It's A Blurb! it's a Blame! It's Super Committee!
It was August, it absolutely was hot as heck, and also the state of affairs was dire. The president required his credit limit increased in time for the vacations, or the planet would be destroyed! therefore he took the sort of drastic action solely a career politician with vast experience in community organizing might take: he appointed a committee. but not just any committee, no! a brilliant 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 considering his arch-enemies and who so sat at the chair within the middle, spoke 1st. "You're right, Joker," he said. "We got to yank those taxes up nice and high! especially on those millionaires and billionaires who somehow manage to create $200K!"
"You can't do this," said arch-villain Captain America. "Those are business homeowners. they are the sole hope we have for investment and employment and recovery of the worldwide 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 the deal," he said. "There will be no deal."
After an awed hush, Rhino dared speak. "But Mr. Luther, if we don't make 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 rent a bazillion government staff to create us a brand new one! larger government, the illusion of employment, happy China... all issues solved!"
"But what concerning the $600 billion that'll pop out of entitlementses, Precious?" asked Gollum. "Not gonna happen!" everyone 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 pretty penny." "But who will we find who needs a modern, stealthy air force and has that sort of money?" Rhino asked.
Luther just smiled.
"Iran?" steered Menace. everyone agreed that Iran, or their friends, might use a modern air force and could afford to buy one. There was a lot of rejoicing.
And that's how the president and his Super Friends saved the day and made the planet safe for socialism. Now, drink your soy milk and go back to sleep, little voters. don't have nightmares concerning freedom and personal prosperity... those monsters were slain 3 years ago.
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by Michael D. Hume, M.S.
Michael Hume could be a speaker, writer, and consultant specializing in helping people maximize their potential and enjoy 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, at the side of personal vitality.
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