It's A Blurb! it's a Blame! It's Super Committee!
It was August, it absolutely was hot as heck, and therefore the scenario was dire. The president needed his credit limit increased in time for the holidays, or the globe would be destroyed! therefore he took the sort of drastic action only a career politician with vast experience in community organizing may take: he appointed a committee. but not just any committee, no! an excellent Committee!
Charged with fixing everything by Thanksgiving, the Super Friends gathered around a table at a top-secret location... cartoon heroes on one facet, cartoon villains on the other. Rhino, whose super power is believing his arch-enemies and who so sat at the chair in the middle, spoke 1st. "You're right, Joker," he said. "We ought to yank those taxes up nice and high! especially on those millionaires and billionaires who somehow manage to create $200K!"
"You cannot do that," said arch-villain Captain America. "Those are business house owners. they are the sole hope we have for investment and employment and recovery of the world economy."
Everyone just stared at the Captain, and eventually, the Super Demediacrat coalition got up and left the room. "You get that guy?" Two-Face said, rolling his eyes as they huffed out. "Private sector. Sheesh."
Once they all settled in at their new top-secret location, Lex Luther (the super brain behind the coalition) spoke quietly over tented fingers. "This is that the deal," he said. "There are going to be no deal."
After an awed hush, Rhino dared speak. "But Mr. Luther, if we don't create a deal by Thanksgiving, we have to, like, sell the navy!"
Luther just smiled.
"Wait," said the Red Menace, "that's brilliant! we have a tendency to sell the navy to China - they need one - and then we have a tendency to hire a bazillion government staff to create us a replacement one! larger government, the illusion of employment, happy China... all problems solved!"
"But what concerning the $600 billion that'll commence of entitlementses, Precious?" asked Gollum. "Not gonna happen!" everybody yelled in unison. "If we have to, we'll just sell the air force, too," said The inexperienced Boondoggle. "I bet that'll fetch a fairly penny." "But who will we discover who needs a modern, stealthy air force and has that sort of money?" Rhino asked.
Luther just smiled.
"Iran?" recommended Menace. everybody agreed that Iran, or their friends, may use a modern air force and will afford to buy one. There was a lot of rejoicing.
And that's how the president and his Super Friends saved the day and created the globe safe for socialism. Now, drink your soy milk and go back to sleep, very little voters. don't have nightmares concerning freedom and private prosperity... those monsters were slain 3 years ago.
Only The Voters will Save the globe currently
by Michael D. Hume, M.S.
Michael Hume is a speaker, writer, and consultant specializing in serving to people maximize their potential and luxuriate in inspiring lives. As a part of his inspirational leadership mission, he coaches executives and leaders in growing their personal sense of well-being through wealth creation and management, beside personal vitality.
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