Posted by: Dahni | March 24, 2010

Evolution of the Black Market

by Dahni

© 3/24/2010

You are alone and walking along some darkened alley. Perhaps you are a little nervous, but it is after all, in the daytime. All of a sudden; out of the shadows a stranger approaches. The phantom-like figure is wearing a black hat, a black trench coat and dark sunglasses.

He speaks.

“Wanna buy a watch?”

You do not want to be rude and hurt his feelings, but you just cannot keep from laughing.

“Well of course not,” you answer, “It’s 2010; I have a cell phone.”

You move on, but you cannot help but feel sorry for the guy. He did have a lot of watches. The black market must not be too profitable.

Later in the day, you find yourself again, walking down a dark alley. You’re still not afraid as it is a beautiful and nicely warm day. Out of the corner of your eye, you notice some shadowy movement, coming towards you. You’re a little startled, but continue walking forward. Suddenly, a phantom-like figure wearing a black hat, a black trench coat and dark sunglasses, steps in front of you.

He speaks.

“Wanna buy some pot?”

You do not want to be rude and hurt his feelings, but you just cannot keep from laughing.

“Well of course not,” you answer, “its 2010; I’m from New York; Marijuana is legal and I have a license to grow it.”

Note: Believe it or not, my state governor is considering legalizing medical marijuana to raise revenue for our huge state deficit crisis.

You move on, but you cannot help, but feel sorry for the guy. He did have a lot of pot. The black market must not be too profitable.

A few minutes later, you come upon a large public park. It is crowded with people. Everyone seems to be standing around and in line for something.

In the center of the park stands a phantom-like figure wearing a black hat, a black trench coat and dark sunglasses. You work you way through the crowd and occasionally have to assure some that you are merely taking a walk and not trying to cut-in-line.

After several minutes, you draw close to the dark stranger and within earshot.

He speaks.

“Wanna buy some health insurance? I can get you insured cheaper than the government. If you don’t want or need insurance, I can get you a certificate that proves you have some.”

“Well of course I do,” you answer, “its 2010; I have to have it!”

You do not want to be rude and hurt anyone’s feelings, so you go to the end of the line and wait your turn. You cannot help, but feel sorry for yourself. He did have a lot of insurance to sell and it seemed like no end of customers . The black market must be really profitable. You’re not laughing anymore.

Just I-Magine,


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