That day the goose feathers went ****
The Sun blamed the Wind.
The Stars blamed the Clouds,
And Cause blamed the Effect in the confusion.
But truly Cause was to blame,
And shame that he was able to fool all,
By meddling with the details
And suggesting cures to mask the symptoms,
Or the feathers would have been returned
And not a goose would go cold.
Apr 1, 2018
Apr 1, 2018 at 10:06 PM UTC
That day the goose feathers went ****
The Sun blamed the Wind.
The Stars blamed the Clouds,
And Cause blamed the Effect in the confusion.
But truly Cause was to blame,
And shame that he was able to fool all,
By meddling with the details
And suggesting cures to mask the symptoms,
Or the feathers would have been returned
And not a goose would go cold.
The amount of dislike I have for people who ignore the cause of problems or situations and focus on the effects is enormous. Band-aids don't heal bullet wounds.
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