Who holds the real power: the shepherd or the sheep?

Lately, there has been a huge wave of protests around the world and the streets were crouded by people who want things to change. Starting with Turkey, then Bulgaria, then Brazil, then Egypt, people have come to realize that they hold the real power and not their government. Here is a good story which will make you think about it.

Once upon a time, there was a family of shepherds who lived happily with their flock of sheep. The shepherds were very caring towards the animals: they were feeding them, protecting them from the wild animals and taking them out for pasture. From time to time the sheep would try to escape from the farm, but then the oldest shepherd would approach them and say "You, stupid sheep! Don't you know that the land out there is quite dangerous for you? Only here at the farm will you find water, food and most importantly, a place where you'll be safe from the wolves".

This technique seemed to work every time and the sheep's escape attempts used to be all in vain. Until one different sheep joined the flock. You could say she was "the black sheep" indeed. She was quite stubborn and would often try to persuade the other sheep to leave the farm and go live in the mountain. The old shepherd would often go to talk to the sheep about all the dangerous things that were awaiting them in the wild, but the sheep were gradually becoming more excited and taking them back to the farm after they were out on a pasture was getting more challenging than ever.

One night the black sheep finally managed to convince its brothers and sisters and they fleed the farm. The shepherds were sleeping and did not notice the absence of their animals until the sun rose. When they saw the farm was empty they got really anxious and went to the oldest shepherd to tell him how they felt about what had happened.

"The sheep are gone. They're gone!"
"Our poor sheep..."
"They will starve to death..."
"They will die out of thirst..."
"And the wolves will get them!"
"Poor sheep, what are they going to do without us?", cried the youngest among the shepherds.

The old shepher coughed, then looked out to the wild and said "What are they going to do without us indeed? But most importantly, what are we going to do without them?"