In isolated parts of the Nevada desert, there are government installations involved in top secret work. The conspiracy enthusiasts make all this secrecy seem quite "cloak and dagger." However, at the entrance to these places, one can usually get information that research is taking place in aeronautics, physics, etc. During our Christmas vacation at Nevada Landing Casino, near Las Vegas, my wife and one day decided to drive out in the desert. We found a government research installation that prohibited entry to non-authorized personnel. But a sign at the entrance stated that research into the development of alternative fuels was taking place there.
I have read in several magazines in this country that the government and private industry are researching ways of making hydrogen fuel for automobiles economically feasible. When this happens, the established oil companies will take over these industries without disrupting the economy too much. They are also trying to develop cheap hydrogen converters for today's automobiles. Within a few weeks or months after this happens, America's motorized vehicles will have made the transition.
Now for my new version of the Little Red Hen story. In this version, there will be no Little Red Hens but two Little Red Roosters who are in reality President Bush and England's Tony Blair. The chicks are the Coalition. One day, the Little Red Roosters and the Coalition chicks decide to make a cake, using flour ground from the bones of international terrorists and despotic dictators. They also plan to insert as a prize a hydrogen adapter or converter in each slice of cake.
Being males, the Little Red Roosters have little or no skills in the culinary arts. They are attempting to make a new kind of cake. At first, they make many mistakes. People tell them that they will never be able to make a satisfactory cake out of flour made from the bones of terrorists and despots. But finally, they develop a satisfactory formula, and the cake comes hot out of the oven!
After placing the cake on the world dining table, the Little Red Roosters say to the world: "Who will come and eat this bone flower and hydrogen converter cake?"
"We will," say the Jihad martyrs who did not really get 72 virgins in paradise.
"We will," say highly placed Mexican leaders who have profited from sending slave labor to work in the sweat shops and farms of those devilish American employers not willing to give people decent wages.
"We will," say the radical activists who compared President and Tony Blair with Adolph Hitler.
"We will," say some remaining African despots.
"We will," say Fidel Castro and Che Guevara. "Count me in, too," says Hugo Chavez of Venezuela, who flashed his bare butt before the TV camers of the Spanish-speaking world.
"We will," say some bleeding hearts who felt sorry for Saddam Hussein when they saw a picture of an American doctor picking cooties out of his hair.
"We will," say many others who did not help make the cake.
The little red roosters than say, "You shall not eat any part of this bone flower and hydrogen converter cake. Only we and our Coalition chicks may eat it."
And so they did.