A tourist walks into a curio shop in San Francisco. Looking around at
the exotica, he notices a very lifelike life-sized bronze statue of a
rat. It has no price tag, but is so striking he decides he must have
it.

He takes it to the owner, How much for the bronze rat?

$12 for the rat, $100 for the story, says the owner.

The tourist gives the man $12, Ill just take the rat, you can keep
the story.

As he walks down the street carrying his bronze rat, he notices that a
few real rats have crawled out of the alleys and sewers and begun
following him down the street. This is disconcerting, and he begins
walking faster.

But within a couple of blocks, the herd of rats behind him has grown
to hundreds, and they begin squealing. He begins to trot toward the
Bay, looking around to see that the rats now number in the
millions, and are squealing and coming toward him faster and
faster.

Concerned, even scared, he runs to the edge of the Bay, and throws the
bronze rat as far out into the water as he can. Amazingly, the
millions of rats all jump into the Bay after it, and are all drowned.

The man walks back to the curio shop.

Ah ha, says the owner, you have come back for the story?

No, says the man, I came back to see if you have a bronze
Republican.