As the discussions continue about the bailout and proposed stimulus package, my thought turned to the parable of the Prodigal Son.
Not the end that we all know, or the beginning. The middle. The son, with all his money, goes to town. And really goes to town. He has lots of friends to help him spend his money. Then, one day, the money's gone. And so are his so-called friends.
Our government has been spending like the son when he got to town. When the government runs out of money, who will be its friend. The Prodigal Son had to hit bottom with the pigs. And we don't have the luxury of watching the Prodigal government sink to the bottom from afar.