Once upon a time there was a land ruled by an Orange King.
The Orange King was a wise and perceptive leader, if he did say so himself. He promised the people many things, and although most of his promises were not fulfilled, the people loved him anyway. He constantly reminded them of how terrible things would have been had the evil Pantsuit Queen ascended to the throne rather than he.
Still, there was one big problem in the land of the Orange King. It seemed that very often, the schools in the land of the Orange King flooded. Pipes would burst and there would be water everywhere. No one knew what to do. Then, one day, a pipe burst and a massive flood hit another school in the land of the Orange King. The water continued to rise.
The Orange King and his wisest advisers went to the school to try to figure out what to do about the flood. Many ideas were offered. Background checks for plumbers. Mental health counseling for water pipes. A waiting period for faucets.
Then, from the back of the room, there was a voice. It was one of the students at the school. “Why don’t you just shut off the water?” The room went silent. Then one of the Orange King’s trusted advisers from the National Flood Association said “silly student, you are too young to have wisdom and besides, water doesn’t cause floods, um….something else does.”
It was then that it struck the students. “We’re being ruled by a bunch of morons.” So the students organized, registered to vote and swept the Orange King and his party out of power once and for all. There were no more school floods and the people lived. Oh, happily ever after, sure. But before you can live happily ever after, you have to live.