Faster horses
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Yes, Angusgord, this was an email I received. I wouldn't read any further if that bothers you. :roll:
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> I was in my neighborhood restaurant this morning and was seated behind
> a group of jubilant individuals celebrating the successful passing of
> the recent health care bill. I could not finish my breakfast. This is
> what ensued:
>
> They were a diverse group of several races and both sexes. I heard the
> young man exclaim, “Isn’t Obama like Jesus Christ? I mean, after all,
> he is healing the sick.” The young woman enthusiastically proclaimed,
> “Yeah, and he does it for free. I cannot believe anyone would think
> that a free market would work for health care. They are all crooks and
> thieves and don’t deserve all of that money.” Another said, "The
> stupid
> Republicans want us all to starve to death so they can inherit all of
> the power. Obama should be made a Saint for what he did for those of
> us
> less fortunate.” At this, I had heard enough.
>
> I arose from my seat, mustering all the restraint I could find, and
> approached their table. “Please excuse me; may I impose upon you for
> one moment?” They smiled and welcomed me to the conversation. I stood
> at the end of their table, smiled as best I could and began an
> experiment.
>
> “I would like to give one of you my house. It will cost you no money
> and I will pay all of the expenses and taxes for as long as you live
> there. Anyone interested?”
> They looked at each other in astonishment. “Why would you do something
> like that?” asked a young man, “There isn’t anything for free in this
> world.” They began to laugh at me, as they did not realize this man
> had
> just made my point. “I am serious, I will give you my house for free,
> no money what so ever. Anyone interested?” In unison, a resounding
> “Hell Yeah!” fills the room.
>
> “Since there are too many of you, I will have to make a choice as to
> who
> receives this money free bargain.” I noticed an elderly couple was
> paying attention to the spectacle unfolding before their eyes, the old
> man shaking his head in apparent disgust. “I tell you what; I will
> give
> it to the one of you most willing to obey my rules.” Again, they
> looked
> at one another, an expression of bewilderment on their faces.
> The perky young woman asked, “What are the rules?” I smiled and said,
> “I don’t know. I have not yet defined them. However, it is a free home
> that I offer you.” They giggled amongst themselves, the youngest of
> which said, “What an old coot. He must be crazy to give away his home.
> Go take your meds, old man.”
> I smiled and leaned into the table a bit further. “I am serious, this
> is a legitimate offer.” They gaped at me for a moment.
>
> “Hell, I’ll take it you old fool. Where are the keys?” boasted the
> youngest among them. “Then I presume you accept ALL of my terms then?”
> I asked.
> The elderly couple seemed amused and entertained as they watched from
> the privacy of their table. “Oh hell yeah! Where do I sign up?”
> I took a napkin and wrote, “I give this man my home, without the
> burden
> of financial obligation, so long as he accepts and abides by the terms
> that I shall set forth upon consummation of this transaction.” I
> signed
> it and handed it to the young man who eagerly scratched out his
> signature.
> “Where are the keys to my new house?” he asked in a mocking tone of
> voice. All eyes were upon us as I stepped back from the table, pulling
> the keys from pocket and dangling them before the excited new
> homeowner.
>
> “Now that we have entered into this binding contract, witnessed by all
> of your friends, I have decided upon the conditions you are obligated
> to adhere from this point forward. You may only live in the house for
> one hour a day. You will not use anything inside of the home. You will
> obey me without question or resistance. I expect complete loyalty and
> admiration for this gift I bestow upon you. You will accept my
> commands
> and wishes with enthusiasm, no matter the nature. Your morals and
> principles shall be as mine. You will vote as I do, think as I do and
> do it with blind faith. These are my terms. Here are your keys.” I
> reached the keys forward and the young man looked at me dumb founded.
>
> “Are you out of your freaking mind? Who would ever agree to those
> ridiculous terms?” the young man appeared irritated. “You did when you
> signed this contract before reading it, understanding it and with the
> full knowledge that I would provide my conditions only after you
> committed to the agreement,” was all I said.
> The elderly man chuckled as his wife tried to restrain himself. I was
> looking at a now silenced and bewildered group of people. “You can
> shove that stupid deal up; you’re a ** old man, I want no part of
> it."
> exclaimed the now infuriated young man.
> “You have committed to the contract, as witnessed by all of your
> friends; you cannot get out of the deal unless I agree to it. I do not
> intend to let you free now that I have you ensnared. I am the power
> you
> agreed to. I am the one you blindly and without thought chose to
> enslave yourself to. In short, I am your Master.” At this, the table
> of
> celebrating individuals became a unified group against the unfairness
> of the deal.
>
> After a few moments of unrepeatable comments and slurs, I revealed my
> true intent. “What I did to you is what this administration and
> congress did to you with the health care legislation. I easily
> suckered
> you in and then revealed the real cost of the bargain. Your folly was
> in the belief that you can have something you did not earn; that you
> are entitled to that which you did not earn; that you willingly
> allowed
> someone else to think for you. Your failure to research, study and
> inform yourself permitted reason to escape you. You have entered into
> a
> trap from which you cannot flee. Your only chance of freedom is if
> your
> new Master gives it unto you. A freedom that is given can also be
> taken
> away; therefore, it is not freedom.” With that, I tore up the napkin
> and placed it before the astonished young man. “This is the nature of
> your new health care legislation.”
>
> I turned away to leave these few in thought and contemplation and was
> surprised by applause. The elderly gentleman, who was clearly
> entertained, shook my hand enthusiastically and said, “Thank you Sir,
> these kids don’t understand Liberty these days.” He refused to allow
> me
> to pay my bill as he said, “You earned this one, it is an honor to
> pickup the tab.” I shook his hand in thanks, leaving the restaurant
> somewhat humbled, and sensing a glimmer of hope for my beloved
> country.
.
>
> I was in my neighborhood restaurant this morning and was seated behind
> a group of jubilant individuals celebrating the successful passing of
> the recent health care bill. I could not finish my breakfast. This is
> what ensued:
>
> They were a diverse group of several races and both sexes. I heard the
> young man exclaim, “Isn’t Obama like Jesus Christ? I mean, after all,
> he is healing the sick.” The young woman enthusiastically proclaimed,
> “Yeah, and he does it for free. I cannot believe anyone would think
> that a free market would work for health care. They are all crooks and
> thieves and don’t deserve all of that money.” Another said, "The
> stupid
> Republicans want us all to starve to death so they can inherit all of
> the power. Obama should be made a Saint for what he did for those of
> us
> less fortunate.” At this, I had heard enough.
>
> I arose from my seat, mustering all the restraint I could find, and
> approached their table. “Please excuse me; may I impose upon you for
> one moment?” They smiled and welcomed me to the conversation. I stood
> at the end of their table, smiled as best I could and began an
> experiment.
>
> “I would like to give one of you my house. It will cost you no money
> and I will pay all of the expenses and taxes for as long as you live
> there. Anyone interested?”
> They looked at each other in astonishment. “Why would you do something
> like that?” asked a young man, “There isn’t anything for free in this
> world.” They began to laugh at me, as they did not realize this man
> had
> just made my point. “I am serious, I will give you my house for free,
> no money what so ever. Anyone interested?” In unison, a resounding
> “Hell Yeah!” fills the room.
>
> “Since there are too many of you, I will have to make a choice as to
> who
> receives this money free bargain.” I noticed an elderly couple was
> paying attention to the spectacle unfolding before their eyes, the old
> man shaking his head in apparent disgust. “I tell you what; I will
> give
> it to the one of you most willing to obey my rules.” Again, they
> looked
> at one another, an expression of bewilderment on their faces.
> The perky young woman asked, “What are the rules?” I smiled and said,
> “I don’t know. I have not yet defined them. However, it is a free home
> that I offer you.” They giggled amongst themselves, the youngest of
> which said, “What an old coot. He must be crazy to give away his home.
> Go take your meds, old man.”
> I smiled and leaned into the table a bit further. “I am serious, this
> is a legitimate offer.” They gaped at me for a moment.
>
> “Hell, I’ll take it you old fool. Where are the keys?” boasted the
> youngest among them. “Then I presume you accept ALL of my terms then?”
> I asked.
> The elderly couple seemed amused and entertained as they watched from
> the privacy of their table. “Oh hell yeah! Where do I sign up?”
> I took a napkin and wrote, “I give this man my home, without the
> burden
> of financial obligation, so long as he accepts and abides by the terms
> that I shall set forth upon consummation of this transaction.” I
> signed
> it and handed it to the young man who eagerly scratched out his
> signature.
> “Where are the keys to my new house?” he asked in a mocking tone of
> voice. All eyes were upon us as I stepped back from the table, pulling
> the keys from pocket and dangling them before the excited new
> homeowner.
>
> “Now that we have entered into this binding contract, witnessed by all
> of your friends, I have decided upon the conditions you are obligated
> to adhere from this point forward. You may only live in the house for
> one hour a day. You will not use anything inside of the home. You will
> obey me without question or resistance. I expect complete loyalty and
> admiration for this gift I bestow upon you. You will accept my
> commands
> and wishes with enthusiasm, no matter the nature. Your morals and
> principles shall be as mine. You will vote as I do, think as I do and
> do it with blind faith. These are my terms. Here are your keys.” I
> reached the keys forward and the young man looked at me dumb founded.
>
> “Are you out of your freaking mind? Who would ever agree to those
> ridiculous terms?” the young man appeared irritated. “You did when you
> signed this contract before reading it, understanding it and with the
> full knowledge that I would provide my conditions only after you
> committed to the agreement,” was all I said.
> The elderly man chuckled as his wife tried to restrain himself. I was
> looking at a now silenced and bewildered group of people. “You can
> shove that stupid deal up; you’re a ** old man, I want no part of
> it."
> exclaimed the now infuriated young man.
> “You have committed to the contract, as witnessed by all of your
> friends; you cannot get out of the deal unless I agree to it. I do not
> intend to let you free now that I have you ensnared. I am the power
> you
> agreed to. I am the one you blindly and without thought chose to
> enslave yourself to. In short, I am your Master.” At this, the table
> of
> celebrating individuals became a unified group against the unfairness
> of the deal.
>
> After a few moments of unrepeatable comments and slurs, I revealed my
> true intent. “What I did to you is what this administration and
> congress did to you with the health care legislation. I easily
> suckered
> you in and then revealed the real cost of the bargain. Your folly was
> in the belief that you can have something you did not earn; that you
> are entitled to that which you did not earn; that you willingly
> allowed
> someone else to think for you. Your failure to research, study and
> inform yourself permitted reason to escape you. You have entered into
> a
> trap from which you cannot flee. Your only chance of freedom is if
> your
> new Master gives it unto you. A freedom that is given can also be
> taken
> away; therefore, it is not freedom.” With that, I tore up the napkin
> and placed it before the astonished young man. “This is the nature of
> your new health care legislation.”
>
> I turned away to leave these few in thought and contemplation and was
> surprised by applause. The elderly gentleman, who was clearly
> entertained, shook my hand enthusiastically and said, “Thank you Sir,
> these kids don’t understand Liberty these days.” He refused to allow
> me
> to pay my bill as he said, “You earned this one, it is an honor to
> pickup the tab.” I shook his hand in thanks, leaving the restaurant
> somewhat humbled, and sensing a glimmer of hope for my beloved
> country.