Unraveling of a Presidential Turkey's Sweater

Deep into the darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing,

Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared dream before.

Edgar Allen Poe(1809-1849), The Raven

I had a sad Thanksgiving dream last night of a great unraveling.

At the center of the dream was a live gigantic, gobbling , gobbledegooking turkey lying on its back dressed in a giant multicolored sweater.

Various creatures bearing name tags had pinned the turkey down.

It was like a scene out of Gulliver Gulliver’s Travels, the Giant Insect in Kafka’s Metamorphosis, and the Headless Horseman in Washington Irving's Sleepy Hollow.

Each of the creatures was pulling out a strand of yarn from the sweater.

One bore the name tag “President,” and his piece of yarn was called “Broken Promises.”

The second name tag said “Health Plan Executive #1- Rise in Premiums.”

The third name tag read “Health Plan Executive #2 – Narrowing of Networks.”

The fourth name tag was “Overseer of Disastrous Launch.”

The fifth name tag simply said, “Gruber Obfuscation.”

The sixth name tag exclaimed, “Schumer Confession.”

The seventh name tag explained, “Excluder of Middle Class and Redistributor of Wealth.”

The eighth name tag blared, “Republicans and Midterms.”

The ninth name tag bled,”Keeper of the National Budget.”

The tenth name tag mourned, “ Tracker of Slow Growth Economy.”

Each of these Lilliputian-like creatures, who privately considered themselves Giants of the Realm, was yanking hard on their thread of yarn, and the sweater that had kept the turkey alive and warm was unraveling.

The dream ended with the turkey headless, cold, and cooked with his sweater a discarded pile of yarn.