The Space Ship

Last night Kadizzle sat on the back porch.  All of a sudden he noticed a bright light hovering above him. Then the phone rang.  "Is that you Kadizzle?" the voice said.  It was the guys in the space ship right above me.  "Yes, it's me".  Well we just got here from way over there in the galaxy.  We had some questions for you.  Fire away Kadizzle said.  Sitting up here in our spaceship we see your planet has plenty of food.  Sitting up here it looks like you have plenty of wood for houses, plenty of fuel for your stoves, and plenty of everything.  What gives?  How can you have so much and yet so many of you have wars, and starve, and live in huts, and die so needlessly of disease.  Kadizzle reached in his pants and scratched his ass for an answer.  Well I guess we have a distribution problem.  Sure we have plenty but somehow we gave most of it to one percent o of the population.  What in the hell did you do that for Kadizzle?  We got this thing called religion.  It lets us fight and get confused.  Some of us use it to fool the rest of us.  Then the smart ones take everything from the dumb ones. The spaceship guys could be heard laughing as they sat on the porch of their space ship.  That sure doesn't sound like fun for a lot of you Earthlings.  No, but the ones who win have a great time.  Sometimes the dumb ones get together and kill the smart ones, but until then life here goes on.  Why don't you guys share more?  That would be communism, or socialism, and our leaders tell us sharing is not nice.  Who would believe that?  A bunch of dumb people.  Oh, we see you need dumb people?  Yes we need real dumb people.  How do you get so many dumb people?  We have Fox News, Rush Limbaugh, the church, and poor schools.  They supply us with all the dumb people we need.  Very interesting.  So you really don't have a problem, you just create one.  Now you got it.  How is it working for you.  Great, we have a real idiot for our leader now, and we are creating stupid people at a rate never before anticipated.  Up here in the space ship we figure you are going burn up your planet with pollution or nuclear war.  Well in the meantime one percent of us are having a great time.  Thanks for stopping by you space guys. Come again when we set off the bombs it will be a great show.