[DaMadman]

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;
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 will 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 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.

"Capitalist leech!" screamed the duck.

"I demand equal rights!" yelled the goose.

The pig just grunted in disdain.

And 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,"

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.....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?