Two Bulls

Here are some descriptions on how different segments of society deal with bull.

FREE MARKET ECONOMICS: You have two cows. You sell one and force the other to produce the milk of four cows. You profess surprise when the cow drops dead. You put the blame on some nation with cows & naturally that nation will be a danger to mankind. You wage war to save the world and grab the cows.

WWW.ONTHEBORDERLINE.NET ECONOMICS: You buy what you assume are a bull and a cow over the Internet. You then set up an Internet site to sell the milk and calves you will be producing. This allows you to work out of your home and stay up all night blogging in your boxer shorts. On the night the cow and bull arrive, you lead them into the OTBL club house and wait for the miracle to free-market economics to happen. Since you took delivery during the night -- because you do everything in the dark -- you never noticed that you got two bulls instead of a bull and a cow.

Every night you go out to milk the cow in the dark, but the cow isn't producing anywhere near what is needed to meet the demand coming in on your internet site. In the meanwhile, all your friends have moved to Mississippi where the milk price supports are much higher. So one night, after another unsuccessful milking of the herd, you go back to the house, finish the last of your Blogger Lager, load up the big ugly truck, round up the family and move to Mississippi. When your wife and kids ask why, you tell them that dairy farming is a lot of bull and the pastures are greener in Mississippi -- except you can't tell the difference in the middle of the night.

REALITY ECONOMICS: You have two cows. You sell one and buy a bull. Your herd multiplies and the economy grows. You get a check from the government for milk supports. The value of your land increases beyond your wildest dreams. City folks start moving in and building houses where you family has farmed for the last 125 years. The only people not noticing this housing boom are members of www.ontheborderline.net. Your kids all go to college, learn how to program computers, move far away, forget you ever existed, start up an internet blog site to complain about teachers, unions, public schools and communists taking so much of their income that they are only able to take the kids to Disney Land twice a year and Roswell, New Mexico every other year. Eventually they forget what the difference is between a cow and a bull, let along where they came from and start believing Mississippi is the most progressive state in the Union.

With no kids left to work the farm, you sell the land, buy a motor home, say to hell with the price of gas, hit the road, hit the casinos and stay overnight in Wal-mart parking lots. You try to spend all the money before your kids, their spouses and kids are forced to move back home because their computer programming jobs have been outsourced to India and the only jobs available pay a minimum wage that hasn't changed in 10 years. But through your connections with the cart retriever at the Wal-Mart where you park your motorhome, you are able to get your kids jobs at Wal-Mart that pay even more then minimum wage.

Things are cramped in the motorhome. Over time all the kids and their spouses eventually get hired at Wal-Mart. Thanks to the hardwork and sweat of 10 year olds in Central America, you kids are able to buy large tents cheap at Wal-Mart and are soon able to get a piece of dirt in the park next to Wal-Mart. Once again, the whole family is back together in the traditional family unit. Now, if a big dust storm would come, it will be just like the good old days during the Great Depression.