Friday, September 11, 2015

Which Reminds Me

I cannot conscientiously vow to count my chickens before they hatch. That would be running averse to all rules of common sense as well as justice. Thus we see that it would be premature for me to promise any amount of money to the various innumerable charities that so nobly provide for the needs of the poor. The list of them is long, almost endless. No one is saying that they are not doing good things, whatever the condition of their personal lives, whether well done or in disarray. Carry on, noble charity organizations, with your fundraising as usual. But stealing from Peter to pay Paul is not an equitable or fair and constructive way to handle the paperwork, which is the snag. Do you I really need to say that mingling charity work with the cause of oil futures is a bit of a mismatch? Are you clueless charity workers qualified to command the nation's strategic oil reserves? How dare you suggest that we should deplete our oil reserves now rather than save our oil futures for a rainy day! Would such meddling not precipitate the inevitable oil war long predicted by analysts? The poor we have with us always, as Jesus himself said. Yes, the demands of the poor must be weighed in the balance of fair play. In order to nobly save our strategic oil reserves for a glorious future generation, we all perhaps must sacrifice any present claim to wealth and happiness. Ah, poor me! But it's not just all about me. It's about you, too. Obviously.