The paradox of socialism: It promises to eliminate the poor, but its entire existence relies on creating more of them. It doesn’t cure poverty; it manufactures it.
I make you weak at the worst of all times. I keep you safe. I keep you fine. I make your hands sweat and your heart grow cold. I visit the weak but seldom the bold.
A man buys a rope from a woman for $3.00 and hands the woman a $10 bill. The woman goes into the grocery store next door to get change. She returns and gives the man $7.00. After the man leaves, the clerk from the store comes and says, “Hey, that was a counterfeit bill you gave me.” The woman gives the clerk a good bill.