There once was a simple shepherd boy who lived on the edge of a remote village in the hills.
One day thought he saw a wolf eyeing his flock from another hillside and so he ran and ran as fast as he could to tell the adults.
The men of the village, wanting to protect their sheep, raced up the hill to the field armed with spades, broom handles and anything else they could put their hands to. They quickly spread out but after hours of searching, they could find no wolf.
Even so, the adults were grateful to the young shepherd boy for keeping a close watch and they thanked him, patted his little head and ruffled his hair.
Jake Tapper, I mean the little boy, was delighted with all the attention. Nobody had even noticed him before, let alone showed him any love.
And so, a few days later and craving the attention again Rachel Maddow, I mean the lad, once again ran breathlessly into the village crying ‘WOLF, WOLF.’
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