Isn't it a gas? NOT!!! There goes my kids' inheritance...
Here is a whimsical look at the atate of affairs (and I wish I was having an affair!) to give everyone a laugh.
None of this is true.
Sultan Oil Patch wants to start collecting gas pumps--that's right, the petroliana stuff. But, there is not enough revenue coming in to pay for everything, especially his harem, if he starts the gas pump hobby.
So, he sends out press releases that there are problems at a couple or three dozen of his refineries. Since he owns stock in media companies, they print his story.
People like you and I are caught in the crosshairs and stop collecting petroliana stuff because it costs more just to live week to week.
He cuts his refinery production (or so he says), raises his prices, and reaps a windfall. I mean the megillah of windfalls.
With falling petroliana prices due to a slowed demand, he scoops the stuff up and attains a near monopoly. Prices of petroliana items go into the stratosphere.
Disguntled petroliana collectors, many of whom are working in large metro areas, get fed up with it all. They sell off everything and get back to the land. Those that already have land look for ways to put it to good use.
Some of the inventive ones come up with ways to turn their newly acquirred acres into corn production. The former petro collectors band together and go into ethanol production without a large corporation mentality and make a fortune. Collectively they are well off and since they are decent guys to begin with as former petro collectors, they get along well as a group.
Sultan Oil Patch, disgusted with falling prices for oil and gasoline, dumps his holdings. His near monopoly in petro stuff runs its course. He dumps his holdings.
With his cash horde, the Sultan hires the ex-petro collectors to turn his acres of sand into corn production so that he can get into ethanol which has higher rates of return than oil and gas.
But, the 'ol boys have him by the short hairs and charge him so f---in' much money that The Sultan has to sell everything except a 4 bedroom 2 1/2 bath home and a couple of camels, and a 10 y.o Merceds.
The harem is gone--all the young women become involved with the finacially secure ex-petro collectors. The Sultan can afford an ex-hooker from Cleveland once a week and that's it.
Ta da!!!
Laugh guys, c'mon, you can do it!
Happy Memorial Day to all.
