Working on the Internet can be dangerous: if you are not moderate you can pick up a virus or a Trojan; opening an email might unleash a dangerous worm; you can get diverted, hijacked and spied upon. As long as you are up to date of the dangers, you can take sensible precautions and enjoy the Internet in safety. Sometimes, however, the danger comes according to an completely unpredicted direction. The coming up is a true story but some of the names have been modified to protect the innocent.
Once, not so long ago, Internet chicken farming was a popular occupation. After all, a large amount of people use eggs in one form or another. The record profits were earned by the farmers who could attain to invest the most in their businesses. However, with a little work and careful reinvestment, the poorer farmers were able to engender up their inventory and increment their situation. Although not everyone was able to see the benefits of chicken farming it was, overall, a good life and a good deal people with no previous experience and small amount of capital to invest were able start on their own business.
Sour Grapes said: "You're safer making an effort for a boss".
John Farmer said: "I must try, I'll never get rich working for a boss".
Experience said: "Diversify".
As more and a good amount of chicken farmers became successful, word spread and increasing numbers of people took an interest in the business. Many everybody took up chicken farming in a small way to supplement their wages from everyday jobs. People liked chicken farming, it did not take up too much of such a spare minute and they appreciate the extra revenue it brought them.
Sour Grapes said: "It isn't a proper job".
John Farmer said: "If this works out as planned, I can quit my job".
Experience said: "Diversify".
One day a new breed of bird was introduced to the chicken farming community. A few intrepid farmers added the new bird to the stock and found the it was clearly as easy to rear as everyday hens. The big difference was the new bird laid golden eggs regularly every 12 days. The new bird was labeled 12 Daily Egg Provider, I'll call it 12 Daily Pro for short.
Sour Grapes said: "No such thing as golden eggs".
John Farmer said: "I heard it's true. I intend to try it out."
Experience said: "Diversify".
Word quickly spread over the state that 12 Daily Pro did, indeed, lay golden eggs. Each egg produced by 12 Daily Pro was worth many times the value of an ordinary hen's egg. More and further farmers began to rear some12 Daily Pro alongside the common hen. People who had never nonetheless considered chicken farming previously set themselves up as 12 Daily Pro farmers.
Sour Grapes said: "It will not last a month".
John Farmer said: "Even just a few golden eggs, ought to give me supplementary finances than I ever dreamed of".
Experience said: "Diversify".
Everybody turned on Experience and asked: "Can't you say anything else apart from "diversify"?"
Experience explained: "Even egg farmers need a large number of streams of income, not merely one or two. Grow some crops, develop a sideline as a mechanic, paint pictures, anything, just don't rely on one or two sources of income. You never know how the future holds"
Everyone was astonished at the length of this statement from the mainly taciturn Experience, but they soon forgot and few customers took the advice. New farmers kept 12 Daily Pro as their clearly stock as properties couldn't see the point in rearing birds that could only produce ordinary eggs. Even Other of the more felt farmers began to reduce their numbers of routine hens and relied more and more upon 12 Daily Pro.
Sour Grapes said: "It'll all be finished by Thanksgiving".
John Farmer said: "I've never before made so much bucks so quickly".
Experience headed back to: "Diversify" but when people turned and stared at him he added: "you would miss hens' eggs if there were not any".
Thanksgiving came and went and, in short of a year, many 12 Daily Pro farmers became quite rich and there was a growing trend in the community to put up up breeding hens in favour of 12 Daily Pro farming.
Sour Grapes said: "It'll be over by Christmas".
John Farmer said: "I don't attention much for eggs anyway".
Experience said: "Without eggs there would be no cakes: pancakes, meringues, omelettes…"
Christmas passed uneventfully for the farmers but January brought them a shock. They discovered that all the chicken feed in the whole world had been taken during by a disreputable ex-farmer, ex-lawyer named Mr Stormpay. Stormpay informed the farmers that they had a choice: to buy feed from him at inflated prices or to go without and let their birds starve. This type of option is called "Hobson's choice", on the Internet it's called "scampay".
Sour Grapes said: "See, I was right".
John Farmer said: "There's no alternative".
Experience said: "…mayonnaise, batter, custard…"
The farmers paid Stormpay for the feed but he didn't deliver it. He kept the farmers' money and poured all the feed properties had paid for into the swill at his pig farm. The farmers tried to reason with Stormpay up the unfairness of the trouble but he used lawyers to prevaricate. As Stormpay had all this money, the farmers could not afford to use lawyers to help them. Without the feed, 12 Daily Pro golden egg creation ceased immediately. The steadiest of the rampant hens got able to remain laying their ordinary eggs because properties could survive on the grubs and greens they could peck at around the farms but, as the farmers had concentrated so that much on 12 Daily Pro, there were not very many hens left, eggs became scarce and the farming community have had to deal with terrible suffering.
Sour Grapes said: "Shouldn't have put all your eggs in one basket".
John Farmer said: "It was a mistake to give in to Stormpay's blackmail".
Experience said: "Shakespeare was properly about lawyers".
Copyright 2006 Elaine Currie
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