Handbook of Congressional Missteps
Molly the Robin
My name is Molly and I am an American robin. As I fly over your country, mine too, I see many things. I learned to think by seeing myself in car door mirrors. I am a mother who has had several broods of hatchlings. A fellow wrote about me in Animal Park. He only got half the story right as most people do because you humans think you are not as bad as you really are or not as good as you think you are. The other half I'll have to tell you myself. Well, that's another story.
As I fly around the country it is evident that much work needs to be done here. From the solitude of school libraries closed during vacations as well as those wonderful public libraries it is clear that your country is slowly but surely lagging behind so many others in so many areas, except one: your superior military technology.
Your entire national security apparatus is immense and costly. In dealing with an international criminal gang your government began wars. It was like providing your young people with an expensive and unwieldy, heavy and solid gold sledgehammer and sending them to fight in a minefield to kill deadly mosquitoes whose poison is sometimes spread by the missteps and mistakes of its adversary.
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