Nancy Pelosi will fight for you. That is, she’ll fight against you.
And whatever she does, remember, she does it for you:
We’ll go through the gate. If the gate’s closed, we’ll go over the fence. If the fence is too high, we’ll pole vault in. If that doesn’t work, we’ll parachute in but we’re going to get health care reform passed for the America people.”
It doesn’t matter what the American people might happen to want. The federal government has become an invader, storming a fort that the people have tried to barricade against its assault.
More apropos than Churchill to the Pelosi quote is the children’s book The Runaway Bunny. Although it has its charms, the book used to give me the willies, actually. It features a young bunny who wants to escape a mother he/she is angry at. But the implacable maternal bunny declares her intent to pursue her hapless (and beloved) offspring to the ends of the earth.
For those of you unfamiliar with this classic, here’s a good description (from a sermon, of all things). I think you’ll see the resemblance; Pelosi is our very own mother bunny:
“Once there was a little bunny who wanted to run away. So he said to his mother, ‘I am running away.’
‘If you run away,’ said his mother, ‘I will run after you. For you are my little bunny.’…”
The little bunny taunts his mother with hints about running away. No matter where he threatens to go, she promises she’ll be there to find him. When he says he’s going to become a fish and swim away, she answers, “Then I will become a fisherman and I will fish for you.” When he comes back with, “I will become a bird and fly away,” and there he is, sprouting wings she counters, “Then I will be a tree that you come home to.”
His fantasies of flight get even more extreme as do mother’s responses. “I will become a sailboat and sail away from you.” The picture is of the bunny’s ears becoming huge sails. But mother bunny is right there. “I will become the wind and blow you where I want you to go.”
In the end, little bunny realizes there is no shaking mom and he capitulates. “‘Shucks, I might just as well stay where I am and be your little bunny.’ And so he did. ‘Have a carrot,’ said the mother bunny.”
You can run, but you can’t hide. But maybe, in the end, there’ll be a nice carrot for you.