Sir Roger L’Estrange’s APPLES AND HORSE-TURDS*

Posted by jlubans on October 27, 2020


Caption: Not All Apple

In a time of political flood, this fable from the 17th century seems apt and worthy of reposting from its first appearance here in March of 2019.
We are inundated with promises, prevarications, legerdemain, deception, obfuscation and plain old weasel talk.
No doubt your candidate is an apple and mine is a turd, but then again, perhaps all is not as we may want it. Who will finish the mill race? Will it be an apple or a horse turd?
Upon a very great Fall of Rain, the Current carried away a huge Heap of Apples, together with a Dunghill that lay in the Watercourse.
They floated a good while together like Brethren and Companions; and as they went thus dancing down in the Stream, the Horse-Turds would be every foot crying out still, “Alack-a-day! How we Apples swim!”
THE MORAL. Every thing would be thought greater in the World than it is; and the Root of it is this, that it first thinks itself so.

Like braggadocious fishing boat fleas claiming as the boat comes into harbor, “We have rowed well!” here we have Horse turds along for the ride.
They’re in the flood with Apples like “Brethren and Companions” regaling all who will listen, “How we Apples swim!”
So, the moral would have us be mindful of humankind’s (yours and mine) impression that we are more important than we really are.
In other words, practice humility, be humble, lest ye look foolish like the Horse-turds claiming to be something they are not.

*Source: Aesop’s Fables translated by Sir Roger L'Estrange, 1692.

Copyright all text by John Lubans 2020

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