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Balance of Inequities

Look up in green eyed jealousy as they sneer at the sniveling masses, who occupies moral high ground in the war of unequal classes? When the Rothchilds become day laborers and Rockefellers beggars and tramps, may they learn the sting of humility when shuffling into our camps. But no, who then would produce the finest or the best that could be made, what artesian would do his utmost if there were no riches to trade? The wealthy need poor to support them and the poor need the rich to pay, it has to be both or nothing it seems there is no other way. What chef would take pains o’re the savory who proudly wax the Rolls Royce, what good to sculpt and weave royally if poverty was the only choice? Aspiring to the ultimate heights keeps people at doing their best, prospering by being rewarded sets us apart from the rest. The stifling of human ambition cannot and has never succeeded, diligence seeks the redemption of glory to be acceded.

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Date: 4/7/2013 12:12:00 PM
Bob, excellent write...David
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