A Dinner with President Obama
I received this in the last couple of days as an email and I have to say it is one of the best plays on an old story that I have read in awhile. The first time I read this was in one of Sir Richard Burton's,(No...NOT the actor...Come on people), translations of an Arabian Nights story. It used as its characters a king and merchant, but in that one the merchant was the "villain" so to speak. Once again it all boils down to perspective. I don't know the author of this version, but I see the dark and foreboding truth in this brilliant adaptation of the parable. "Once upon a time, I was invited to the White House for a private dinner with the President. I am a respected businessman, with a factory that produces memory chips for computers and portable electronics. There was some talk that my industry was being scrutinized by the administration, but I paid it no mind. I live in a free country. There's nothing that the government can do to me if I...