The sun paints a pale glow on the eastern horizon. The temple rises ancient and still among the bamboo thickets on an ancient plain. The silence is broken by the soft trickle of black tea on milky porcelain bearing a pattern as ancient as time itself. Two great men take their ease upon a woven matt quietly gathering themselves for the coming rhetorical struggle. Confucius prepares himself as determined by tradition, resting upon folded legs and pouring tea ceremoniously with a barely noticeable hint of distain. Laozi awaits his challenge as still as the pool of water that gradually forms in a subterranean cavern.
Confucius: For this country, at this time, what’s best for the people lies in the wisdom of the past. Our ancestors will look down with benevolent approval if the voters of the land beyond the eastern sea let not the sun set on the house of Bush….His opponents do not understand the ways of the old ones. They seek to threaten the harmony that exists within the hearts of men with craven ideas of change.
Laozi: Your wisdom, as well as your political acumen is without equal on this earth my friend. However with great humility and deference I must question your political allegiance. This craven vision of change you denounce so righteously and with such eloquence quickens my humble spirit with visions of an unstoppable tidal swell.
Confucius: Unbelievable. I speak with reasonable logic and you tarnish our contest with spirits and visions. I would not be surprised to learn your babblings are fueled by an unhealthy fondness for mushrooms of questionable lineage. How can you pretend to understand the realms beyond sight when you obviously know so little about what is in front of your face. Change is a false illusion an opiate of the masses if you will. It is much more wise to allow those who have ruled before to continue in the ways which have worked.
Laozi: You are correct I am sure oh learned one. How could many people know what is better than the elite few. I am sure that those who vote in waves of many must be confused. Obama must be a fanciful vision and I am sure that when all is said and done the status quo will naturally prevail. Perhaps we should forget this abstract unnatural contest and go and live in the woods.
Confucius: Ah you seek to sway me through non-confrontational discussion I see your point! Rulers should rule, people should be people, and I suppose voters should vote. Perhaps this great contest beyond the eastern sea will conclude itself even without our most learned interventionism. I am not even an American Citizen and Lau Tzue, I am pretty sure that your felonious past precludes your right to vote.