Detail from New Yorker Magazine cover - May 15, 1954
I know what the cows of thinking. They know they are going into the deep freezer in the new modern basement to be built under the hill. Now if those cows had ONE planner in the bunch they would be chasing these suburbanites away from what is clearly their field and setting up defences for the next time the developers come their way.
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If they were REALLY smart they'd eat the dreamer thinking up those plans. It'll be a while before another creative type comes along and sees anything else but a field of cows.
These stupid cows need a good advisor like you to handle their business. That is why they are so exploited...they have no REPRESENTATION!
I couldn't be their representative because, apart from being slow moving and dim witted, two qualities I cannot abide in a co-worker, they are also just too darn tasty!
That's why I could never be in 4H - getting attached to my future dinner makes no sense to me. I can't help the cows. I can't fix stupid. A man has to know all of his limitation.
"Hazel! The field! It's covered in blood!"
"Blood? Don't be silly..."
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