[CS-FSLUG] PD: A Fantastic COWBOY story

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Curious.  How exactly does this count as a political discussion?  Would it be
any less "true" were I to replace the Democratic party consultant with a
Republican party consultant?

David

Quoting Fred Miller <fmiller at lightlink.com>:

> A cowboy was herding his herd in a remote pasture when suddenly a brand-new
> BMW advanced out of a dust cloud towards him.
>
> The driver, a young man in a Brioni suit, Gucci shoes, Ray Ban
> sunglasses, YSL tie, leans out the window and asks the cowboy, "If I
> tell you exactly how many cows and calves you have in your herd,
> will you give me a calf?"
>
> The cowboy 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 AT&T cell phone, surfs to a NASA page on
> the Internet, where he calls up a GPS satellite navigation system 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 Photoshop and 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 a
> MS-SQL database through an ODBC connected Excel spreadsheet with
> hundreds of complex formula. He uploads all of this data via an 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 and finally turns to the cowboy and
> says, "You have exactly 1586 cows and calves."
>
> "That's right. Well, I guess you can take one of my
> calves," says the cowboy.
>
> He watches the young man select one of the animals and looks on
> amused as the young man stuffs it into the trunk of his car.
>
> Then the cowboy 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 a consultant for the Democratic party," says the cowboy.
>
> "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; and you don't know anything about my
> business...
>
> .......Now give me back my dog.