My complete awakening  is necessarily hindered by my trusting gullibility, for I tend to take you at your word.  My stages of enlightenment have been temporarily stymied by an unsettling disillusionment.  Let’s examine WHY.

When seeking support from the people of Fairhope, you, Lucky Dog, as our emerging leader, assured us that you would deliver ‘Change we can believe in.’  Those words were touted all over the streets, on placards, in audio and video; your mantra.

It sounded pretty good and we took you at your word.  We voted you to be the Leader of the Pack.  Shortly thereafter, we began to learn the true meaning of your slogan and its neatly hidden message; the message inside the word CHANGE.

As a noun,  CHANGE has subtle meanings and nuances – a transformation, an alteration, a modification, a passing from one state to another, anything that is or may be substituted for another, the supplanting of one thing for another, the change of seasons, social change.  Wow.  Pick your meaning.   ‘The change was from Prince to toad.’

As a verb – to pass from one phase to another, to transform, to convert, to remove and replace, to substitute, to transfer from one to another. ‘The wizard changed the Prince into a toad.’

Here’s a transformational definition for you, Lucky Dog, one in which you can believe.  CHANGE:  to become different.  ‘Overnight the nation’s mood changed.’

As a loyal Yellow Labrador, I was heretofore unaware that enlightenment could also be painful.  Sometimes, the truth hurts; like when enlightenment uncovers deception, lies and misdirection.  The changes that were promised, the changes for which we dogs had hoped and the changes in which we wanted to believe are very different from the changes that you have thus far delivered.

That’s why we street dogs are already looking for another kind of change in which WE can believe;  ’a Replacement.’

The Wisdom of Willie Bean