So you like debating with non believers on other lists? Carl, the gentle
missionary. I have encountered a Trump supporter on another list who is also an
Evangelical Christian. He began a private conversation with me abpit Trump
after I'd commented on the book, Fire and Fury. He expected me to support the
Democrats as most anti-Trump people do and I guess he liked that I didn't do
that. But we don't agree about Trump. Then, I suppose, he thought that I might
be a believer, and sent me a prayer. I thanked him, but said I am not a
Christian. Then he sent me a rather vicious article about atheists and asked
what I thought of it. I told him that I didn't like it because I happen to be
an atheist, but I suggested that rather than arguing about religion, it would
be best if we all thought about how to make life better for everyone in the
world, to be sure that everyone has housing and enough to eat, and that there
are no more wars. I wonder how he'll respond to that.
Miriam
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Subject: [blind-democracy] Monday Morning's Mindless Meandering
Good Monday Morning to All who have nothing better to do.
On another list we have been discussing capitalism with a fellow who proclaims
that this economic system is better than sliced bread.
Despite the fact that some of those corporations enabled by Capitalism, have
grown to be so big and powerful, and wealthy, that they now thumb their noses
at even the strongest nations.
Unrestrained Capitalism could end up like the world in the following story.
Well thank goodness we didn't have capitalism back when Ally Oop crawled out of
his cave and harnessed fire. Can you imagine? "Hi, I'm Ally Oop, and I'm here
to patent my new invention. I call it Fire."
"Fire?" asks Gilda Gibble, the patent office clerk. "Fire's been around ever
since we got lightening".
"But I'm the guy what figured
out how to harness it. I got it here with me in this thing I call a portable
stove."
So Ally Oop set up the first Fire Factory, making portable stoves with a lit
fire inside. Everyone, including the Neanderthals had to barter with Ally for
the privilege of having their very own fire. Soon the word spread past
Mesopotamia, and Ally Oop was forced to invent money, so he could charge for
the fires he sold. Ally Oop became the world's first millionaire. When he
reached the ripe old age of 43, and lay on his death bed, his son, Ally Junior,
took over the business.
Generation after generation Fire was controlled by the Oops. Later Oops merged
with a firm that had invented the stick match. That company was named, Adaisy.
For generations Oops Adaisy controlled Fire and all products connected to Fire.
Folks were just happy to work for Oops Adaisy, because there were no other jobs
around. After thousands of years, Oops Adaisy had taken over nearly all of
Earth's industry. The CEO, Ally Oop, 173rd, was charged in the World Court
with operating a monopoly. Ally Oop, 173, appeared in person. In this rare
personal appearance, he simply said, "Ally Oop the First invented Fire
Containment. If it had not been for him, we would not live in a world filled
with luxurious comforts.
Oops Adaisy has every right to continue claiming the token gratitude of all
People, through the small tribute they pay.
The Court called a recess during which six members mysteriously disappeared,
along with the Prosecutor and three Court Clerks.
"Free enterprise continues to be safe", cried Ally Oop, 173, speaking before
the TelleyOop reporters. Smiling, he then boarded his private Traveler, and
headed back to his very private estate on Planet Mars.
And all his Earthly Workers shuffled off to their Huts and Hovels, grateful for
the generous wages that allowed them enough to afford the breathing devices,
the Sun block, the processed water and sanitized food pellets. And each
evening and every morning they gathered around their little portable stoves
containing their very own fire, and they chanted, "Oops Adaisy, Oops Adaisy,
we're all crazy for Oops Adaisy".
Carl Jarvis
