NOAH.....
In the year 2008, the Lord came unto Noah, who was now living in the
United States , and said: Once again, the earth has become wicked
and over-populated, and I see the end of all flesh before me.
Build another Ark and save 2 of every living thing along with a few good
humans.
He gave Noah the blueprints, saying: You have 6
months to build the Ark before I will start the
unending rain for 40 days and 40 nights.
Six months later, the Lord looked down and saw Noah
weeping in his yard - but no Ark.
"Noah!" He roared, "I'm about to start the rain! Where is the Ark ?"
"Forgive me, Lord", begged Noah, "but things have changed.
I needed a building permit. I've been arguing with
the inspector about the need for a sprinkler system.
My neighbors claim that I've violated the neighborhood zoning
laws by building the Ark in my yard and exceeding the height limitations.
We had to go to the Development Appeal Board for a decision.
Then the Department of Transportation demanded a bond be posted
for the future costs of moving power lines and other overhead obstructions,
to clear the passage for the Ark 's move to the sea.
I told them that the sea would be coming to us, but they would
hear nothing of it.
Getting the wood wasanother problem. There's a ban on cutting local
trees in order to save the spotted owl. I tried to convince the environmentalists
that I needed the wood to save owls but no go!
When I started gathering the animals, an animal rights group sued me.
They insisted that I was confining wild animals against their will.
They argued the accommodations were too restrictive, and it was cruel
and inhumane to put so many animals in a confined space.
Then the EPA ruled that I couldn't build the Ark until they'd conducted an
environmental impact study on your proposed flood.
I'm still trying to resolve a complaint with the Human Rights Commission
on how many minorities I'm supposed to hire for my building crew.
Immigration and Naturalization are checking the green-card status of most
of the people who want to work.
The trades unions say I can't use my sons. They insist I have to hire only
Union workers with Ark-building experience.
To make matters worse, the IRS seized all my assets, claiming I'm trying
to leave the country illegally with endangered species.
So, forgive me, Lord, but
it would take at least 10 years for me to finish this Ark."
Suddenly the skies cleared, the sun began to shine, and a rainbow
stretched across the sky.
Noah looked up in wonder and asked, "'You mean you're not going to
destroy the world?"
"No," said the Lord.
"The government beat me to it."
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Destroy the cities... and they will rebuild them.
Destroy the farms... and grass will grow in the streets of the cities.
Destroy the economy of the blue-collar worker... and grass will grow in the executive offices.
The bill has come due.
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