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thats what we are doing right now. its called obama bucks.
if he gets re-elected, the 47 will go to the 57 or higher.
The Little Red Hen
“Who will help me plant my wheat?” asked the little red hen.
“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.” She planted her crop and the wheat grew and
ripened.
“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 will do it by myself,” said the little red hen, and so she did.
“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 will 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 (Nancy Pelosi)
“Capitalist leech!” screamed the duck (Barbara Boxer)
“I demand equal rights!” yelled the goose (Jesse Jackson)
The pig just grunted in disdain (Harry Reid)
And they all painted ‘Unfair!’ picket signs and marched around and
around the little red hen, shouting obscenities.
When the farmer (Obama) 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 Barack the farmer. “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.”
And 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 so
long as there was free bread that ‘the rich’ were paying for.
And perhaps…this is the end.
And the next week, there was no bread, or anything else to eat. So, they
all starved equally.
EPILOGUE
Bill Clinton is getting $12 million for his memoirs.
Hillary got $8 million for hers.
That’s $20 million for the memories from two people, who for eight
years repeatedly testified, under oath, that they couldn’t remember
anything.
DO WE LIVE IN A GREAT BARNYARD OR WHAT?