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SUBJECT: Want A Free House? (My Mom Sent Me This)
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WANT A FREE HOUSE?
I was in my neighborhood restaurant this morning and was seated behinda group of jubilant individuals celebrating the coming implementationof the health care bill. I could not finish my breakfast. This is whatensued: They were a diverse group of several races and both sexes. Iheard a young man exclaim, "Isn't Obama like Jesus Christ? I mean,after all, he is healing the sick."
A young woman enthusiastically proclaimed, "Yeah, and he does it forfree. I cannot believe anyone would think that a free market wouldn'twork for health care." Another said, "The stupid Republicans want us all to starve to deathso they can inherit all of the power. Obama should be made a Saint forwhat he did for those of us less fortunate." At this, I had more than enough. I arose from my seat, mustering allthe restraint I could find, and approached their table. "Please excuseme; may I impose upon you for one moment?"
They smiled and welcomed me to the conversation. I stood at the end oftheir table, smiled as best I could and began an experiment.
"I would like to give one of you my house. It will cost you no moneyand I will pay all of the expenses and taxes for as long as you livethere. Anyone interested?"
They looked at each other in astonishment. "Why would you do somethinglike that?" asked a young man, "There isn't anything for free in thisworld." They began to laugh at me, as they did not realize this manhad just made my point.
"I am serious, I will give you my house for free, no money whatsoever.Anyone interested?" In unison, a resounding "Yeah" fills the room.
"Since there are too many of you, I will have to make a choice as to who receives this money-free bargain."
I noticed an elderly couple was paying attention to the spectacleunfolding before their eyes, the old man shaking his head in apparent disgust.
"I tell you what; I will give it to the one of you most willing toobey my rules."
Again, they looked at one another, an expression of bewilderment ontheir faces. The perky young woman asked, "What are the rules?"
I smiled and said, "I don't know. I have not yet defined them.However, it is a free home that I offer you."
They giggled amongst themselves, the youngest of which said, "What anold coot. He must be crazy to give away his home. Go take your meds,old man."
I smiled and leaned into the table a bit further. "I am serious, thisis a legitimate offer." They gaped at me for a moment.
"I'll take it you old fool. Where are the keys?" boasted the youngestamong them. "Then I presume you accept ALL of my terms then?" I asked.
The elderly couple seemed amused and entertained as they watched fromthe privacy of their table. "Oh yeah! Where do I sign up?"
I took a napkin and wrote, "I give this man my home, without theburden of financial obligation, so long as he accepts and abides bythe terms that I shall set forth upon consummation of thistransaction."
I signed it and handed it to the young man who eagerly scratched outhis signature. "Where are the keys to my new house?" he asked in a mocking tone ofvoice. All eyes were upon us as I stepped back from the table, pulling thekeys from pocket and dangling them before the excited new homeowner.
"Now that we have entered into this binding contract, witnessed by allof your friends, I have decided upon the conditions you are obligatedto adhere to from this point forward. You may only live in the housefor one hour a day. You will not use anything inside of the home. Youwill obey me without question or resistance. I expect complete loyaltyand admiration for this gift I bestow upon you. You will accept mycommands and wishes with enthusiasm, no matter the nature. Your moralsand principles shall be as mine. You will vote as I do, think as I doand do it with blind faith. These are my terms. Here are your keys." Ireached the keys forward and the young man looked at me dumbfounded.
"Are you out of your mind? Who would ever agree to those ridiculousterms?" the young man appeared irritated. "You did when you signed this contract before reading it,understanding it and with the full knowledge that I would provide myconditions only after you committed to the agreement." The elderly man chuckled as his wife tried to restrain him. I waslooking at a now silenced and bewildered group of people.
"You can shove that stupid deal up your a** old man. I want no part ofit!" exclaimed the now infuriated young man. 'You have committed to the contract, as witnessed by all of yourfriends. You cannot get out of the deal unless I agree to it. I do notintend to let you free now that I have you ensnared. I am the poweryou agreed to. I am the one you blindly and without thought chose toenslave yourself to. In short, I am your Master." At this, the table of celebrating individuals became a unified groupagainst the unfairness of the deal.
After a few moments of unrepeatable comments and slurs, I revealed mytrue intent. "What I did to you is what this administration and congress did to youwith the health care legislation. I easily suckered you in and thenrevealed the real cost of the bargain. Your folly was in the beliefthat you can have something you did not earn, and for that which youdid not earn, you willingly allowed someone else to think for you.Your failure to research, study and inform yourself permitted reasonto escape you. You have entered into a trap from which you cannotflee. Your only chance of freedom is if your new Master gives it toyou. A freedom that is given can also be taken away. Therefore, it isnot freedom at all." With that, I tore up the napkin and placed it before the astonishedyoung man. "This is the nature of your new health care legislation."
I turned away to leave these few in thought and contemplation -- andwas surprised by applause. The elderly gentleman, who was clearly entertained, shook my handenthusiastically and said, "Thank you, Sir. These kids don'tunderstand Liberty ." He refused to allow me to pay my bill as he said, "You earned thisone. It is an honor to pick up the tab." I shook his hand in thanks, leaving the restaurant somewhat humbledand sensing a glimmer of hope for my beloved country. 1. Remember... Four boxes keep us free: the soap box, the ballot box,the jury box, and the cartridge box.
2. THIS SHOULD GO AROUND THE UNITED STATES SO PEOPLE CAN SEE JUST WHATIS GOING ON. MAYBE EVEN THE POLITICALLY BLIND ONES WILL LEARNSOMETHING FROM IT.
"ANY MAN WHO THINKS HE CAN BE HAPPY AND PROSPEROUS BY LETTING THEAMERICAN GOVERNMENT TAKE CARE OF HIM; BETTER TAKE A CLOSER LOOK AT THEAMERICAN INDIAN." HENRY FORD