Smarter than children?

I have to chuckle at the evil genius of pediatricians every time we make a visit. The visits always go the same basic way. After the initial pleasantries with the nurse and the waiting, the pediatrician comes in. She plays with the kids, checks them for whatever, and answers our questions. Then she leaves, and the nurse comes back in. To do what? Administer the shots, of course.

This is brilliant in two ways: the nurse gets the blame and she has to see the pain. What about the doctor? Oh, the kids love their doctors, and why wouldn’t they? The doctor never does anything bad. And of course we laugh at their naiveté. But all this reminds me of another situation, perhaps less obvious yet more sinister.

Why do people despise IRS agents? Well, the job of an IRS agent is to make people pay what they owe. But this means that those of us who are honest should really love IRS agents for making the cheaters play by the rules. And of course the most ironic fact is that the IRS doesn’t even write the tax code. Congress does. The IRS are just police.
Pretty funny how those four-year-olds get so easily fooled by the doctor, isn’t it?

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