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I’m taking a break from topical politics for the next few weeks to have some fun with my writing.
I’ve been thinking a lot about stories from my childhood recently, so I decided to revisit some of them. As the title states, The Three Little Pigs stuck out to me.
All I could remember was that a wolf wanted to blow their houses down and eat them, along with the lines “I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house down” and “Not by the hairs of my chinny chin chin.”
I didn’t really remember anything else.
The story started off with three pigs wanting to leave their mother’s house and live on their own. The mother warns them of the danger out there in the form of a wolf. Very normal stuff.
The pigs set out on their own to find property to build their houses. Imagine if it were that easy. I suppose it was in the 1800s depending where you lived, but who were they stealing that land from?
Pig one and pig two are branded as lazy. They would rather be doing anything else, so they hastily build their houses out of straw and wood. This right here is where it starts.
The wolf easily huffs and puffs and blows their houses down.
This part of the story is telling you that work-life balance doesn’t exist and idle hands are the devil’s workshop. Don’t even think about enjoying anything else in life; you need to spend all of your time working and protecting yourself.
The two pigs run off to the third pig’s house, which is made of brick. This third pig was an incredibly hard worker. He put his blood and tears into this house, and he climbed to the top of the socioeconomic ladder. He really pulled himself up by his bootstraps.
So of course he’s able to protect his brothers with his trickle-down safety.
After the wolf is unable to blow the brick house down, he tries to sneak in from the chimney. As he falls down the chimney, the pigs are ready for him with a boiling pot of water. The wolf falls in, and the pigs throw the cover on to trap him in, boil him, and then eat him.
End of story and capitalism prevails because of hard workers.
Under the current regime, that wolf would be a metaphor for immigrants trying to take our jobs and houses. It’s the wolf’s fault that housing is so unaffordable. And if this book was written today, it would be riddled with insurance ads.
The real problem with these pigs is that they’re too much into individualism. It’s a very American trait. But they’re family; they should have helped each other build their houses.
No sense of lending a helping hand, no sense of community. Just work hard to make it through life.
Frankly, after being told stories like this in our childhood, it's no wonder generations of Americans are so selfish.

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