Once upon a time, not so long ago, the three pig brothers each received an inheritance. They thought of so many ways to spend that money, but they agreed the first thing to do was for each of them to build a house.
'I have an idea,' said the youngest brother, 'Let's network together to build our houses. We can pool our resources to find the best people and materials, and get a good deal for each of us.'
'No way,' his brothers exclaimed at once. 'We each have different things we want in a house. Your idea to network sounds like a trick to take our money to build your house. No, we'll take care of ourselves.'
The first little pig decided to cut corners on construction costs so he would still have money for other things, like upmarket furnishings, as well as to do some travelling. He visited a friend of his whom he knew had just built himself a new home to get his advice. And since this friend worked in finance he could tell him exactly what the pig should do to make his home secure.
'Bonds. And bond derivatives,' his friend suggested right off. 'The bundles are air-tight and strong. You can't build a better foundation than one build with these.'
So the first little pig bought the bonds needed to build the basement foundation for his house. He also cut corners on other building materials. The completed house seemed secure and cozy, plus the first pig had lots of cash left over. He moved in feeling quite pleased with himself.
The second little pig thought he could do better than his older brother. Instead of building his house on bonds, he used bricks of compressed dollars. 'Those bonds could lose their strength someday,' he thought to himself. 'So my bricks will be made from compressed dollars. Everyone in the world knows the strength of dollars. My foundation will last forever.' When his house was complete, he, too, had lots of cash left over and so he was quite pleased with himself when he moved in.
The youngest little pig hoped his brothers really knew what they were doing and that they would be happy in their new homes. However, he believed he was better off working with a network of people who knew how to build houses which would last. His net worker friends taught him the secrets of a forgotten metal, a metal which has lasted for thousands of years. 'Gold makes the best foundation for anything you want to build,' they told him. So little by little he acquired the gold he needed for his house. He not only built for himself a substantial, secure, and comfortable house, but he had also made a place for himself within the network. Because of that, he understood a network is a community of independent, but like-minded individuals who are truly interested in serving the community as well as building a future for themselves. Each prospering as the community prospers.
The three little pigs were as happy as, well as you may expect, pigs in the sunshine. Until one day, a pack of wolves took over the town. They knocked on the door of the first pig and demanded he open his door and sell them his bonds at a discount or they would destroy his house.
'I can't let you do that. My bonds are my foundation. My house will cave in without them.'
'We want to be fare, pig, so we're offering to buy your bonds before we exercise our right to confiscate them to save the town.'
'I have nothing to do with the town; I don't owe it anything.'
'You have no friends, you mean, to help you. We're liquefying your bonds.'
And so they encircled the house with firetrucks and used the hoses to blast gallons upon gallons of water at the ground line of the house. Before long, the ground was saturated and the house caved in. The pig ran as fast as he could to the second pigs house.
'The town wolves came with hoses and hundreds of gallons of water and caused my house to cave in,' he cried. 'Please, may I come and live with you?'
'You should have known those bonds wouldn't hold up,' the second pig chided, 'but I can't leave you homeless because you wouldn't listen to my advise. Of course you can stay with me.'
In a short while, the wolves came knocking at the second pig's door shouting, 'Open up. We need you to give us our dollars. The bonds your pig brother built his house on didn't hold up. We now need your dollars to save the town.'
'I built this house on dollars. I can't just hand them over to you because my house will cave in. You'll have to go elsewhere.'
'We need your dollars and so we will take them. We're within our rights to do whatever it takes to save our salaries, I mean, our town. We have plenty of water to flood your basement until the dollars float up into our hands. Get ready to move, pigs.'
And so, the wolves proceeded to aim their hoses at the house. And like the bonds, the water disintegrated the dollars and the house caved in. The tow pig brothers went running to their youngest brother.
'Brother, let us in. The wolves have destroyed both of our houses and we have nowhere else to go. Can we please live with you?'
'You dismissed my idea to network and yet, my network built the house you now want to live in. you are my brothers, so of course I can't turn you away, but--'
Just at that moment, the youngest pig was interrupted by the wolves who were now at his door. 'Open up, littlest pig. We need your bonds and cash so we can save ourselves. You must give it to us.'
'Sorry, but I have neither of those. There is nothing you can do to me or to my house. Go seek your loot elsewhere.'
'Did your brothers not tell you about our powerful water hoses? We can cave in your house if you refuse to hand over what we asked for.'
'Yes, they did. your hoses won't harm my house. I don't have any bonds or dollars to give you.'
'Have it your way then. Aim the hoses, my friends. We'll flush out these pigs and get our due.'
The water blasted the third house like a gale force storm, but nothing happened. Well, nothing happened to the house, that is. The water ran toward the wolves' trucks and caused them to sink into the mud. When the wolves saw what was happening they dropped the hoses and tried to drive away. The wheels spun and spun and eventually opened a huge trench into which all the trucks and wolves fell and covered over with even more mud.
Because of that, the two older pig brothers apologized to their youngest brother and asked if he would tell them about the network, and his friends who helped him build such a durable house.
He invited them to join him back inside and brought them milk and cookies. As they ate, the youngest pig began to tell his story.
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'I have an idea,' said the youngest brother, 'Let's network together to build our houses. We can pool our resources to find the best people and materials, and get a good deal for each of us.'
'No way,' his brothers exclaimed at once. 'We each have different things we want in a house. Your idea to network sounds like a trick to take our money to build your house. No, we'll take care of ourselves.'
The first little pig decided to cut corners on construction costs so he would still have money for other things, like upmarket furnishings, as well as to do some travelling. He visited a friend of his whom he knew had just built himself a new home to get his advice. And since this friend worked in finance he could tell him exactly what the pig should do to make his home secure.
'Bonds. And bond derivatives,' his friend suggested right off. 'The bundles are air-tight and strong. You can't build a better foundation than one build with these.'
So the first little pig bought the bonds needed to build the basement foundation for his house. He also cut corners on other building materials. The completed house seemed secure and cozy, plus the first pig had lots of cash left over. He moved in feeling quite pleased with himself.
The second little pig thought he could do better than his older brother. Instead of building his house on bonds, he used bricks of compressed dollars. 'Those bonds could lose their strength someday,' he thought to himself. 'So my bricks will be made from compressed dollars. Everyone in the world knows the strength of dollars. My foundation will last forever.' When his house was complete, he, too, had lots of cash left over and so he was quite pleased with himself when he moved in.
The youngest little pig hoped his brothers really knew what they were doing and that they would be happy in their new homes. However, he believed he was better off working with a network of people who knew how to build houses which would last. His net worker friends taught him the secrets of a forgotten metal, a metal which has lasted for thousands of years. 'Gold makes the best foundation for anything you want to build,' they told him. So little by little he acquired the gold he needed for his house. He not only built for himself a substantial, secure, and comfortable house, but he had also made a place for himself within the network. Because of that, he understood a network is a community of independent, but like-minded individuals who are truly interested in serving the community as well as building a future for themselves. Each prospering as the community prospers.
The three little pigs were as happy as, well as you may expect, pigs in the sunshine. Until one day, a pack of wolves took over the town. They knocked on the door of the first pig and demanded he open his door and sell them his bonds at a discount or they would destroy his house.
'I can't let you do that. My bonds are my foundation. My house will cave in without them.'
'We want to be fare, pig, so we're offering to buy your bonds before we exercise our right to confiscate them to save the town.'
'I have nothing to do with the town; I don't owe it anything.'
'You have no friends, you mean, to help you. We're liquefying your bonds.'
And so they encircled the house with firetrucks and used the hoses to blast gallons upon gallons of water at the ground line of the house. Before long, the ground was saturated and the house caved in. The pig ran as fast as he could to the second pigs house.
'The town wolves came with hoses and hundreds of gallons of water and caused my house to cave in,' he cried. 'Please, may I come and live with you?'
'You should have known those bonds wouldn't hold up,' the second pig chided, 'but I can't leave you homeless because you wouldn't listen to my advise. Of course you can stay with me.'
In a short while, the wolves came knocking at the second pig's door shouting, 'Open up. We need you to give us our dollars. The bonds your pig brother built his house on didn't hold up. We now need your dollars to save the town.'
'I built this house on dollars. I can't just hand them over to you because my house will cave in. You'll have to go elsewhere.'
'We need your dollars and so we will take them. We're within our rights to do whatever it takes to save our salaries, I mean, our town. We have plenty of water to flood your basement until the dollars float up into our hands. Get ready to move, pigs.'
And so, the wolves proceeded to aim their hoses at the house. And like the bonds, the water disintegrated the dollars and the house caved in. The tow pig brothers went running to their youngest brother.
'Brother, let us in. The wolves have destroyed both of our houses and we have nowhere else to go. Can we please live with you?'
'You dismissed my idea to network and yet, my network built the house you now want to live in. you are my brothers, so of course I can't turn you away, but--'
Just at that moment, the youngest pig was interrupted by the wolves who were now at his door. 'Open up, littlest pig. We need your bonds and cash so we can save ourselves. You must give it to us.'
'Sorry, but I have neither of those. There is nothing you can do to me or to my house. Go seek your loot elsewhere.'
'Did your brothers not tell you about our powerful water hoses? We can cave in your house if you refuse to hand over what we asked for.'
'Yes, they did. your hoses won't harm my house. I don't have any bonds or dollars to give you.'
'Have it your way then. Aim the hoses, my friends. We'll flush out these pigs and get our due.'
The water blasted the third house like a gale force storm, but nothing happened. Well, nothing happened to the house, that is. The water ran toward the wolves' trucks and caused them to sink into the mud. When the wolves saw what was happening they dropped the hoses and tried to drive away. The wheels spun and spun and eventually opened a huge trench into which all the trucks and wolves fell and covered over with even more mud.
Because of that, the two older pig brothers apologized to their youngest brother and asked if he would tell them about the network, and his friends who helped him build such a durable house.
He invited them to join him back inside and brought them milk and cookies. As they ate, the youngest pig began to tell his story.
'Once upon a time, there was gold...' Click Here To Find Out What Happens Next
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