The Big Government, The Big Business and the Little Guy. Not too long ago, in a small village not far from where you now sit there lived an apple merchant. He was a kind little man with a loving wife and two beautiful children. He sold his apples out of a cart at the side of the road leading between the village and the village’s only large place of employment, the box factory. The local townsfolk would stop and pick up boxes of apples on their way home from work. Directly across from our dear apple merchant, another apple merchant...
