Nice little fable, Heineken. You'd get an "A" in my initial writing assignment in College Writing. We start with short fables to prime the pump.
"The Cask of Heineken"
A cornucopian and a doomer meet in a pub.
The doomer looks at the cornucopian's glass and says, "Look, it's half empty."
Mr Cornu says, "Yeah, well watch this." He gives his glass to the bartender and has it refilled.
The doomer says, "Follow me," and takes Mr Cornu into the pub cellar. There he points out the cask and notes that it too is half empty.
"The Market will provide," Mr Cornu says. "I believe there are more casks in this place."
"Check in that little alcove over there," Doomer says.
When Mr Cornu reaches the alcove, Doomer presses him against the wall and handcuffs him there. Mr Cornu thinks it's a joke and laughs at Doomer.
Doomer begins sealing up the alcove with bricks and mortar. Finally, Mr Cornu realizes this is no joke.
"You can't do this to me," he says, "I'll run out of oxygen."
Fitting the last brick into place, Doomer says, "The Market will provide."
Nah. Too derivative.