I was driving through Custer State Park in the Black Hills, where the buffalo roam and the deer and the antelope play. I had read about wild donkeys being in the park, but that wasn’t my main interest; I really wanted to see a buffalo up close in its natural habitat with no fences. But the first form of wildlife I saw was a herd of “wild” donkeys blocking the road. They were quite docile and friendly, but as I look back on it, they acted more like a pack of conniving wolves, working together as a practiced and well organized team. One or two would block the road, while the rest would rush the stopped cars and beg for handouts. This wasn’t their first encounter with mankind, or should I say “not their first rodeo” as they say in the wild west.
Hmmm, I was on government land — no hunting, no firearm, no fires, no overnight camping, lots of rules and regulations, a very controlled environment. So, these “wild” donkeys were government property, owned and maintained like any other facility or piece of equipment. These jack asses have been feeding from the government trough at taxpayers expense their entire life, no need to forage the prairie when you know where your next meal is coming from. Hmmm, is this how the donkey became the symbol of the Democratic Party?
Thought for the day: Democracy will cease to exist when you take away from those who are willing to work and give to those who would not. Thomas Jefferson