THE LITTLE RED HEN-MODERN VERSION
>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 then 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 gree dy." "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 got $12 million for his memoirs.
>Hillary got $8 million for hers.
>That's $20 million for memories from two pe ople, who for eight
>years, repeatedly testified, under oath, that they couldn't remember
>anything.
>IS THIS A GREAT COUNTRY, OR WHAT?