>>>>A cowboy named Bud was overseeing his herd in a remote pasture when 
>>>> suddenly a brand-new BMW advanced toward him out of a cloud of dust 
>>>> 
>>>> The driver, a young man in a Brioni suit, Gucci shoes , RayBan 
>>>> sunglasses 
>>>> and YSL tie, leaned out the window and asked the cowboy, "If I tell you 
>>>> exactly how many cows and calves you have in your herd, Will you give 
>>>> me a 
>>>> calf?" 
>>>> 
>>>> 
>>>> Bud looks at the man, obviously a yuppie, then looks at his peacefully 
>>>> grazing herd and calmly answers, "Sure, Why not?" 
>>>> 
>>>> The yuppie parks his car, whips out his Dell notebook computer, connects 
>>>> it to his Cingular RAZR V3 cell phone , and surfs to a NASApage on the 
>>>> Internet, where he calls up a GPS satellite to get an exact fix on his 
>>>> location which he then feeds to another NASA satellite that scans the 
>>>> area in 
>>>> an 
>>>> ultra-high-resolution photo. 
>>>> 
>>>> The young man then opens the digital photo in Adobe Photoshopand exports 
>>>> it to an image processing facility in Hamburg , Germany . 
>>>> 
>>>> Within seconds, he receives an email on his Palm Pilot that the image 
>>>> has 
>>>> been processed and the data stored. He then accesses an MS-SQL database 
>>>> through an ODBC connected Excel spreadsheet with email on his 
>>>> Blackberry and, 
>>>> after a few minutes, receives a response. 
>>>> 
>>>> Finally, he prints out a full-color, 150-page report on his hi-tech, 
>>>> miniaturized HP LaserJet printer, turns to the cowboy and says, "You 
>>>> have 
>>>> exactly 1,586 cows and calves." 
>>>> 
>>>> "That's right. Well, I guess you can take one of my calves," says Bud. 
>>>> 
>>>> He watches the young man select one of the animals and looks on with 
>>>> amusement as the young man stuffs it into the trunk of his car. 
>>>> 
>>>> Then Bud says to the young man, "Hey, if I can tell you exactly what 
>>>> your 
>>>> business is, will you give me back my calf?" 
>>>> 
>>>> The young man thinks about it for a second and then says, "Okay, why 
>>>> not?" 
>>>> 
>>>> 
>>>> "You're an aide in the Obama Administration", says Bud. 
>>>> 
>>>> "Wow! That's correct," says the yuppie, "but how did you guess that?" 
>>>> 
>>>> "No guessing required." answered the cowboy. "You showed up here even 
>>>> though nobody called you; you want to get paid for an answer I already 
>>>> knew, to 
>>>> a question I never asked. You used millions of dollars worth of 
>>>> equipment 
>>>> trying to show me how much smarter than me you are; and you don't know a 
>>>> thing about how working people make a living - or about cows, for that 
>>>> matter. This is a herd of sheep. ... 
>>>> 
>>>> Now give me back my dog." 
>>>> 
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