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From the files of the discerningly astute Revenoor...

The king wanted to go fishing. He called on the royal weather forecaster and
inquired as to the weather forecast for the next few hours.

The weatherman assured him that there was no chance of rain in the coming
days, so the king went fishing with his wife, the queen. On the way he met a
farmer on his donkey.

Upon seeing the king the farmer said, "Your Majesty, you should return to the
palace! In just a short time I expect a huge amount of rain to fall in this area."

The king was polite and considerate, he replied: "I hold the palace meteorologist
in high regard. He is an extensively educated and experienced professional. And
besides, I pay him very high wages. He gave me a very different forecast. I trust
him."

So the king continued on his way.

A short time later however, a torrential rain fell from the sky. The King and Queen
were totally soaked and their entourage chuckled upon seeing them in such a
shameful condition. Furious, the king returned to the palace and gave the order
to fire the professional.

He then summoned the farmer and offered him the prestigious and high paying
role of royal forecaster.

The farmer said, "Your Majesty, I do not know anything about forecasting. I obtain
my information from my donkey. If I see my donkey's ears drooping, it means with
certainty that it will rain."

So the king hired the donkey.

Thus began the practice of hiring dumb asses to work in the government and occupy
its highest and most influential positions.

The practice is unbroken to this date and the Democrat symbol was born.
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