A young, well-educated man on his first business trip gets on a plane
to find himself seated next to an older, weathered man in a western snap shirt, faded jeans and a cowboy hat. Thinking himself above the old
cowboy, the young man decides to make sport of him.
"You know," he says, "I've heard these flights go much more quickly if you strike up a conversation with a fellow passenger. So, let's talk."
The cowboy looks at him and says, "Well I s'pose that'd be all right. What'd ya like to discuss?"
"Oh, I don't know," says the young man with a hint of sarcasm. "How about nuclear proliferation?"
"Hmm," says the cowboy, sensing the young man's attempt to belittle him. "That could be an interesting topic. But, let me ask you a question first: horses, cows, and deer all eat the same stuff--- grass. Yet, a deer passes little pellets, a cow turns out a flat patty, and a horse makes muffins of dried poop. Why do you suppose that is?"
Dumbfounded, the young man replies, "I haven't the slightest idea."
"So tell me then," says the cowboy with a knowing smile, "How is it that you feel qualified to discuss geopolitics when you don't know shit?"
