Wednesday, 16 November 2011




TO BE READ AS PART OF THE FOLLOWING BLOG !

A farmer  named Sid was overseeing his stock in a remote moorland pasture in  Peak District when suddenly a brand-new BMW advanced toward  him out of a cloud of dust.        
The  driver, a young man in a Brioni suit, Gucci shoes, RayBan sunglasses  and YSL tie, leaned out the window and asked the farmer, "If I tell  you exactly how many cows and calves you have in your herd, Will you  give me a calf?"      Sid looks  at the man, obviously a yuppie, then looks at his peacefully  grazing stock and calmly answers, "Sure, why not?"   The  yuppie parks his car, whips out his Dell notebook computer, connects  it to his Cingular RAZR V3 mobile phone, and surfs to a NASApage 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.             
The  young man then opens the digital photo in Adobe Photoshop and  exports it to an image processing facility in HamburgGermany .             
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.     
   Finally,  he prints out a full-color, 150-page report on his hi-tech,  miniaturized HP LaserJet printer, turns to the farmer and says, "You  have exactly 1,586 cows and calves.   "That's right. Well, I guess you can take  one of my calves," says Sid.          He  watches the young man select one of the animals and looks on with  amusement as the young man stuffs it into the back of his car.                  
Then  Sid 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 Member of Parliament for our Government", says Sid.          "Wow!  That's correct," says the yuppie, "but how did you guess that?"     "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 herd of sheep. ... 
            
 
Now give me back my dog!

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