Seven years old Ted was playing in his room on the Sunday morning. It was quarter to 12 and his Mom gave him a shout to come down for lunch. As per the usual routine, when Mom asks to come down for the meal, it means all the toys in the right places and the room tidied up. Today was different. He continued playing for ten more minutes and then went down for lunch. He obviously did not mention this on the lunch table and lunch was as usual. After lunch when Mom came upstairs and peeked into Ted’s room, she could see toys lying all over the place. Her temper shot up.
Ted what’s going on? Why are these toys outside? Why is your room in a mess?
You see Mom, in school we had a lesson on democracy. I know now that United States is a democracy and hence all the citizens have a right to their opinion. In my opinion I want my room to be my way and this is the way I think I want it to be. This is my federal a right as I am also an equal citizen.
Mom was dumbstruck for a second. But just for a second.
Ted, do you know the difference between democracy and dictatorship?
No, but I am aware dictatorship is the next lesson coming up in school.
Ok, follow me now. And she walked out of the door.
Mom where are we going? Ted followed Mom who was stepping down the stairs.
You will know in a minute.
She walked past the dining room to the garage door and opened the door.
Now step out into the garage.
He obliged, still perplexed clueless about this whole thing.
Ok Ted, now listen. This is the threshold. She pointed to the edge of step that went down into the garage. What goes on your side of the threshold is termed as Democracy. And what goes inside is called Dictatorship. So if you want to live in a democracy, do things your way, stay out. But if you want to live in this house, you will have to live by my rules. Take your pick.
Ted, visibly upset due to the introduction of this new dimension, asked - where will I go Mom?
That’s up to you son, if you want to live in democracy, figure out where you want to be. I can allow you to stay in the garage. I am your Mom after all. But if you want to go back to your room, you know what to do.
Yes Mom, said a disappointed Ted.
He came back in and headed straight to his room. All the toys were in place in the next 5 minutes.