OT: why republican
03-21-2003, 10:30 PM
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Originally posted by Just Say N2O
The daughter must have actually been a "latent conservative."
A true Liberal would have shouted back, "That has nothing to do with it! Her parents are divorced; her father is in jail and her mother is an alcoholic! Her older brother is a Crack dealer! Its not her fault. If you weren't such a fat, discusting, greedy white business owner, funding racist and discriminating legislation through the evil Republicans in Congress to insure the poor will never have a chance, her family wouldn't be poor, and she would have had some good role models!"
The daughter must have actually been a "latent conservative."
A true Liberal would have shouted back, "That has nothing to do with it! Her parents are divorced; her father is in jail and her mother is an alcoholic! Her older brother is a Crack dealer! Its not her fault. If you weren't such a fat, discusting, greedy white business owner, funding racist and discriminating legislation through the evil Republicans in Congress to insure the poor will never have a chance, her family wouldn't be poor, and she would have had some good role models!"
Even better......
03-22-2003, 07:50 AM
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My father gave this to me when I was a young teenager.
The Modern Little Red Hen
Once upon a time, there was a little red hen who scratched about the barnyard until she uncovered some grains of wheat. She called her neighbors 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," said the little red hen. And she did. The wheat grew 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 will," said the little red hen, and 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 will," said the little red hen.
She baked five loaves and held them up for her neighbors to see.
The all wanted some and, in fact, demanded a share. But the little red hen said, "No, I can eat the five loaves myself."
"Excess profits!" cried the cow.
"Capitalist leech!" screamed the duck.
"I demand equal rights!" yelled the goose.
And the pig just grunted. And they painted "unfair" picket signs and marched round and round the little red hen, shouting obscenities.
When the government agent came, he said to the little red hen, "You must not be greedy."
"But I earned the bread," said the little red hen.
"Exactly," said the agent. "That is the wonderful free enterprise system. Anyone in the barnyard can earn as much as he wants. But under out modern government regulations, the productive workers must divide their product with the idle."
And the lived happily ever after, including the little red hen, who smiled and clucked, "I am grateful. I am grateful."
But her neighbors wondered why she never again baked any more bread.
The Modern Little Red Hen
Once upon a time, there was a little red hen who scratched about the barnyard until she uncovered some grains of wheat. She called her neighbors 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," said the little red hen. And she did. The wheat grew 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 will," said the little red hen, and 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 will," said the little red hen.
She baked five loaves and held them up for her neighbors to see.
The all wanted some and, in fact, demanded a share. But the little red hen said, "No, I can eat the five loaves myself."
"Excess profits!" cried the cow.
"Capitalist leech!" screamed the duck.
"I demand equal rights!" yelled the goose.
And the pig just grunted. And they painted "unfair" picket signs and marched round and round the little red hen, shouting obscenities.
When the government agent came, he said to the little red hen, "You must not be greedy."
"But I earned the bread," said the little red hen.
"Exactly," said the agent. "That is the wonderful free enterprise system. Anyone in the barnyard can earn as much as he wants. But under out modern government regulations, the productive workers must divide their product with the idle."
And the lived happily ever after, including the little red hen, who smiled and clucked, "I am grateful. I am grateful."
But her neighbors wondered why she never again baked any more bread.
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03-22-2003, 03:21 PM
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Great stuff
There are only 2 kinds of liberals, those who want no demand something for nothing, and those who feel they haven't earned what they have(i.e. Hollywood celebs) like Opras worth $30 mill a year
Only in this evil country
There are only 2 kinds of liberals, those who want no demand something for nothing, and those who feel they haven't earned what they have(i.e. Hollywood celebs) like Opras worth $30 mill a year
Only in this evil country
