From Michael Schmidt:
Lets be like Children
Today once again we faced the reality of another search and seizure action by Government agents and Police.
To make it very clear, this time NOT because of milk like most people thought, no, this time because of the Shropshire sheep which disappeared sometimes beginning of April just before the CFIA henchmen came to kill them.
These rare sheep all tested negative after they were “humanely euthanized in order to conclusively proof that they were healthy” according to a C(F)IA statement.
Here comes the Farmers Peace Corp and tries to protect the genetic pool from a rather corrupt organization by “taking the sheep into protective custody until an alternative to killing has been found.”
Never ever did the C(F)IA attempted to contact anybody to prevent the spread of the supposedly terrible decease which is only an economic factor and not an human health factor.
Instead they pull out all their mighty forces to hunt down the possible members of the unknown Farmers Peace Corp.
But let me give you another side of this sad story of just another raid on our farm.
The gravel on our lane way announced the arrival of many cars around 7 O’clock this morning [editor’s note, this was August 2, 2012]. William, 5 and Oliver, 4 were still peacefully asleep in their beds when the hard knocks on the door announced the arrival of Government in search of revenge.
Our local police amongst them plus C(F)IA agents with impressive badges and very uptight professional computer hackers to confiscate and copy any electronic devices of communication and picture capacity.
As usual as always we welcome them, explain them where they can find their objects and give them space to expand their visible authority.
In the meantime….
Little Oliver,4 woken up by the commotion comes running into our arms.
With great excitement we tell him the amazing news that “real policemen” came to visit us. In ahh with sleepy eyes he looks with great admiration at the impressive uniform, the police hat and all the strange things attached to him.
Shortly thereafter William comes as well and both children look with big eyes at the police who came to visit us.
After a little while they begin to ask questions like:
Do you have a gun?
Do you only shoot bad people?
Do you put bad people into jail?
Do you have a phone?
After the initial phase of curiosity is over they came to me and told me that they want to paint a picture for the police men.
Elisa my wife gave them the paper and the water colors and both paint with excitement their pictures for the policemen.
As soon they were done they ran over and each policeman got one of their paintings.
As they were painting Elisa cooked the oats and we sat down lit the candle and said our little morning prayer.
With great appetite they started eating their oatmeal. I had to smile. As soon they finished they went to the policemen and showed their little empty bowl. “We ate everything” they announced with pride. I remembered that once or twice I had told them, that if they do not finish their oats I would call the food police to check up on them if they would not eat their oats. Here they proudly presented their empty bowls to the shiny and well dressed police men.
Off they went to explore all the cars outside and especially the real police cars. They got to try the police hat and showed them their swing and their bikes. Life was good and exciting for them.
With great respect they watched the computer guy doing his job and also discovered that the police had a big vest where no bullet could go through when bad people shoot at them. Now they know why Papa always wears a vest.
They also squeezed the hand of one of the officer to show how strong they already are.
As I laid them to bed and after the evening prayer I asked them if they would like the police to come back the next day, both, William and Oliver said “yes” with a big smile. They fell asleep happy.
All in all, it was a good day for our children, they embraced with innocence the police and only saw the good in all.
Let’s be like children