David Hancock, Staff Writer

Dear sheep,

It is said that there are three types of people in the world: sheep, wolves, and sheepdogs.

For those who failed high school english and don’t understand metaphors: sheep are the docile majority, wolves are people who prey on the innocent, and sheepdogs are those who defend the weak and innocent sheep from wolves.

Most would say that the wolves are the worst of the three because they victimize others, I disagree. Sure, it’s terrible to take advantage of other people, but at least wolves are doing something. At least wolves are brave enough to get off their asses and fight for what they want.

Sheep are the worst. They’re lazy, they’re afraid, they’re weak. All the do is “bahhh” all day long. They sit around and bahhh and expect to be safe from the wolves because the sheepdogs will protect them, and when the sheepdogs can’t they bahhh even more. All they do is bahhh.

Since I’m David, I’m of course going to relate this back to the American Revolution. In the American Revolution, the Founding Fathers were sheepdogs, and the British government was the Big Bad Wolf. They stood up against tyranny, at the cost of their lives, for the betterment of this country that was just an idea at that time. Why? Because they were brave! Because they had principles. Because they believed in something. They weren’t afraid, they were sheepdogs.

I hate it when people bahhh about the Founding Fathers. First of all, when have you ever stood up for something? When have you done something for someone else? When have you ever cared about something other than yourself? These men risked their reputation, their freedom, and their lives to create a better future for everyone. Their lives! They could have died for rebelling, many of them did, but still some sheep bahhh about them being selfish and racist. They weren’t perfect, no one is; but they at least had the courage to rise up and fight for something they believed in. Who else can say they’ve risked their life for someone else?

The American Revolution wasn’t for money. First off, the taxes weren’t even that high, even by 18th century standards. I mean, citizens in England paid more in taxes than the colonists. Yes, the feelings of revolution stirred from anger over taxes, among other oppressive acts, but it wasn’t about the money or even the acts themselves. It was about the principle. They didn’t care about having to pay more for tea, but they were pissed that that money was going an oppressive government that had no right to it. If the British government treated the colonists fairly then no one would care about the taxes because they’d be worth it; but since the government was trash is wasn’t worth a single shilling.

Objectively speaking: taxes, especially small ones, aren’t that big of a deal. I mean, if you go to Target and see the 9% sales tax you probably won’t decide to overthrow the government, but to the colonists the British Government’s grievances that the colonists had to deal with, although relatively small, were a big deal because it was wrong. It was wrong for the British to tax these good and not represent the colonies in Parliament. It was wrong for British troops to barge into someone’s house and expect to be provided for. It was wrong for the British to charge the colonist an outrageous amount of money to use the sound and light equipment in the theater, especially when the colonists have been there longer and do can it better then the British can and for free. It was wrong for the British to not change their corrupt way of ruling when the colonists peacefully informed them about it. It was wrong for the Big Bad Wolf to rule, it was time to rise up.

Revolution does not come lightly. It’s not easy, but the colonists revolted anyways, knowing that it could cost them everything. Why? Because they were brave! Because they had principles. Because they believed in something. They weren’t afraid, they were sheepdogs.

The sheep metaphor is an accurate representation for humanity except for one difference: real sheep can’t just become wolves or sheepdogs, but people can. You are not born a wolf or a sheepdog, you choose to be one. We are all sheep until we stop “bahhh”ing and start biting, until we take a stance, until we fight for what we believe in.

People want change. We want change in our government, in our communities, in our schools, in our friend groups, in our theaters, and even in ourselves sometimes. However, we too often talk and complain and say we want something to change but expect someone else to do it. We too often are sheep.

Prove me wrong. Get angry, get emotional, get irrational even! Rise up. Not for everything, of course, but if you have a conviction towards something greater, fight for it! It may not be as big and dramatic as the colonists, but no cause is too small if it’s right! Too often are the wolves in charge. The sheep hhh ope and pray for a sheepdog to come and save them, but they forget that they are the sheepdogs.

You are a sheepdog. Or, you can be. All you need to do is stand up, fight back, rise up.

Be a sheepdog,
David Hancock