The Farmer and the politician. ( Archived) (3)

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> A Farmer named Sam was overseeing his herd in a remote pasture in
> Somerset when suddenly a brand-new BMW advanced toward him out of a
> cloud of dust.
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> The driver, a young man in a Brioni(r) suit, Gucci(r) shoes,
> RayBan(r) sunglasses and YSL(r) 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?"
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> Bud looks at the man, who obviously is a yuppie, then looks at his
> peacefully grazing herd and calmly answers, "Sure, why not?"
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> The yuppie parks his car, whips out his Dell(r) notebook computer,
> connects it to his Cingular RAZR V3(r) cell phone, and surfs to a
> NASA page on
> The Internet, where he calls up a GPS satellite to get an exact fix
> onhis location which he then feeds to another NASA satellite that
> scans the area in an ultra-high-resolution photo.
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> The young man then opens the digital photo in Adobe Photoshop(r) and
> exports it to an image processing facility in Hamburg , Germany ..
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> Within seconds, he receives an email on his Palm Pilot(r) that the
> image has been processed and the data stored. He then accesses an MS-
> SQL(r) database through an ODBC connected Excel(r) spreadsheet with
> Email on his Blackberry(r) and, after a few minutes, receives a
> response.
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> Finally, he prints out a full-color, 150-page report on his hi-tech,
> miniaturized HP LaserJet(r) printer, turns to the cowboy and says,
> "You have
> Exactly 1,586 cows and calves."
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> "That's right. Well, I guess you can take one of my calves," says Sam.
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> 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.
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> Then Sam says to the young man, "Hey, if I can tell you exactly what
> your business is, will you give me back my calf?"
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> The young man thinks about it for a second and then says, "Okay, why
> not?"
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> "You're a Politics and Stats Advisor for the UK Government", says Sam.
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> "Wow! That's correct," says the yuppie, "but how did you guess that?"
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> "No guessing required." answered the Farmer. "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
> pounds 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 flock of sheep.
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> Now give me back my dog.
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