Peas And Carrots
Author: Michael Hume
Maybe It's Time To Take Away The Government's Fat Kids
by Michael D. Hume, M.S.
I am as proud of the president now as I've ever been, or ever will be. Just the other day, he proclaimed that we need to "eat our peas." And I think we should give peas a chance.
In a completely unrelated story, around the same time the other day, a recommendation came to us from some intellectual elite social engineers (who have many fancy degrees and titles) saying that, when kids become obese, the guv'mint should take them away from their parents.
Now, the president may have been talking about something else when he made the "peas" comment, but I think he's on to something. Let's take your kids away from you, since you are too stupid to raise them without blowing them up like balloons, and let's feed 'em peas. Lots of peas. Peas in the mornin,' peas in the evenin,' peas at supper time.
This may not help the childhood obesity problem, but think of the economic stimulus it will provide to pea farmers in America! We're gonna need some peas for this plan... LOTS of peas.
You know, come to think of it, there's no way we can trust the free market to produce enough peas to feed all these obese kids. We need the guv'mint to intervene. But that will just create more jobs! Jobs for federal pea farmers, jobs for bureaucracies to oversee those pea farms, and jobs for politicians, lobbyists, and more bureaucracies to oversee those bureaucracies.
Where, I wonder, will we get the money to make the appropriately-ginormous "investments" we'll have to make in peas? I guess we should start by soaking the rich. I saw on the TV contraption, though, that a family which earns $50,000 per year has a share of the federal debt which is over $70,000 per year. I'm no math professor (anymore), but I'm not sure we're going to be able to get all the pea money we need from taxes. We're gonna have to borrow some more money from the Chinese.
And THAT'S what the president was talking about when he said we need to eat our peas. He was metaphorizing. Our "peas" in this case refers to the "hard choices" we have to make to start borrowing and spending like crazy again. It's all part of the peas process.
You can see the brilliance here. It all fits together like Barnum and Bailey, like Cloward and Piven, like... well, like peas and carrots!
And I can't wait to hear more creative pea-brained ideas from the president.
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About the Author
Michael Hume is a speaker, writer, and consultant specializing in helping people maximize their potential and enjoy inspiring lives. As part of his inspirational leadership mission, he coaches executives and leaders in growing their personal sense of well-being through wealth creation and management, along with personal vitality.
Those with an entrepreneurial spirit who want to make money "one less thing to worry about" can learn more about working with Michael at http://www.caym.tv/18812
Anyone wanting to jump-start their vitality can browse through the best (and most travel-friendly) nutraceuticals on the market at http://shop.enivausa.com/239824
Michael and his wife, Kathryn, divide their time between homes in California and Colorado. They are very proud of their offspring, who grew up to include a homemaker, a rock star, a service talent, and a television expert. Two grandchildren also warm their hearts! Visit Michael's web site at http://michaelhume.net
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