A bedtime story for Gov. Christie

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Once upon a time (like last week) in a land far, far away from where we live, there was a rather pretty state where dairy farmers make cheese, brewers make beer, other Brewers try to hit baseballs, and folks called Packers run with this odd-shaped ball up and down a field that has painted lines, cheered on by other people wearing triangle cheeses on their heads.

Except for those rare times that the baseball Brewers made it to a very special event called the playoffs, and for those not-so-rare times that the Packers ran the odd-shaped ball so well that they were given a bowl that was just, well, super, no one in other states paid much attention to this state, with the odd name of Wisconsin. After all, Wisconsin's most famous citizens were Laverne and Shirley (sorry, Lenny and Squiggy), and they were not even real people.

But then one day, perhaps due to having attended too many tea parties and not being used to the subtle caffeine kick in hotly brewed tea, folks in Wisconsin for a moment lost hold of the common sense values that had made this state such a nice place to raise families, make cheese and watch odd-shaped balls and such.

They elected people called Republicans, including the man whose job was to govern the people, a Republican named Walker.


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