a stark reminder that the wolves always come. And when the sheepdogs are removed, and the sheep cower behind their fences, they become an inviting feast for the wolves like a tender piece of meat on a grill.
The sheepdogs however? They go their own way unswayed by the opinions of sheep. They wander into the forest alone, fight to survive, and form packs with other sheepdogs they meet along the way. These sheepdogs are the 1%, entrepreneurs, CEO’s, aristocrats – the exceptional few.
A few sheep survive the night, they become evermore afraid of the sheepdogs, they’ve heard stories of the wolves and the two look quit alike! They further shun the sheepdogs and begin to invent stories such as ‘the sheepdogs are holding us down, keeping us trapped in this field’. Tall tales of the ‘rich asshole’, the ‘heartless capitalist’ and the ‘evil corporation’ abound.
Thus is the plight of the successful few, who in the end are forced to become a lot like wolves.
Can you think of a situation in your life where you’ve ever felt like a sheep?
Which would you rather be? Comment down bellow