Fortunate Bigboss, which was in possession of a significant wallet of stocks and shares, proposed to them to distract them while taking them along in the temple from finances, in Wall Street.

In an indescribable hubbub, the purchasers hurled themselves at the salesmen. Things were looking up. The bulls held the market while the bears kepted a low profile. Nasdaq flamed. Fortunate Bigboss drew their attention to two values of which he owned large packages of actions. The purchasers were into full delirious. They tore off the titles as if their life depended on it. The courses climbed vertiginously: 10 %..., 20 %..., 31 %..., 43 %... Fortunate Bigboss raised a broad smile. In a few moments, he had gained a few tens of million dollars.

Pangloss, perplexed, questioned the happy capitalist: " How can you gain several tens of million dollars in a few minutes? You play lottery? "

Fortunate Bigboss: " Not at all. It is the application of a rigorous economic law, the law of the market, in other words the law of the offer and request. "

Suddenly, a rumour ran in the vast enclosure. A favourite stock of the e.business had just emitted a " profit warning " (a warning of strong fall of its profits). The bears came out of their dens and crushed the courses. They fell vertiginously : 10 %..., 20 %..., 31 %..., 35 %... Fortunate Bigboss did not smile anymore. In a few minutes, he had lost tens of million dollars.

They left Wall Street. Pangloss, perplexed, again questioned Fortunate Bigboss:

" Your economic law of supply and demand seems to me quite changeable ".

Fortunate Bigboss: " It is not the economic law which is in question. It is circumvented by speculators who play fall ".

Candide: " Altogether, the law of the market is beneficial. It plays only in favour of the profit ".

Fortunate Bigboss, bitterly " Absolutely. They are the bears who ridicule it! "

On these healthy thoughts and these well felt words, our inalterable optimists gave up Wall Street with its contortions.

After the plays of finance, Fortunate Bigboss offered to his companions the spectacle plays of the policy.

Two candidates with the Presidency of the United States clashed: Binton and Clush. One awaited with febrility the result of the elections. Candide had a passion for this tournament and undertook to attentively examine the electoral program of the two adversaries. Its conclusion was enthusiastic: " I think that the program of Binton is splendid and that, if he is elected, the American people will be happiest of the world ".

Martin: " And if it is Clush which carries it off? "

Candide: " According to his proposals, if he is elected, the Americans will be the happiest inhabitants of the ground ".

Fortunate Bigboss, peacefully: " I believe that it is useful to inform you that it is well-known that the promises of the politicians engage only those which receive them ".

Candide: " Really? "

Martin: " It is obvious ".

Pangloss: " It is a pity completely. In the final analysis, the voters can nevertheless make beautiful dreams throughout all election campaign! "

Candide: " It is already appreciable! "

The fight of the politicians turned to the advantage of Clush. Binton, disappointed, set in motion an army of lawyers which dissected the Constitution and found there matter to dispute the legitimacy of the victory of Clush. One left for weeks of imbroglios and legal events....

The voters assisted, disillusioned, with these tournaments of the lawyers, extremely lucrative for their cabinets. The two protagonists took not care of it. It was their problem. They estimated, rightly, that the voters had finished to play their role as a voter. The remainder, the accession to power, did not concerned them. Each one in its place. Our two optimists were convinced that the nature of things was respected and that all was thus well in the best of possible worlds.

After the plays of the policy, our four travellers, curious to see functioning a great democracy, at the third millenium, chose to go to Alabama where justice was famous for its speed. One did not haggle there over the death sentences and one dispatched culprits ad patres per tens.

Our travellers arrived at a few miles of Mobile where was installed a well-known penitentiary for its effectiveness. They attended the return of the prisoners who worked outside the establishment. Those were in chains the ones with the others. Each one trailed, attached to its ankles, of heavy metal balls. The temperature was high: 106 degrees Fahrenheit (approximately 40 degrees Celsius).

Then they assisted, with the Court, a lawsuit dispatched with a remarkable celerity. The debates lasted hardly two hours, deliberate fifteen minutes. The prosecutor did not have a proof, not exhibit but the medias claimed a culprit for a crime perpetrated in the surroundings. One did better. A poor wretch, innocent, but which was the wrong to be without defense, provides admirable condemned to death. Better was worth to put to death 20 innocents than to let escape a culprit. The philosophy of a good and quick justice was respected without fault.

Our travellers could only yield to the facts. The effectiveness and the productivity of justice in Alabama were unrivalled!