In 1,ooo,ooo B.C. there was UG the caveman who lived in his comfortable and spacious cave high atop a mountain, safe from predators and the elements. From his cave he sees the ocean & the valleys below. UG was a hard worker who had acquired superior hunting skills and was always able to provide food from fresh kills for his family. He had ample stores of wood and kept the cave warm & homey. He was married to Raquel Welsh who he kept in the finest furs so she could look her best.

Now at the bottom of the mountain lived THUG. His cave was quite smaller and not as warm and comfy since every time it rained it flooded as the water washed from above. THUG too was married but his wife had to join him on outings to gather wood and set traps for small game so they could eat. She wasn’t very attractive and on some days resembled a Triceratops. THUG wasn’t much for the hunting thing and in fact wasn’t much for putting forth effort with anything. But each day he would see UG returning from a hunt with a fresh kill for dinner and stare with envy on why he was living so well and THUG wasn’t. He would say, I deserve to be eating fresh meats & have warm furs and ample wood for fire. Maybe UG should share some of his stuff with me so that I too can enjoy life!
So THUG went to go see the local Tribal Organizer at BUTTERNUT and complained about UG having so much and he so little. The organizer agreed with THUG and said that UG didn’t deserve all he had and that he should give some away. If he didn’t want to then they would just force him to do so by levying large burdens on him based on the amount of food & wood he had accumulated. They would make it so that UG couldn’t afford to live in his mountain-top cave and move down to the bottom with all the others. His wife would also be forced to work to help the family and over time her beauty would also fade.
Now UG & THUG were equals and both struggling each & every day to provide for their families. UG’s life was worse and THUG’s life no different than before. How did this happen they wondered? And now each day both of them watched in amazement as the Tribal Organizer who had since moved into UG’s spacious cave high atop the mountain stayed warm, ate well and wore the finest furs!
And so began the “Progressive” movement…
It was so easy even a caveman could do it!!!
