Culling the Herd

MuttonChops is not a reference to the large fuzzy swatches of whiskers on each side of Elvis' face. Instead, my reference has more ambiguous meaning and failure to grasp my intent may mean this blog and future posts will require the need of tutelage on your part.

Follow my logic for a moment if you dare ...

Mutton: sheep; flesh of said animal
Chops: cuts apart; breaks up; a specific cut of meat

This then brings me to an even better definition of "sheep"
1. woolly usually horned ruminant mammal related to the goat
2. a timid defenseless simpleton who is readily preyed upon
3. a docile and vulnerable person who would rather follow than make an independent decision; "his students followed him like sheep"
sheep. (n.d.). WordNet® 3.0. Retrieved June 21, 2008, from website:

Now, consider today's masses lacking independent thinkers. People are making major decisions, choosing homes, buying cars, and watching television based on perceived popularity. Advertisers and media fertilize the field and a public of lambs graze without question.

My intent is to stoke synapses in others. Call me the wolf, ripping apart the flock, tearing at the sheep skins; call me a radical; even better, call me a name you think of on your own! You will find I am not always against the popular view because the majority may be correct. Case in point: GW's ratings in polls. We are perfectly capable of seeing the emperor has no clothes and such recognition is not baaaaaad; however, open your eyes to actually see his naked nads before joining the chanting crowd.

I'll be back with more but first I must file my incisors and sharpen the axe blade.


  1. Hey Iris! I'm with you on your attempt to "stroke synapses". It will be difficult task to say the least. But I'm here to help! You can be like a 21st century little Bo Peep, and I your trusty sidekick. But we will have to come up with a clever limerick.


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