THE MAKING OF FOOLS
By Blue Turtle
Once there was a small group of unselfish farmers who lived on a fertile plateau above a river. The land was rich and the crops grew well, but had to be irrigated from the stream below.
A farmer named Matt and his chubby son named Kat owned the land bordering the stream.
Now this little community worked well together for many years. Matt was an unselfish individual and had constructed a waterwheel, which he trod upon every day to pump water to his neighbor’s lands, and his neighbors showed their appreciation by sharing their crops with him. In the mean time his chubby son Kat did nothing all day but look after a small herd of ass that he owned.
Now this went on for years and the neighbors watched as Matt slowly worked himself to death for their benefit while his son rode about on his little ass watching the herd.
One day they approached Matt and asked him, “Why don’t you make Kat get off his little ass and help you?”
Matt would only smile and say, “Oh don’t worry, his day will come. I won’t be around forever.”
Sure enough, Matt died one day while working at the wheel, and Kat found he faced his father’s responsibility of working the water wheel and also looking after the small herd of ass that he had nurtured for so many years.
Now Kat was no fool, he had done nothing but sit on his ass thinking as he watched his father work, and he had come up with a solution on how to avoid all the difficult labor he faced.
Looking at the little herd he thought, since they are doing nothing but eating my grass and grain, why not put their ass to work.
So with the minimum of labor he fixed the water wheel so that he wouldn’t have to get off his ass to work it. But the idea didn’t work out too well. He found that by the end of the day his ass was really dragging carrying his weight and working the water wheel too.
Now this just won’t do, thought Kat, I’m not about to get off my ass and lead him. If I’ve got to get off my ass and work then someone will have to pay.
Unfortunately for the farmers the summer was hot and dry, and that night heat lightning started a fire that burned out of control, burning nearly all their barns and livestock. Only Kat survived the loss because his house was near an immediate source of water to fight the fire.
One by one the stricken farmers approached Kat lamenting, “What shall I do? I must plant more grain to feed my family, but I lost my ass in the fire. Will you lend me your ass?”
Kat would just look at each one in turn while he wrung his greedy little hands answering, “What’s this? I’m not about to give my ass away for nothing! You’re going to have to pay for it.”
“But how can we pay?” the farmers lamented, “We have nothing left to pay with.”
“Don’t worry,” replied Kat, “I’ll think of something.”
The next day Kat was over at his neighbor’s house, sitting on his ass watching him clean the mess made by the fire. He noticed that the man’s pretty daughter remained idle and asked the man about it.
“ Oh I can’t ask her to work,” replied the farmer, “She’s a prophet. She can tell us the best time to plant and all. Each of us has a daughter to do only that. It wouldn’t be right to ask them to work too.”
Kat grinned. A plan developed as he sat there on his ass pondering. “I’ll tell you what,” he announced to the farmer, “I’ve come to a conclusion about letting you have a little ass. You and the other farmers meet me at my place tomorrow, and bring your daughters with you.”
The next day all the farmers met in front of Kat’s house and listened as he made his announcement.
“Now each of you is here because you want a little ass.” Kat said, “Your very life depends upon it. Therefore I have a proposition for you. Since each of has a daughter as a prophet who does no work, then you leave her here as collateral and each day you come over here and work your ass off on the waterwheel until I feel your ass is paid for. Now you all owe a lot to my ass for pumping your water, so I feel it is fitting that you should agree to this by kissing it.”
Of course none of the farmers had a choice, they gave in to the fat little man.
Which leads us to the moral of this story:
These poor unselfish farmers had now joined the rest of us. Not only did they have to work their asses off each day, they ended up kissing some fat Kat’s ass while he made all the prophets….LOL
Blue Turtle
