We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Once upon a time in a village, a man appeared and announced to the villagers that he would buy monkeys for $5 each.
The villagers rejoiced that there were so many monkeys around, and went into the forests and started catching them.
The man bought thousands of monkeys @ $5 apiece, but as the supply of monkeys diminished they became harder to catch, and so soon enough the villagers began to lose interest in continuing the transations.
Then the man announced that he would now buy monkeys at twice the price, or $10.
This huge price increase renewed the villagers' interest, and soon they were ranging farther afield, and their greater investment of time & effort paid off as their monkey catch rose high again.
But sure enough the monkey supply even far from the village diminished even further, costing the villagers so much effort to catch them that again they lost interest in the deal and stopped hunting monkeys.
The man then doubled his bid to $20 each and immediately the newly inspired villagers scrambled to get back to monkey catching.
But the supply of monkeys began falling more and more, and in time it cost great time, effort, and expense to catch any monkeys at all.
So the man announced that he would start paying all the way to $50 apiece!
However, since he had to go to the city on some business, his assistant would now handle the transactions.
Soon after the man was gone, the assistant told the villagers,
"Look at all these monkeys in the big cage that the man has collected. I'll sell them to you at $40 and when the man gets back, you can sell them back to him for the $50 each."
So the excited villagers hurriedly sold off all their valuables and rounded up all their savings and bought all the monkeys @ $40 apiece.
The next morning the assistant had disappeared, and nobody knew where the man was nor when he would show back up and buy their $40 monkeys for $50.
The villagers now had nothing left but monkeys, which were everywhere and overunning the village and had to be fed and cared for because they were so valuable as soon as the man came back.
Which brings to mind the old story handed down from father to son on the reality of the harsh business world.
Once a wealthy man with three sons passed away. His will specified that each of his three some in oder to get their inheritance must do two things at church service before the funeral burial. They must view the body, say their good byes and then leave two thousand dollars in the casket.
The attorney son went first, saying his good byes and depositing $2000 in fifty dollar bills.
The doctor son followed, also saying good bye and depositing $2000 in $100 dollar bills..
Finally the stockbroker son's turn came. He approached the casket and said his good byes, He then took out his check book, made out a check for six thousand dollars and took the four thousand dollars as change for the difference.
Assistant Village Idiot
I'm umbrageously disheartened that all of mankind has not found the perfect harmonic balance, allowing us to unleash the love and affection we have but are unable to express. The solution is that but time and chance happen to all mankind in time. Let us embrace that time, as fleeting as the beat of a butterflies wing or the faintest cool breeze upon our brow. All we need is love.
Rush read this story on his show today. He said that Hillary was trying to appeal to these Angry White men by telling the story of her famous hunting trip when she murdered a duck. That story convinced me. She got my vote.