Snowflakes are like dogs and I mean no disparagement to dogs when I say that. Maybe I should say they are like little, happy lap dogs when they are out for a walk.
What stirred this was an observation on a street corner as I drove to work. Some local resident was walking a little dog and was waiting for the light to change so they could cross the street. The dog was all perky, vibrating with energy and wagging its tail. It looked past the collar and leash which anchored it and showered adoration on the human at the other end of the leash. It was happy to be out with its master. It was so happy to be going that it didn’t care that it had few choices.
Thus the parallels with the snowflakes of today. They are on a leash and don’t even know. They are full of energy and look with adoration at their handlers. Their handlers make them feel important and throw food their way. An occasional pat on the head is also a bonus. EBT cards for their daily wants, free clinics to get shots for their STD’s, a bus pass and legalized pot round out their day. One big advantage is you don’t need to pick up after yourself.
What they don’t see is the other side of being a lap dog. If you get to be a pest, a quick trip to the vet puts you out of your misery. You can be locked in a cage and kicked off the couch. You have no choice about where you go and when you go but since you don’t know any better it doesn’t bother you.
I am afraid I have seen too much of life and enjoyed too much liberty to want that kind of life.
homo unius libri
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