An E-mail I Received

From the in-box:

City boy, Kenny, moved to the country and bought a donkey from an old farmer for $100.00. The farmer agreed to deliver the donkey the next day.
The next day the farmer drove up and said, “Sorry son, but I have some bad news, the donkey died.”
Kenny replied, “Well then, just give me my money back.”
The farmer said, “Can’t do that. I went and spent it already.”

Kenny said, “OK then, just unload the donkey.”
The farmer asked, “What ya gonna do with him?”
Kenny, “I’m going to raffle him off.”
Farmer, “You can’t raffle off a dead donkey!”
Kenny, “Sure I can. Watch me. I just won’t tell anybody he is dead.”
A month later the farmer met up with Kenny and asked, “What happened
with that dead donkey?”
Kenny, “I raffled him off. I sold 500 tickets at two dollars a piece and made a profit of $898.00.”
Farmer, “Didn’t anyone complain?”
Kenny, “Just the guy who won. So I gave him his two dollars back.”
Kenny grew up and eventually became the chairman of Enron.

Enron. How soon we all forget. And what about Harken?

1 thought on “An E-mail I Received

  1. dead donkey = SS trust fund;
    Bush claims donkey (trust fund) is dead;
    maybe we can sell tickets to all the repukes for the trust fund treasury notes–winner takes all;
    since there is no trust fund, we can refund the winner’s two bucks, put all the proceeds (about double the current trust fund value), plus the existing non-existenttrust fund, toward solving the SS “problem”;
    then we can raise SS benefits for everyone (except those making over ~ $90,000 per year), and reduce payroll taxes;
    finally we can work on fairly taxing income from capital consistent with taxes on wages from actual work.

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