In the wake of....

yet another SNAFU on the part of the American people...
we feel...
(at least SOME of us!)
like sitting ducks...
stooped on the edge of the Golden Pond....
Our webbed feet are dry and achy and in desperate need of WATER...
Yet try as we will,
we cannot seem to ENTER the pond...
And so...
we shrivel a bit....feeling more than a little PARCHED....
and ever so DEHYDRATED....
Somehow, to our own chagrin,
we had relied TOO MUCH on the OTHER creatures to help us out with our struggle...
for THEY, as you know, do NOT have webbed feet themselves...
They are simply without sight...
They are BLIND....
roaming the streets with HUGE, SEEING-EYE dogs....
We have no FOOTING, and they have no VISION...
We are QUITE the combo....
Hopefully.....
a CHAMPION will appear on a white horse....
equipped with enough Intel Paraphernalia to save ALL of us....
Until then.....
WE PAINT.....