The Little Red Hen

Sometimes children's stories are better at seeing the light.

Once  upon a time, on a farm in Virginia, 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  Democrat 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.

'Above my  pay grade,' 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. (Nancy Pelosi)

'Capitalist  leech!' screamed the duck. (Barbara Boxer)

'I demand 

 equal rights!' yelled the goose. (Jesse Jackson).

The  pig just grunted in disdain. (Ted Kennedy)

And they all  painted 'Unfair!' picket signs and marched around and
around the  little red hen, shouting obscenities.

Then 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 again because she joined the 'party' and got her  bread 
free.

And all the Democrats cried out,"We all demanded 'Change'and now
'Fairness' has been established."
Individual initiative had died, yet nobody noticed;  perhaps no one
cared -- so long as there was free bread that 'The Rich' were paying
for.


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.

IS THIS A GREAT  BARNYARD OR WHAT? 
And Obama and CHANGE is coming.

The Little Red Hen