A cowboy named Bud was overseeing his herd in a remote mountainous
> pasture in California
> 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 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?"
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> Bud looks at the man, obviously 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 notebook computer, connects
> it to his Cingular RAZR V3 cell phone, and surfs to a NASA page 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.
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> The young man then opens the digital photo in Adobe Photoshop 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 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.
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> 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."
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> "That's right. Well, I guess you can take one of my calves," says Bud.
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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 the Bud 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 Congressman for the U.S. Government", says Bud.
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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 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.
rThis is a herd of sheep. ....
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> Now give me back my dog!