Economics 101 from Adam Smith (standard:Satire, 1067 words)
Author: Juggernaut	Added: Nov 02 2010	Views/Reads: 5142/2605	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A lesson in economics from the Father of Free Enterprise Adam Smith.

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whatever the outcome,” concluded Adam Smith. 

“To what level we shall devalue the dollar?” 

“To a level no country can export their cheap goods and services to
America,” Adam Smith sounded confident. 

“Then manufacturing becomes profitable again here,” said Juggernaut. 

“You got that right.” Adam Smith kept walking slowly. 

“Can it happen?” 

“May be in the next century” Adam Smith was doubtful. 

“Then what will happen?” Juggernaut looked anxious. 

“Well son, what happened to Mayan, Indus Valley, Roman, British, Turkish
and other cultures in the past?” 

“They were perished.” Juggernaut replied like a school boy. 

“It could happen here too.” 

“Well, lucky me, I don't live that long.” Juggernaut looked relieved. 

“Are you not a Hindu?” Adam Smith caught Juggernaut off guard. 

“Yes.” 

“Then, you will born again, remember your faith believes in
reincarnation,” Adam Smith looked mischievous. 

“True, but I may not born in America.” 

“How you know that? 

“Starting today I will be praying to all my three million gods to make
China the place of my rebirth,” replied Juggernaut with a smart smile. 

“Wishful thinking son, good luck.” 

“What do you think of trickledown economics?” asked Juggernaut. 

“It is a bunk created for rich to pay fewer taxes,” reasoned Adam Smith.


“What about supply-side economics then?” 

“Rubbish.” “No society can flourish and happy when greater parts of its
citizens are poor and miserable.” Adam Smith looked sad. 

“You are asking awful lot of bloody questions in economics, son,” “have
you taken any courses in economics?” Adam Smith looked straight into 
Juggernaut's face. 

“Yeah, I did, I got some C's and some B's and no D's, and I am not lying
sir.” 

“Good, how you like your economics Professor?” 

“He was good but then he left teaching for politics and made lots of
money.” 

“Good for him, I wish I did that in 1700's but again in those days there
wasn't much money in politics but lots of sexual transgressions 
though.” 

"I personally like sexual transgressions, sir." 

“Well, son, I was a lifelong bachelor and I have no interest in women,”
said Adam Smith reflectively playing with his silver beard. 

“Lets change the subject, if you don't mind sir.” 

“Not at all,” replied Adam Smith politely. 

“Who was your best buddy?” 

“Certainly, David Hume,” replied Adam Smith. 

“How about Samuel Johnson?” 

“I hated his guts but I liked him too.” 

“What you think about Benjamin Franklin?” 

“A smart American, indeed,” replied Adam Smith with a smile. 

“Well, can I call you Sir Adam?” 

“I hate titles particularly the one you mentioned.” 

“Then, let me address you as Acharya, then,” Juggernaut was respectful. 

“I don't know what the heck that word means, but it sounds good to me,”
Adam Smith appeared happy with the title Acharya. 

“Well, Acharya means a respectful teacher,” explained Juggernaut. 

“Then, I would accept that.” 

“Any advice from the Father of Economics for me on financial
investments?” questioned Juggernaut. 

“Son, if somebody approaches you with a promise that he can make money
out of money, run fast,” advised Adam Smith. 

“Thank you sir, it was nice talking to you, can I shake your hand, I
will be honored,” Juggernaut was earnest. 

“Sure, you can,” Adam Smith was obliged. 

Juggernaut extended his hand to hold old man's hand to shake only to
feel empty. Then, he tried to touch his face and shoulders, nothing, 
there was no physical person. 

“Acharya Smith, I don't feel your body,” exclaimed Juggernaut. 

“No, you don't feel my body, it was just my spirit talking or what you
people call Atman,” replied Adam Smith. 

“What you mean, you people.” 

“I am sorry, I meant the people from India,” replied Adam Smith
apologetically. 

“Are you saying that all along I was talking loud with myself,”
Juggernaut felt stupid. 

“Yes,” replied Acharya Smith. 

“I wonder what people walking or biking pass me thought about me talking
loudly to myself.” “I am sure they think I am crazy or nuts,” 
Juggernaut felt embarrassed. 

“Do you care what people think about you? “ Acharya Smith questioned. 

“No.” 

“That's good, son,” said the vanishing voice. 

“I better not tell this experience to my wife.” “The next thing you
know, she will take the earliest appointment for me with a Psychiatrist 
and that is scary” thought Juggernaut loudly before driving back home. 


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