Saturday, May 6, 2017

California, Here We Come

      Most people agree that a lasting peace in the Middle East will require that the Palestinians eventually have a state of their own. If it were up to me, I'd give them California.
     Palestinians always look so worn out, so tired, probably because they work so hard. 
Californians never have that problem because they've figured out a way to start working at 21 and retire at 19 with 90% of their last year's salary plus overtime and bonuses. 
    Need some spare change? Just knock on any door and say "Tax the millionaires and billionaires but not you because you're good and kind and wonderful and you have...talent!"  In California, this is called, 'holding a fundraiser.'   
      [For best results, pick a house with a funny looking toy car in the driveway.  It's called a Prius and is only 'driven' on rare occasions to show 'awareness' of something or other. It's real purpose is to provide a place for the homeowner to hang his or her Save The Planet and Save The Whales bumper stickers.]

        Any wonder that the people who live here for awhile start thinking that the world they create is the world that...actually is?  Reality is what we say it is. Isn't it? Well, isn't it?

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