An elderly farmer whose hand had gotten caught in the gate while he was working cattle was getting it stitched up. The hand; not the gate. The doctor struck up a conversation with him, and eventually the topic got around to politicians.
The old farmer said, “Well, as I see it, most politicians are ‘Post Turtles.’ ” Not being familiar with the term, the doctor asked him what a ‘post turtle’ was.
The old farmer said, “When you’re driving down a country road and you come across a fence post with a turtle balanced on top, that’s a post turtle.”
Seeing the puzzled look on the doctor’s face, he continued. “You know he didn’t get up there by himself, he doesn’t belong up there, and he doesn’t know what to do while he’s up there or how to get down. He’s been elevated beyond his ability to function, and you just wonder what kind of dumb ass put him up there to begin with.”