Slick Metaphors

They see visions, of Heaven on Earth, or Armageddon, or whatever.
We study the way world works and identify the problems that need fixing.
They cannot fix a broken toilet – they prey to it to fix itself.
We devise solutions, test them over time, tweak them and change them until the problem is fixed.
They try to wish the world to become as they like it.
We work to change the world.
They are preachers.
We are engineers.
They are poetic speakers.
We are rocket scientists and brain surgeons.
They don’t want to get their hands greasy (though oil money is OK).
We make sure that the machinery of the society runs smoothly by keeping it well oiled and lubricated.
They make sure they are well oiled and lubricated.
Yesterday, even many of those (30% of white evangelicals, for instance) who think the way they do showed they understand that machines need engineers, rockets need rocket scientists and brains need brain surgeons and that eloquent preachers need to go back to church, out of government.
They slipped on their own grease.
We’ll start cleaning up in January.