Also, for all of you crying poor:
<< Every day at a few minutes past noon ten men walk into Daschles Diner on the
outskirts of Washington D.C. These are men of habit, a habit which dictates
that they will all order the exact same meals every day, and every day the
final tab will come to the exact same total. The ten meals are priced at $10
each, so the tab was $100. One hundred dollars each and every day.
Does every man pay the price of his $10 meal as he leaves? Not at
Daschle's Diner. No sir! At Daschles Diner the motto is "From each according
to their ability, to each according to their hunger." So, each man was
charged for his meal according to his ability to pay!
So, every day the ten diners would finish their lunch and lineup in
exactly the same order as they pass the cashier and leave.The first four men
would walk right past the cashier without paying a thing. A free meal!
The fifth man in line would hand over $1 as he left. At least he was
paying something. Diner number six would hand over $3 to the cashier. Number
seven would pay $7. Diner number eight paid $12. That was more than the
value of his meal, but he, like those who followed him in line, had been
very lucky in life and was, therefore, he was in a position to pay for his
meal and for a part of someone elses. Diner number nine paid $18.
Then comes diner number 10. He is the wealthiest of the ten diners. He's
taken some real chances and has worked well into the night when the other
diners were home, and it has paid off. When number 10 gets to the cashier he
pays the balance of the bill. He forks over $59.
One day an amazing thing happens. It seems that Daschle has a partner in
Daschles Diner. The partner runs an upscale restaurant, Trentt's Trattoria,
located in a wealthier section of D.C. Times have been good and the
partnership has been raking in record profits, so the partner, who controls
51% of the partnership, orders a 20% reduction in the price of meals.
The next day the ten diners arrive on schedule.They sit down and eat
their same meals. This time, though, the 20% price cut has gone into effect
and the bill comes to $80. Eight bucks per diner. The diners line up at the
cashier in the same order as before.
For the first four diners, no change. They march out without paying a
cent. Free meal. Diner number five and six lay claim to their portion of the
$20 price cut right away. Five used to pay $1. Today, though, he walks out
with the first four and pays nothing. That's one more diner on the
freeloaders list.
Diner number six cuts his share of the tab from $3 to $2. Life is good.
Diner number seven? His tab before the price cut was $7. He now gets by with
just $5. Diner number eight lowers his payment from $12 to $9. He moves
ever-so-slightly into the freeloading category. Next is diner number nine.
He's still paying more than his share, but that's OK, he's been successful
(lucky) and can afford it. He pays $12.
Now --- here comes diner number ten. He, too, wants his share of the $20
price cut, so his share of the tab goes from $59 to $52.He saves $7.00 per
day!
Outside the restaurant there is unrest. The first nine diners have
convened on the street corner to discuss the events of the day. Diner six
spots diner ten with $7 in his hand. "Not fair!" he screams. "I only got $1.
He got 7!" Diner five, who now eats for free, is similarly outraged. "I only
got one dollar too! This is wrong!" Diner seven joins the rumblings; "Hey! I
only get 2 bucks back! Why should he get 7?"
The unrest spreads. Now the first four men - men who have been getting a
free ride all along - join in. They demand to know why they didnt share in
the savings from the $20 price cut! Sure, they haven't been paying for their
meals anyway, but they do have other bills to pay and they felt that a share
of the $20 savings should have gone to them.
Now we have a mob. The laws of Democracy - mob rule - take over and they
turn on the tenth diner. They grab him, tie him up, then take him to the top
of a hill and lynch him.
At the bottom of the hill proprietor Daschle watches the goings-on, and
smiles.
The next day nine men show up at Dashles Diner for their noon meal. When
the meal is over they're $52 short.
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