Teach a Man to Fish

[I was looking at a site I follow (here) where the author takes a single word and builds a profound statement around it; and, I realized that I am about as profound as a Bazooka Joe comic.  But, along those lines, I decided to take something profound and riff on it, like some kind of weird James Thurber beatnik.  If you don’t like this, I’ve got a real think-piece on a twelve step program for grizzly bears…]

Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day.  Give a man a poisoned fish and you feed him for a lifetime.

Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day.  Give a man a flash and he can take photographs at night.

Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day.  Teach a man to fish and you can score with his wife while he’s out fishing.

Give a man a reel and you feed him for a lifetime.  Teach a man to reel and he can work at Mount Vernon as an historical reenactor…

Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day.  Give a man a flush and he will definitely beat three of a kind.

Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day.  Give a man an elephant and you’ll feed him for a lifetime.

Give a man a fishing boat and you feed him for a lifetime.  Teach a fish to man a boat and he’ll probably flop around on deck before finally suffocating…

Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; give a man a fish that vomits rabbit fetuses onto the floor of an abandoned factory and you’ve got the makings of a David Lynch movie.

Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day. Give a Manischewitz and he’ll be too drunk to remember where he put the fish.

Give a man a fish and you will feed him for a day; and, you will make Ayn Rand cry.