A while back, in a land far far away, there was a man who lived just out of civilization. He was an old man of 75 years, and he decided that before he died, he wanted to see what civilization what like - how people lived, how much of this "money" stuff - that his friend once talked about - they got payed, and everything else. He travelled across the desert that had been the barrier from him and the rest of the world for so many years to reach his questions and answers about life. The journey was long, but at last he had arrived. He saw people working continuously, he also saw people watching color screens which projected some sort of figures. He saw many things. He decided to find out about the money thing that his old friend used to talk about. He went up to a man typing on a computer inside a large building and asked, "what do you do and how much do you make"? The man replied, "well, i am a graphics designer - i create graphics using many programs for many large corporations, and well, I get paid about $50,000 a year. "oh," the old man replied, knowing nothing about computers, and therefore confused, "you must be pretty smart to do all that stuff" he said, and walked away. Outside of the building he saw a old man cleaning the streats, "what do you do and how much do you make" he asked. The janitor replied, "well, i clean up everything that people throw on the ground so that the environment can stay somewhat clean and so that everything looks nice". "WOW" the old man said, "that sounds pretty important, how much do you get paid?" "barely enough to live off of" the janitor replied. Then old man walked away, startled. He then went into a large building called The White House..."hmmm" the old man thought to himself, this looks like a pretty big deal. He saw a middle aged man at a large desk...he approached him and asked what he did and how much he got paid. George Bush replied, "well, i run the whole country, take care of international affairs, and take part in many important conferences all over, i'm a very important man." "How much do you get paid," the old man repeated. "well," Bush said, "I probably get around 5 million a year with everything i do." The old man was blown away by the number, but thought that it was probably fair, considering he was such an important man. Then he went to an playground with some ball and some basket things hanging off poles...he went up to one of the bigger guys and asked "what do you do for a living, and how much do you make." The big man, who in this case will be called Kazaam, replied, "I big and fat, i throw ball to hoop really good in front of people. I make 20 million for throwing ball...many more million for eating burgers on TV." The old man thought that the big guy was confused, but as he was walking away, he saw the big guy get into a very nice car and drive away. "how does a big guy that throws a ball around for peoples enjoyment make so much more money than somebody who controls the country, teaches peoples, cleans the streats, produces the food, and everything else that is so necessary??? How did this place get so messed up?" With that, the old man left civilization and went back into the desert to live the rest of his life alone.
