Maybe Ben Franklin got it wrong, and the bald eagle is the best candidate for our national bird.
Cousin Amanda, last year with the condors in California, spends this summer with the bears, salmon, whales and other spectacular wildlife in Alaska. (Internships are great, for the interns, no?)
Comes this photo of our national symbol, the bald eagle:
Yeah, it’s a bit of a flyspeck on the horizon photo, but it’s still instructive. Probably looking for fish, this bird waded too far out into the estuary. Once it realized it was wet, and in the water, it tried to swim to shore. Eagle wings are made to soar, however, not swim. Swimming didn’t work. At this point, the bird could have continued to struggle to do the impossible, and probably drown; or it could just give up, and drown.
Or, it might sit tight and wait to see if another opportunity presents itself. After about an hour in the water, the bird drifted into shallow water where it could walk out.
Ms. Holland posted this photo on her Facebook site. A friend there observed, “The symbol of our nation floating aimlessly with the tide because it is too bogged down to do anything else… How much irony can exist in one single photograph?”
Sometimes we get in “too deep.” We may want to soar, but that’s not possible. But if we’re patient, if we don’t do stupid stuff, we might just drift into safer waters, and survive, and thrive.
Yeah, we know, Tea Partiers: You think the nation spends too much money. That’s a debate worth having.
But that’s not worth failing to raise the debt ceiling. Failing to raise the debt ceiling will cost the nation, by conservative estimates, a half-trillion dollars in increased interest rates, with no gain of any program or paying of any debt.
It’s time to drift with the flow of events. Raise the debt ceiling now, and survive without doing something stupid. We can discuss solutions later, rationally, once we prevent the waste of a half trillion dollars, eh? Time to stop fighting and stay alive, Congress.
We can learn a lot from the bald eagle. I think even Ben Franklin would agree.
What’s that, Ben? Our follies tax us more than taxes?
“Friends,” says he [Father Abraham], “and Neighbours, the Taxes are indeed very heavy, and if those laid on by the Government were the only Ones we had to pay, we might more easily discharge them; but we have many others, and much more grievous to some of us. We are taxed twice as much by our Idleness, three times as much by our Pride, and four times as much by our Folly; and from these Taxes the Commissioners cannot ease or deliver us by allowing an Abatement. However let us hearken to good Advice, and something may be done for us; God helps them that help themselves, as Poor Richard says, in his Almanack of 1733.
— Ben Franklin, The Way to Wealth, 1758