COMMUNISM!
April's Dave in Ohio
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From: "Phil Scovell" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Wednesday, July 18, 2007 1:56 PM
Subject: Political


Little Red Hen


     Once upon a time, on a farm in Texas, there was a little red
hen who scratched about the barnyard until she uncovered quite a
few grains of wheat.  She called all of her neighbors together and
said, "If we  plant this wheat, we shall have bread to eat.  Who
will help me plant it?"

     "Not I," said the cow.

     "Not I," said the duck.

     "Not I," said the pig.

     "Not I," said the goose.

     "Then I will do it by myself," said the little red hen And so
she did and The wheat grew very tall and ripened into golden
grain.  "Who will  help me reap my wheat?" asked the little red
hen.

     "Not I," said the duck.

     "Out of my classification," said the pig.

     "I'd lose my seniority," said the cow.

     "I'd lose my unemployment compensation," said the goose.

     "Then I shall do it by myself," said the little red hen, and
so she  did.

     At last it came time to bake the bread.  "Who will help me
bake the bread?" asked the little red hen.

     "That would be overtime for me," said the cow.

     "I'd lose my welfare benefits," said the duck.

     "I'm a dropout and never learned how," said the pig.

     "If I'm to be the only helper, that's discrimination," said
the goose.

     "Then I shall do it by myself," said the little red hen.

     She baked  five loaves and held them up for all of her
neighbors to see.  They wanted some and, in fact, demanded a
share.  But the little red hen said,  "No, I shall eat all five
loaves."

     "Excess profits!" cried the cow.  (Pelosi)

     "Capitalist leech!" screamed the duck.  (Boxer)

     "I demand equal rights!" yelled the goose.  (Jesse Jackson)

     The pig just grunted in disdain.  (Hoffa)

     They all painted "Unfair!" picket signs and marched around
and  around the little red hen, shouting obscenities.

     Then a government agent came, he said to the little red hen,
"You must not be so greedy."

     "But I earned the bread," said the little red hen.

     "Exactly," said the agent.  "That is what makes our free
enterprise system so wonderful.  Anyone in the barnyard can earn
as much as he wants.  But under our modern government
regulations, the productive workers must divide the fruits of
their labor with those who are lazy  and idle.)

     Then they all lived happily ever after, including the little
red hen,  who smiled and clucked, "I am grateful, for now I truly
understand,"  But her neighbors became quite disappointed in her.
She never again baked bread because she joined the "party" and got
her bread free.  And all the Democrats smiled.  Fairness had been
established.  Individual initiative had died, but nobody noticed;
perhaps no one cared as long as there was free bread that "the
rich" were paying for.

     Bill Clinton is getting $12 million for his memoirs.  Hillary
got $8 million for hers.  That's $20 million for memories from two
people, who for eight years, repeatedly testified, under oath,
that they couldn't remember  anything.

     IS THIS A GREAT COUNTRY, OR WHAT?