…remember me-

>Photo from Washington Post Magazine story contest.

“Hello?” she answered.

“Hi, you probably don’t remember me, but”… replied in a raspy yet innocent tone. “We were in the fourth and fifth grade together.”

“What time is it?” She answered. “Oh, I’m sorry, it’s nine-o’clock there I think. It’s four in the morning here in Hawaii.” “Hawaii?” She answered. “Yes. Actually I’m in Wahuhu at the Hawaii Falls. I’m sitting here looking at the waterfalls right now. It’s unbelievable. I’m sitting here with my campfire in the foreground and the waterfall in the background. So, it looks like the waterfall is cascading into the fire. Well, you need a little imagination also. And I know you have a terrific imagination.” “Who is this again?” She answered. “Oh, I’m sorry this is…no, let’s see if you remember me. I remember you. I think about you all the time. I remember we used to fantasize about all kinds of stuff.” She rolls over, her long blond hair gently rolling over the silk sheets.

“I remember we made up our own cartoons. Remember? We made clay figures. They had little bodies with big round heads. We would use our two thumbs to form the face making the eyes and nose all at once; and get this, they were from Pluto! “What are you on?” She answered. “I’m on Maui, didn’t I say? I love it here. I’m thinking of moving here permanently.” He leans back in his hammock watching as the full moon gently floats over the waterfall. There are only two clouds and they seem to be escorting the moon on its cosmic journey. Oh my God, she’s right, I do sound pretty goofy (talking to him-self). “You don’t remember? We also fantasized about owning our own island. We made charts of it including quicksand and pineapple groves and waterfalls. I guess that is why I’m calling.” He takes a sip out of his hollowed out pineapple drink. No umbrella though. This is the real deal. Carve out the pineapple, pour in the rum, add back some of the crushed pineapple and viola, tropical concoction. No ice, no frills.

“Looking back, those things might have seemed a little masculine. Boyish, you know, I mean for you. But, we also had our own line of clothes that we designed, puffy sleeves and all. And believe me, with four older brothers, woo. You talk about peer pressure. I still hear about that at every Thanksgiving and Christmas. My brothers were good for me. They toughened me up. But, they also laid the groundwork for being able to get away with anything. They set a good example on what not to do. Most people say, ‘learn from your mistakes’. But, I had the advantage of learning from their mistakes.”

“I remember you wore this blue sweater that was sort of  ‘close-fitting’. It was covered with white stars. I fantasized, privately, about that sweater with the stars being cut out of it; shame on me. I don’t think I liked girls back then. Well I guess I did.” She sits up. Looks at the clock and rolls her eyes back. She pulls the slinky sheets over her breasts. “What are you talking about?” she answered.

“I guess you don’t remember me. Boy, do I remember you. When I was in the Navy I wrote a story about us, sort of. May I read it to you?” “Do you have it with you?” she answered. “Oh, yeah. I wrote it a long time ago. Then it was lost. So when I found it some years later folded up in my “Walden” book, I said to myself that I would keep it with me always just in case. Since then I’ve been carrying it around, I’ve gone through four wallets and with each new one I print out a new copy. So, be patient and I’ll read it to you, it will only take a minute.”

“This morning was a beautiful awakening. You scrambled the eggs with cheddar cheese and I brewed some fresh ground Columbian coffee. I also sliced up some fresh fruit. We had breakfast on the back patio. The babblings of the Saint Francis fountain stereo’s with the finches on the feeder. Our old chocolate lab just lays there content knowing that playtime was coming soon. I read the Sports and you the Style section. I gathered and rinsed the dishes. You put away the leftovers. We settled back in to our lazy Sunday morning state. I look across the table through a bushy little gardenia. You glance back and wink. We silently agree a nap is in order. We snuggle and spoon until we doze off. The dreams we dream are coming true every day. Then, startled by the massive presence and the persistent licking of the face, we woke up.” 

“That’s you and I?” she answered. “I guess and maybe a chocolate lab. I was thinking of you when I wrote it. As I go through life I meet various people. Never have I met a more beautiful, smart and friendly person as you. I know we all change a little with time. And maybe you have changed a little to the negative nature, but how am I to know until we meet again.” “Do you want to meet?” she answered. “Hawaii is great all year round. But, I’m here now. Could you get away for a couple weeks? I’ll pick you up at the airport.”

“Who are you again?” she answered. “Oh, that’s right, I didn’t say. I’m Billy Robinson. I sat next to you in the fourth grade and coincidentally in the fifth grade also.” “My goodness. How did you find my number?” she answered. As she awakens she remembers a little more and more. A smile comes to her face as she reaches to remove the sleep from her eyes. “I ‘googled’ you. All I had to do was type in your name and city and viola, your phone number came up.” “Are you the same Billy ‘the Bully’ Robinson that knocked me down and stole my panties?” …Click!

“Hello… hello?”… He answered.





Survive or thrive

…What is this world coming to?

>Our home is yours.

Henry David Thoreau once said “Humility like darkness reveals the heavenly lights”. His best works were written when he was humble. But, he was not living in a shack his whole life, but, only a few years. The rest of his life he thrived. I always tried to be humble like HDT. I believe I could have been rich and famous if not for HDT. But, now I’m over the hill, I’m looking at a retirement plan or lack there of.

Some people inherited their money, some worked their butts off and some got lucky. It is very difficult to switch from a humble land surveyor making a descent living to someone trying to thrive. Not even thrive so much, but, just enough to make a comfortable retirement.

It may be too late to go back and finish college; plus that would cost a great deal and I am overly frugal. So, that will make it difficult to change professions. The new way to thrive is to get something #posted on the internet. My own website (iisheadan.com) has failed to bring an agent to help me get off the ground. My ideas include paintings, stories, songs, phone apps, inventions, solutions to climatic change and houses so cheap it would house all those in concentration camps around the world trying to survive.

My retirement plan could be nullified if the 1% have their way to make the rich get richer and the poor more poorer. The 1% is thriving more than ever. They are the new royalty. Except they are fighting each other to see who can make the most money. When they should be fighting to be the most generous.

To thrive or survive?, that is the question.


The sky is whinin’

…Look at the hail rolling down the street-

>It’s not so clear, anymore.

Looking at the forecast for the next week you can plan ahead by guessing the weather will be the opposite of what the meteorologists claim. That is today’s weather summary.

This is more about global climate changing and not global warming. The predictability of the weather is getting more difficult all the time. The main culprit to this weather chaos is all the jetliners flying high speeds at high altitudes and high heat swirling and vortexing around countering the natural atmosphere. All of this combined changes the upper atmosphere’s barometric pressure.

The U.S. Postal Service utilizes flights by others. But, the whole world has a combined total of more than 120,000 flights a day. Fedex and UPS combine for approximately 40,000 flights per day; one third of all flights each day. Crazy huh? We could actually control the weather if we could control their flight patterns. That is, if we can control the routes that the airliners take. Instead of flights taking the shortest route they would take a route that would benefit a plan created by scientists. And we must immediately stop the flights going over the polar caps.

Traveling is great and getting there faster makes it more enjoyable. It may be necessary to travel less which is doable if necessary to save the world. But, worst of all are the package transporters who fly all over the place. Some delivering a dinner package overnight from New York to L.A.

Airliners in the upper atmosphere create heat and vortexes unnatural to normal earth systems. It’s like blowing a hairdryer into a fan. Throw water into that and you have a real mess.

The majority of flights utilize the jet stream to go with the flow and save some doe. That concentrates the turmoil.  Instead, perhaps the flights should be scheduled to fly in a web pattern which would evenly distribute the disruption.

If we could all work together the flights could be coordinated to add and subtract the necessary impact to neutralize the weather so it is the way it is supposed to be. Or we could actually utilize the jetliners to make the weather better for the necessary areas. If California is getting a little dry, flights could be rerouted to actually control the weather and give them a couple days of light rain. If every package didn’t have to be delivered the next day, those flights could be rerouted. The government needs to step in and first of all inspire colleges to research this theory. Once that is proven, it shouldn’t take long, create a committee that is not controlled by the airliner owners and have them evenly distribute the flight plans accordingly. By each airline given schedules, each will share responsibility and credit for saving the earth.

There once was a naval ship caught in a major storm in the Caribbean. The waves were larger than thirty feet. They were getting kicked around like a rubber duck in a kid’s bathtub. The captain got the bright idea to gather information concerning the barometric pressure in the general area. Who knows where he got this information. It was about the time when a computer was the size of an ice cream truck. He obtained a printout and it looked like a golf course contour map. The captain analyzed the data and saw a higher pressure system nearby. Having to continue to battle the storm the captain found his pocket of higher barometric pressure and he found safety. The waves were still large, but, the storm was about half as bad.

The point here is the jet engines in the upper atmosphere are also impacting the barometric pressure around the world. By manipulating the flight patterns and lowering the amount of air travel, #packaging, the weather can be manipulated and changed in our favor. Our favor, means the world’s favor. This isn’t just for the United States of America, but, for all. This is for the future of the world.

Jets flying in the upper atmosphere change the temperature and barometric pressure shifting air upwards. And by several jets flying in a clockwise direction at a radius of about 20 miles could create it’s own high pressure system. Add that to your weather model and see what happens. It can help divert a low pressure system like Hurricane Marie from hitting an island directly like Puerto Rico. Look at all the forest fires in California. It is creating it’s own high pressure system. So much so it is diverting the jet stream which is very rare.

The sky is cryin’ because the upper atmosphere is being ripped apart. When the upper atmosphere is naturally 60 degrees below zero and the jet exhaust is over 1,200 degrees above zero, who could argue?

Next read: flying-for-freedom


The Wave

…a good morning hello-

>Ride the wave.

Imagine going to a sporting event and the crowd starts doing the wave. Perhaps the announcer instigates the crowd or maybe just one fan stands up and throws his arms in the air and his neighbor joins in and his/her neighbor joins in. And before you know it the whole stadium is doing the wave. The wave circles around the arena like a swirl of pea soup in a big melting pot. The jersey one is wearing does not matter nor the color of their skin. We are not here to judge one. We are here to have fun. Do the wave. Sing the National Anthem. Enjoy the event.

Walking down the road, just minding your own business a bicycler approaches. Letting loose of the handlebars the bicycler raises a hand and waves. It is dangerous to ride a bike with one hand. What if they were to hit a pot hole. That could send them flying. Instead the bicycler kept on going like it was nothing.

Once at an inn on the southern end of the Black Forest there were a couple tourists. They were coming downstairs for breakfast when a fellow tenant exclaimed ‘moggin’ and then another and another. Before you know it everyone has greeted the latest patron that came down the stairs. Guess what happened next. Another tenant came down and it started all over again. With all the ‘moggin-moggins’ going around the place sounded like a chicken coup. There was one person who chose not to speak, but, they did wave.

Laying on the beach, a good rest is necessary. After building the most luxurious sand castle with a mote and flags one needs the rest. One also has to stand guard to prevent silly children from accidentally crashing into it. Absorbing sunlight and converting it to vitamin D is also necessary. Then calling from the beautiful beach house a wave from the spousal unit. What could she want? All I asked her to do was to wave when the high tide was coming in.




Dan’s Date Stamp

…an app for the ages.

This app idea reinvents “safe sex”. But, because the expense of building an app it can’t be built yet. But, when this goes viral it may even become a requirement just like the requirement for car insurance. Youths sixteen and over will be required to download and sign up.

The purpose of this application is to allow anyone, including college students, movie stars, professional athletes and politicians to register themselves before having sexual intercourse and indicating that they agree to have sex. Of course all registries information will be confidential. By registering and entering their private and confidential password they agree the sex they are about to indulge in is purely consenting. This will eliminate many “date rape” allegations and protect those that want consensual sex from worrying about future allegations. Also, by taking the time to login and enter the secret password it will allow all parties the time to reconsider having sex. And if alcohol is involved, requiring the password to be entered will also require consciousness.

DansDateStamp is a temporary name. Perhaps it could be called “Dad’s Date Stamp”. The idea of this app, which can be considered a sexual contract, is for the protection of both parties engaged in a sexual encounter. In today’s society people are being accused of non-consensual sex. Some accuse others of rape. With this app both parties agree to have sex and this information is stored in a secure database. This app is for the benefit of both parties. In addition to the storage of this information for future needs, two individuals initially decide to have safe sex and even repeat customers (all participants can return to their app with a private password) still have to go to the app, initialize the DATE STAMP and go through the last chance to change their mind. This app makes “safe sex, safer”.

And there will be no bragging rights.  The information won’t be accessible by any Internet hackers. An email will be sent to each participant and what they want to do with their privacy is up to them.

With the development of this app more functions can be added such as listings of preferences, communicable diseases, etc. The only ones that don’t want this app are the ones who don’t respect other’s needs. In addition to those people who care about no one but themselves. So many people now regret not having information about people whom they slept with. Image a sailor having a girl in every port without casting thy bread upon the water. That is, some people are in it just for the fun of it and don’t care about the results. Though it is fun there is an extreme amount of responsibility that goes with it. With this app both parties have to take responsibility.


A Beautiful Awakening

…Wishing every-one the same-

>Clouded river.

   This morning was a beautiful awakening.  The glowing Sun was peaking over the sparkling prairie.  Dew drops in this morning to bead sprinkles on the clover.  The morning glory is climbing for joy.  I should also mention the chipper of a couple lovebirds outside my window.  For a new day is here and Mother Nature delivers to the world all her peace and beauty for those who wish to enjoy it.

My jeans still reflect the sunshine’s freshness from yesterday’s sunbath.  They feel just like a thick layer of skin.  No, I imagine they feel just as the layer of a leaf that once sheltered a flowering bud.  My jeans slide into place.  Then on comes the long sleeve baseball shirt with a design that resembles a thought born on a boring day.  I yield to a pair of semi-matched white sox and then continue with no despair.  My tenny shoes are well broken-in.  Yet, they still add a little bounce to my step as if I need one.

Breakfast consists of toasted wheat bread, peanut butter and Mama’s homemade jelly, and an ice cold glass of milk.  Fruit is good, maybe even a couple of orange and grapefruit slices, better yet a bundle of white seedless grapes bobbling in a bowl of chilling water.  Satisfied were my stomach’s needs and fulfilled are my desires with no contempt to any other part of me.

Then I am off and away.  Flying one of the few contraptions made by man that seems fit for existence.  Down by the river I take a bike ride to the park.  The trees shudder to a gentle breeze.  Flowers are revived in their beauty when the sunlight makes it possible for an array of colors to be transferred to my line of thought.  My eyes are warmed by such a miracle.

My eyes almost melt at another miracle of nature bathing in the river.  Honest is the warmth transfered to my soul.  I maintain control as I swoop in among the trees and shadows.  A greeting is exchanged to continue the conversation from the night before.  The subject does not matter.  For friends talk of the weather and a change of a couple degrees would fill two books of notes and tales.

At last man and his mate flow together.  A river flows in the same manner.  Nothing is perfect.  Yet, nothing is as spectacular.  And so it continues with nothing to intervene.  This river of love never ends; it just keeps on flowing.




Pea green people

…In a melting pot-

>Melting colors.

The year is 2020, a year of clear vision. Earth will be of the same dimensions: spherical, short and fat. It will be of a different color though. Not white or black, yellow, green, blue, orange or lavender. Not a color that you can comprehend or that you are ready for today. It is LOVE, a new color never seen before in such a magnitude.

There will be some rich and some poor because they won’t begin to see until about 2020 when vision will not be obscured and we will have the kettle brewing. There may be some individuals that won’t indulge like the Neanderthal,  though, they will be few and far between. Mischling is the way to go.

You can see it now, the walls are coming down. People will migrate or immigrate to foreign lands, foreign cultures and they will diversify. To choose a mate of a completely opposite culture will mold two figures into one, their offspring will do the same. There will be no fighting over race, creed, religion or power. When people will work together and have no differences in social thought. And then wealth will be nothing more than a burden like gold on a life-raft. No one born with more than a billion than anyone else and all having the same career and educational opportunities.

Governments are singularly in cause and plural only in ideas of how to provide more oneness in its people. The United States of America is a small experiment. The real melting pot is the earth. The ingredients are everybody and open mindedness. What color will the soup be? Who cares, it could be pea green and it wouldn’t make a difference, because everybody will be the same color. There will be the exceptional beast, but, they will be killing each other off by greed and prejudice, the same killing diseases we have today.

Don’t be one of those that can’t listen to reason because of a mental affliction. Nor be green with envy, yet be green from being scooped out of the melting pot.



Picture yourself

…it’s you or your phone-

>Picture yourself, not your phoney.

People around the world are being drawn into the web. Don’t let it take control over you. There are many forms of addiction. But, if you simplify it, it isn’t an addiction, but more like a craving out of control. Break it down and it is just a desire. If you are drawn in, try weaning yourself a little at a time.

Everybody has that little angel on one shoulder and devil on the other. There are so many temptations out there. The worst part is they take advantage of those with desires. Software giants purposely create programs that draw you in. Doctors will prescribe medicines either that you don’t really need or doses which are too large. The insurance companies are in cahoots with them. Now marijuana comes in the form of candy. These are all lures to make money for those that don’t need it. Homeless people don’t sell drugs. They are trying to survive. It’s the rich trying to get richer.

There are many natural temptations out there you just don’t hear about. But, you don’t hear about someone overdosing on apples. Though you can eat so many you can get overweight. You can drink a gallon of water in less than four minutes, but, you will get sick. In spite of what your older siblings tell you.

Because you want something doesn’t mean you have to have it. Or that you deserve it. Or that it will be good for you. Controlling your urges or desires is the best thing you can and should do for yourself. In your early years people around you try to teach you right from wrong. They hit you or screamed at you as punishment trying to prepare you for your future. The worst is when they say they are “disappointed in you” especially your father. Some may take all that advice and reverse it just for spite. Some learn from their mistakes and some learn from other’s mistakes. Others learn from the news agencies stating other’s mistakes and the prices they pay.

You are in control of yourself. Don’t let the phone, tablet or computer suck you in. Like a kid addicted to games. You are stronger. Put yourself on a phone diet. Don’t answer a text as soon as you get it unless your are expecting one. Look at yourself in the mirror and tell yourself “hey, I’m good looking” before your mom calls and tells you to go to bed.


Debate on debate

…Two sides to every story-

>lure in debait.

Two people are sitting on a park bench. One says to the other ‘what do you think about the President’. The other person falls off the bench and rolls around on the ground laughing.  No, that was a joke. The other person says ‘where will this debate take us’.

These two can share their opinions until the cows come home or they can go as far as physical violence.  And yes, they can also agree…anyways. People have all kinds of notions.  Some are based on facts according to Webster,  Britannica or some stupid computer website. Or some are opinions based on their upbringing being either school or home. But, these opinions cannot be based on something totally out of this world such as the weather conditions on a planet swallowed up by a black hole. That is impossible.  Yet, that may very well be the only thing nondebatable.

You hear someone say they are one hundred percent sure. They are usually ninety nine percent wrong. Not wrong about whatever they were debating,  but, wrong about using the term one hundred percent.  You can be so sure the light switch will turn on the light, but, you can be wrong if there is a bad wire, the light bulb is burned out or simply the house doesn’t have power. You can go to the horse races, but, if you think you are a hundred percent sure there, you will lose.

When debating one must stand by their beliefs, but, also should listen to the other and put themselves in their shoes. Those shoes may be of the wrong size, color or maybe the wrong odor. But, by placing yourself in their shoes you may feel the way they feel. You may also change your mind and agree with them. That is if you are capable of changing your mind. Some will argue even if they know they are wrong.

Some people debate as a contest. They want to win. It doesn’t matter the subject. Yelling to be heard doesn’t make your side of the debate correct. Bullying is unnecessary.  You may not agree with this article, but, don’t throw it away. You may change your mind.




…shaping the homes of tomorrow-

>Simplifying a child’s dream.
Millions of people are homeless. What if there was a way to make affordable houses for the majority. The saying was ‘people is glass houses, shouldn’t throw stones’. Of course they shouldn’t throw stones because people would throw them back and destroy your house. But, what if they were made of translucent plexiglass. No rock can hurt that. The difficult part is to dig the basement. That is, since the rest of the house is so easy. The idea is to create dome houses with a large fan and liquid plexiglass. It’s as easy as blowing a bubble with bubblegum.
1st, build a circular track that is connected like a Christmas tree railway track.
2nd, connect a very large bladed fan to said track
3rd, cover with a wire mesh similar to chain link fence
4th, cover that with a fine fabric or tarp
5th, spray or pour a liquid fiberglass over entire circle
6th, turn on the fan

7th, allow the air to push up the tarp & plexiglass, once it reached its designed peak, continue the air at a constant rate until the plexiglass has dried.

Which, that is only the beginning.  There are additional ideas on the entrance doors and windows. Once the design is ironed out or inflated, maybe three houses could be built per day.

And looking towards the future this dome construction will be perfect for life on the Moon. There will be greater uses and variations.  Instead of a dome which is 1/3 the area of a sphere some could be the shape of a cylinder with a dome on the top of it sort of like a silo. Once people realize that Mars is way too far to inhabit. The Moon will become the new Miami Beach which will most likely be under water by then.


Non Responsible Americans

…arms on the table-

>Lay down my arms.

It is difficult to tell people they cannot protect themselves. Let the police protect you. That is why they are there. It is not like the government is going to go Nazi on us. No matter who is president.

It is so difficult to convince someone of anything that has been passed down from generation to generation. The way these minds think are logical from their perspective.  Imagine growing up and your parents tell you to stay away from dogs. They teach you to walk on the other side of the road. Never stick your hand out. And run if they come close to you. Or maybe shoot them if they come close to you. What if that person were to go to another country or state or town where they love dogs. Where dogs are all over the place running through the streets,  jumping on people and licking them. Does that person pull out a gun and start shooting every dog they see? Hopefully not. But, it must be confusing for them. If told in advance that dogs were nice, would they be able to convince themselves that it would be all right. What if even though all the dogs were fun loving beauties this person still resisted and still hated them? Could anyone convince this person of anything or will they forever stand by what they were taught and not budge a bit?

Now days the only good thing guns are for is shooting at a practice range.  Some guns shoot t-shirts into a crowd. Some are used to scare crows from the corn field. Some people were brought up with guns in their family. They think guns are common and are safe when stored in a good place. And in general they are correct. But, then comes the exception. A kid finds a gun in the closet and accidentally kills somebody. This is so tragic it makes up for the thousands that don’t happen.

There are businesses that stand to make a lot of money by selling weapons.  And there are their contacts who pay government officials to do whatever they request. But, those same businesses are making a killing with weapons of war such as billion dollar jets. One theory is the 1%, #royalty are racing to see who can make the largest deductibles on their taxes without showing them on their non-audited taxes.

Some people just want attention.  And boy if you gun down thirty innocent people you are bound to be over spotlighted.  The news industry has to jump all over it and repeat the same story over and over. And that is a shame. Both of you get the attention you were aiming for and the news gets a story for weeks until someone else gets the attention. Children sometimes seek attention and it is understood why they get it. Because they are so cute. Why do grown people need that much attention is a question for everyone to ask themselves. Try standup comedy.

Is it possible America has 75 times more gun killings a year than the majority of the free world countries? And every time a killing spree happens gun sales go up? Is that fake advertising?

Non-responsible Americans, #NRA are laughing at America and the world. Their goal is to bring chaos to America;  to separate us from our own brothers.  What other use do we have for guns and weapons of mass destruction is for you to ask yourself. ‘How long will this go on?’ our politicians should ask their children.

Afterthoughts: some people like killing animals, when I was growing up my brother killed a cardinal with a bb-gun and boy did he get a spanking for that one and I guess I would eat deer meat if given to me




An ear for all colors

…listen up-

>Color me deaf.
Prejudice is mostly based on one’s vision. If you see someone of a pigment not of your own you immediately start analyzing this person’s whole life. Listen up; eighty percent of the time you are wrong (#fakenews).
Imagine a little white boy growing up on the south side of Memphis. Being bussed to four different schools while growing up can influence a kid to either understand or dislike people of a different color. It’s called prejudice. As it turns out a kid can become friends with others of a different color. There could also be an influence from other means. The little boy’s best friend and neighbor is half Philippine and half light. But, other people thought they were brothers because one was half light and the other had a dark tan.
What if the same kid came from a broken home and had to go to a little town in Wisconsin every summer of which probably only had one or two colored families. People of color didn’t matter. The only prejudice in this little town was as if one was very heavy or really skinny. Maybe if one was an alcoholic there could be gossip.

People love spreading rumors about others, picking on them, harassing and bullying. Why, because they are of a different color. It doesn’t have to be of a drastic color or can it be just a little different.  There are many shades of grey. Gray really? People are referred to as black or white. That needs to stop. If that were true wouldn’t children of a couple, one black and one white end up gray. But, no, the children are a blend of tan.

The last president of the United States is referred to as the first black president. That is rude. With all due respect. Though it is a step in the right direction for people of a somewhat darker color. Why call someone black if they are half and half. Where do you stop? Are you colored if you are one part dark and seven parts light.

Talk about prejudice.  According to the Nazis you were Jewish if three of your grandparents were Jewish. Oy-vey.

Black or white is an easy description to give the police for a simple description. That’s all well and dandy to help track down a suspect.  On the other hand, not to sound too prejudice but, when a police officer hears a black was involved they automatically have an assumption.  Sometimes even a colored officer will have the same assumption.

Blind people must think everybody is crazy. Though blind people can judge people by their tone, articulation or accent. They probably assume all the well spoken and educated people are white. People who can’t hear don’t have to worry about it. Others won’t listen.

Politicians are prejudice against their rivals. They ‘assume’ your beliefs. If you are of one party and everyone else in the room are your rivals do you fight for your friends. Beyond the color of people; there is prejudice by your wardrobe.  If you wear a pink shirt they can come to an opinion. Or if you wear your pants too large.

There was a Star Trek episode where there were two races on this one planet. They were all black and white. Except they were literally black and white. Except group one was black on the left side of their bodies and white on the right. And group two were the opposite.  They had always fought because of their differences. Then Captain Kirk showed them a mirror and they discovered they weren’t much different after all. Then someone turned off the light and they started fighting again.

Note: I have been corrected from a friend/family. It appears people of a darker persuasion prefer to be called “Blacks” or “African-Americans”. I respect that. But, someday I hope everyone will be the same color.


An Orchard where kindness grows

…hold the fertilizer-

>A Jewish Settlement (World peace is possible).
There is an urgent need for people to settle down and come to terms. The Republicans and Democrats can’t come to terms; neither can the Hatfield’s and McCoy’s nor the Capulet’s and Romeo’s family. The American athletes and sports teams owners are willing to throw away American and now International pastimes and it’s all about the money. You throw away or slapshot a season out of the rink because you can’t come to terms about a billion dollar industry. It must be the Twinkie complex. The debaters of these negotiations can’t be players and owners, but it is the lawyers and investors.
These sports figures make more money than legally necessary. One player can “earn” more money per year than some small cities combined income and more than most individuals in a lifetime.
Israel and Palestine don’t get along either. One has money and the other has land. The Jewish people want to extend their horizons and territory. They don’t have to take the land. They can buy it. It is understandable that they don’t get along. They have been at odds since the beginning of written history. But, that doesn’t mean they can’t have a settlement.

Each can take a map of their country and where they wished the boundaries were drawn and overlay them. Two opposing groups can draw their own maps. Compare them and negotiate the areas that are more important to them. And they need to take a realistic approach and not just cross out the border and say I want it all for myself! Where Israel overlaps into Palestine make that part a “phase two” negotiation. Phase one is where Israel already overlaps into Palestine and needs to negotiate these lands, which they have already taken and built settlements.

Squatters’ rights should not apply. It is similar to “whites” taking land from Native Americans. They could have afforded to purchase it, but they thought they were stronger and smarter, so, they didn’t need to buy it.

Today though, practically everything is for sale and almost everything has a price. No one steals property from another less fortunate anymore, not since Hitler tried to take over the world.

The reason Hitler didn’t take over the world was his country built their own weapons. Though they used the less fortunate to manufacture them. It was all internal. Now is different in that big businesses around the world manufacture these weapons for a profit. Of course war is easy, all you have to do is out buy, purchase, the weapons. America tries to overtake a country, then bring peace and try to rebuild the country they have just destroyed. Probably for the benefit of American lobbyist.

This brings us to Israel. Briefly, the Jewish people were given back their “homeland” after WWII. Unfortunately, others were displaced and/or uprooted.

Now is the time for a good settlement, maybe not correct a hundred percent, but at least a move in the right direction. Try to make a deal for the property already taken. Then make a deal for the future land that would have otherwise been confiscated. And you can’t have Robin Hood take from the rich and give to the poor. The rich have to willingly come forward and negotiate fairly what they have already taken. There are tens or hundreds of subdivisions that the Israelites have taken and occupied under the claim that it is all their property. Pay for your property like every one else does.

This is not a reward for years and years of terrorism. And it doesn’t have to be a trade of land for money or diamonds. The Palestine people need more than money. They need food and clothing and what every other people need. They used to have easy access to Israel for many jobs and food and building materials before the onslaught of suicide bombers and rockets.

There should be an easement and/or highway between the West Bank and the Gaza Strip. Also, there are countless areas of antiquity that one or both wish to visit and worship. These areas should be considered parkland and should be run by a third party, maybe a council of both parties or maybe the United Nations could be the ruling party over the parks. The point is to not have one religion or sect in control of multi-interested relics.

“The Good Earth” by Pearl S. Buck enlightens us to the true value of real estate. Land is everything. When times are tough, buy more land. It only makes sense if you can afford it. But, life is even more precious. Going to war over property puts life as the second priority. The purpose of the settlement is for living. A settlement between two peoples will not create world peace, but it could be the next step.

After 911 the United States was angry at the world and we are lucky there wasn’t a nuclear bombardment across the middle east. Yet, we showed constraint. There has to be more constraint; in the United States and across the world.

The United States have power over the whole world. The 1% has control over the stock market. That makes the tycoons the puppeteers of the world and has them by the strings. Your family can’t vacation together when the stock market is governing the price of rental homes. There won’t be peace in the middle east until people learn to understand that poor people are not just poor people, but people, living human beings.

Some people are crazy and kill people for no reason, there are some people who want to make a profit to improve their portfolio and there are people that are just plain nice and want to help other people less fortunate. There is a choice that we all can make.

This is a test: Do you care about people that are less fortunate. If you said yes, then, you are okay. If you said that the less fortunate should take care of themselves because it is their fault they can’t take care of themselves, then you know where you rank. And if you say that ‘everyone must die’, then you are crazy and should be put away.

Of course it is not that easy. The better question maybe is why do people, human beings, take advantage over others for monopolization or for fun. People have their choice, so it cannot be sane to kill others for your own self. It seems poor people or those less fortunate take care of those in poverty; more than the wealthy.

If you own a dog and keep him chained up in the backyard; is he a pet or a guard or a slave? You are the owner. There is only one answer, but, many people can answer in many different ways. It has to be difficult for those more fortunate to try and justify ‘how am I like this’. But, then again it should be easy to justify how you ended up with riches and the poor are just less fortunate.

If you own a cat, of course you don’t chain it up in the back yard, you let run wild. You allow it to come in when it wants, you feed it.

People, not knowingly own their employees. You feed them, manicure them and walk them when it is convenient for you. Politics are the same, yet, we hire these masters of our wishes. Yet, they receive money from multi-million dollar businesses and gate their community. We continue to allow them for deciding our lives. They, our congress people, decide or not (gridlock) to make decisions based on what they are paid.

They aren’t the cat or the dog, but, owner and they control us, the pets, and we are waiting for food, grooming or just acknowledgment that we exist. What do we have to do to keep them working for us is a good question. How can the poor people pay the rich to get government to recognize them. It seems the government is getting paid off, but, not by the poor. The rich, government or those that receive benefits from the rich to persuade the government are not the enemy, just an obstacle. The less fortunate have to find a way to gather boat loads of money to pay off the politicians. If they can find a way to do that then, we can find peace in the mid-east and maybe world peace.


Best MOM


>Painted by Grandma Brunner.
She really was the best ever. At least most of her children believe it is true. She raised five wonderful kids all by herself. She did hire a maid occasionally to help around the house. But, for such a small house it wasn’t totally necessary, except don’t forget about the five little hell-yea’ns. They weren’t the nicest little children which adds proof that she was the best ever.
She owned a small little house on the south side of Memphis with three bedrooms. Since there were four boys and one girl in the litter someone had to sleep with mama. Well, that had to be the little girl. Imagine sleeping with your child until they aren’t a child anymore. That is a burden on both of them; assumingly.
Then there was the baby. Spoiled, yes. It was the biggest burden of all. Constantly crying and begging for more attention. Always changing diapers after a hard day at the office. She deserves some sort of medal or something. She used to clean his ears with a “Bobby pin” before they invented the cotton swab.
She used to arrange to go to bakeries and get the leftover bread and bring it to homeless shelters. Some referred to her as the bread lady.
The unusual thing was after having five kids her husband left her high and dry. It couldn’t have been because of that fifth one. It must have been that overwhelming urge to raise cattle. Wait, they won’t listen to you either.

Being the twin and oldest of nine siblings she really knew how to raise kids. She had a special technique of discipline. She would make you cut your own switch for misbehaving. Cutting your own switch? That must have been frightening. If you didn’t learn from that you had to be really hard headed.
Imagine that times five. Perhaps she should be a saint.


Two percent too much

…you do the math-

>Being generous is not too bad.
Republicans versus Democrats is today’s fare. ‘Who are you for’ is the greatest question of today. You have a choice. You may choose Republicans based on your belief, since they are the better of the two parties.
Republicans did not win this election on their own. The parties are too equal. They, the Republicans, needed Democrats and Independents to side with them. They needed to compromise and side with the Democrats. If the Republicans can’t compromise with the others, there will continue to be a stalemate and no improvements will happen.
Over the last several years there has been no progress because the Republicans would not give an inch. In ‘fact’ no matter what, they would not compromise, even if they designed the resolution. And now the Democrats are doing the same thing.
Consider this: Congress is in session. There is a vote. Someone has an idea to help poor people after a catastrophe. The Republicans want to help the store owners so they may distribute (maybe discounted) goods that would help those people in need. And the Democrats want to give money to the poor to allow them to get aid they need. This would give the store owners profits also.
If you give money to the needy they will give money to the store owners. What is the difference for the store owners, nothing, they get the money either way. But, for the needy people, they benefit also.

Maybe it is “trickle-up” economics or maybe it is common sense. The rich people find a way to make the money. They don’t need government assistance. Though, it does give them many benefits.

The Republicans are the store owners and the Democrats are the poor or actually those that care about the poor. The Independents could go either way.

We need to come together or in this case, lean toward helping everyone. We can’t get anything done in a stalemate. Let us go out and vote, not for ourselves alone, but, to vote for everyone.

The economic cliff is where we are standing and looking over it is a little scary. The Republicans were actually allowed to decrease the taxes on the top one or two percent. They lowered the taxes on the wealthiest.

Thinking about the current downturn in the economy, it is all about themselves. Of course it is human instinct to think about themselves first. Cogito ergo sum means: I think, therefore I am. But, it also seems that the country is divided, together.

Half of the country is Republican and half the country is Democratic. The president is not trying to find middle ground. He is trying to divide us. He is getting old and wants to go down in the history books. He wants the 2% or as some refer to them as ‘the Royalty’ to take over the world. Starting first to divide the country then to get rid of one race not wanted. It is funny, one Republican said we don’t want to get rid of them, we need someone to do the gardening. We saw this same plan about 80 years ago. (This may sound impossible, but, you never know. History could repeat itself.)

On the other hand…Consider one big happy family wants to take a summer trip to the beach. They all want to relax and play on the beach together. But, annually they rent a house for the week. The mother and father, parents, want to bring all of their children and grandchildren together so all can have fun together. The parents are middle income, both work, and still have some debts from college payments for their offspring, in one way or another, namely the second or third mortgage on their house for those that chose to finish their ultimate education.
Like all families some finish college and some choose another path. That being said, not all of the children, et al are in the same income level. Some are upper class and some are not that fortunate. The parents, middle class can’t afford the rental of the summer house by themselves, of course everyone should contribute their share to make it possible.
Now comes the million dollar question: divide the rent equally for each sibling? The lower status siblings can’t afford too much and the upper income class can afford a lot more than the others. Yet, they shouldn’t have to carry all the weight for all. Perhaps the ‘better off’ should, out of kindness of their own hearts, volunteer to pay additionally more.
Republicans appear to be richer or at least siding with ones that can afford the costs. They tend to side with a group, #teaparty. They want all America to be their religion, white and independent of the rest of the country.
Of course they don’t want to support those that all have an equal chance to profit and succeed, but, just can’t. It is the lower classes’ own fault; they had the same opportunities.

The democrats, which some deem socialists, only want to help those less fortunate. There are rich democrats but they are not heart set on stepping on the less fortunate, they want to contribute to the poor and still maintain their status quo.

Some siblings have the money to contribute to the higher rent, they should, if they want one big happy family without making those less fortunate feel bad; they can go back to their mansions and let those less fortunate go back to their way of life, maybe humble, which they chose.

The country needs to take a hard look at who can afford the higher rent and how much less fortunate, though their own making, should contribute. There is no sense in a billionaire owning twenty yachts just because his friend owns nineteen.



Flying for Freedom

…get ready for the ride of your life-

>Not contrails but barometric pressure.

We can actually control the weather if we put our heads together and sacrifice what is actually causing the inconsistent weather. It all begins with airliners heating up the upper atmosphere. When airliners are shooting exhaust at a temperature of about 1,700 degrees above zero and the surrounding air is about 80 degrees below zero the air doesn’t know what to do. The earth has a natural way about it where heat rises up until it reaches the upper atmosphere and then it turns really cold due to outer space. The airliners are like a speed boat on a still lake. The propeller just churns it up. That is for visual effect. In reality the air is churning not just the temperature, but, also the barometric pressure. This is almost impossible to see, but, it exists. And every day there are a couple thousand jets flying in the jet stream. The exhaust from these airliners are actually heating up the jet stream. How this affects our weather only mother nature knows; except for the barometric pressure and the churning affect.

It could be proven, but, it will take a lot of effort. Start off by flying four hot air balloons evenly spaced in a line; the direction doesn’t matter. And then each balloon will lower a wire with a string of barometers and thermometers evenly spaced about every 100 or 200 feet. This would create an accessible wall that will allow an airliner to fly through it and you can see via a computer the changes one airliner affects the upper atmosphere. Then you can see that affect multiplied times the thousands of miles, times the one hundred thousand flights a day.
Now that it is proven, next is a way to control the weather. When the airliner churns up the upper atmosphere and heats up the sky this can be used to our advantage. What if instead of flying from one city to another a group of airliners are flown together in a circle. Maybe thirty of them would work. By this group circling at a radius of maybe twenty miles it will create it’s own high pressure system. This, in turn, will alter the path of weather coming from the west. By introducing a high barometric pressure it may alter the path of the jet stream. Now, one contributor will have to be the airliners that are going with the jet stream to save fuel. They will need to manipulate their flight to help alter the jet stream. By doing this we can bring rain to the Hawaiian lava streams and rain on them to stop the flow and slow down the destruction.
You can also use helicopters to drop water on the lava streams just like a forest fire. By this combination we can slow mother nature and maybe bring peace to the island.
While we are talking about the weather and how we can control it, we need to put an immediate stop to all the airliners that cross the polar caps. The caps are being heated up by all the airliners crossing the cap and melting the ice very needed to preserve mother earth.
This technique is a theory and can be greatly adjusted by scientists, but, it must be looked at as a real solution to many weather conditions such as last years California forest fires and Puerto Rico’s devastation. So, hold on. The weather is ours for the flying.

Next read: Tropopause Terror


The Jerk Alerter

…Ump, there it is-

>Mountable device.

Imagine sitting at a bar and having a nice refreshing brew. And then comes in your boss from the office. He comes over and starts bullying you. Now do you really have to take it? Are you afraid of losing your job? Well, not anymore. Now there is a new app that can prevent such a situation. You can make a list of people who you don’t particularly care for. Then when they come into your territory it alerts you.

This App is fairly simple. You should have no complications in your construction. You touch a button on your screen and it flashes on and off and announces, “Jerk Alert, Jerk Alert!”. This in general announces to others in the vicinity that a jerk has entered the room or has said something unwanted.

Perhaps with some ingenuity it can be used in your vehicle where others can see, maybe on the dashboard like a button. And maybe alerting others in the vicinity utilizing blue-stuff that would alert other drivers with the same software.

Mine, I created using a Quick Shortcut Maker in cahoots with Touch Alarm Protector and Ringtone Maker.
My friend was in the car repair business when he said he wished he had a dashboard button that said, “Gook Alert” and I said that wasn’t politically correct. And I said what about “Jerk Alert”.
The Jerk Alert is a simple button I believe will become a big hit with phone lovers. It might even advance to more apps that have their own exclamations, such as, “Oh Shit” or “Happy Birthday” or “You’re the Man”, etc.
This is a really simple app. Your youngest engineer should be able to design/build it. But, it has potential to expand from a simple app to a dashboard button to other exclamations as stated earlier. The most difficult part is probably the patent search, but, I have proof of my idea going back to 1987.
If you are a jerk, then be ready. We are not coming to get you. But, when you are around we will know. No more bullying. Then, at the end of the day a person could enjoy a cold beer in peace. As long as there is not an app for “stalker alert”!


Headlights On

…for all the world to see.


Brilliant idea

>Reely looking forward; brilliant idea!
It is understandable why people don’t want to waste energy with their headlights on all the time. When it is a beautiful day outside, not a cloud in the sky and you are going for a Sunday drive through the country. That is fantastic.
But, when the sun is getting low, cloudy, raining or driving through the city you need to turn your headlights on. Most people now have autolights that come on when the sensor orders it to. You are allowed to turn them on when you want; sensor or no sensor. What makes sense is people turn on their lights to save people and animals and even the junkyard.
At schools you have teenage drivers and pedestrians that are really anxious at the end of the day to get home, etc. With your lights on you can save a life. There is no statistic informing how many youths are saved by vehicles with their headlights on. But, just to save one life is worth it everyday. Think of it like each year you go without killing a pedestrian you actually save a life. You don’t have to put a candle on your birthday cake, but, you can still enjoy it.
If you are driving through the woods or into a tunnel, turn your headlights on. There are animals that can’t judge your speed and distance. And they may be shocked by the headlights but you can’t win them all.
If you don’t care about saving someone’s life or an animal that didn’t do anything to you. Think about the junkyard. There are enough wrecks in the dump already. Can’t you see you can help? Then turn your lights on!


Tropopause Terror

…weather on a wave-
>Art of a child looking at the future.

Ok this will be difficult…imagine 50,000 airliner flights across the United States in one day. That is the peak of the day and so active they need traffic lights up there. In addition imagine all those flights crossing in from the troposphere to the stratosphere. Now these two are supposed to be separated by this barrier (#needawall) that keeps all of what we see in the skies separated from outer space called the tropopause.  The tropopause is supposed to keep them separated but because of all the air flights it is disrupted. The flights poke thru the tropopause like shooting a machine gun in a pool that is frozen over. It is probably the concentration of so many during the day a wave is created. It is similar to boiling water. This is a phenomenon never suggested. Mainly because there never has been so many flights in one day (and now every day). And the “wave” doesn’t just sit there. It moves west over the Pacific as the Earth rotates. Imagine this wave also popping up in other highly populated regions such as Europe,  Russia and the Middle East. These “waves” are messing up normal weather patterns and creating chaos. The current weather systems are reaching extremes in all directions. One day it hails in the desert the next it has mudslides all over California, etc. These airliners are mostly flying in the stratosphere, the jet stream and over the polar caps to save money. Now the jetstream is not a totally different story altogether. It is also impacted by too many airliners. Now many will say the jetliners are just like a boat flowing with the current.  In reality they are pushing back exhaust which slows down the jetstream behind them just like a motor boat going upstream it always pushes back even going down stream. And like all airliners the exhaust is 1,600 degrees hotter than the surrounding area. When that air is usually 30 degrees below zero; that is quite a difference. And the same thing is happening at the polar caps. Airliners taking a short cut to save fuel. You don’t put the chili in the fridge until it has cooled off; much less put it in the freezer. #stopallpolarcapflights

Now, I am not suggesting we stop all flights. Aircraft owners should work together and solve this problem. They are already billionaires. Perhaps there are stockowners trying to get some retirement savings, but, we are talking about the future of the world! So, maybe you save a little money on flying over the polar caps like a short cut. Or you fly with the Jetstream to save a little fuel. Or you fly from one side of the country to the other just to deliver a freaking pizza. Is any of that really necessary? We aren’t just talking about global warming. Though automobiles and factories also contribute. We are talking about chaotic weather and how we can actual control it. #savetheworld
Next read: We can’t believe you


Sophist at work

…the cost of freedom-

>Money where your mouth was?
A debate between two parties over the lying of an individual. Watching a debate like this is very difficult. With America being split by politics the hearing went back and forth and was very frustrating. If you are a Republican you say this person is a liar and you won’t believe anything he says. If you are a Democrat you really want to believe him even though he has already acknowledged he has lied to Congress. One questioner ranted on and on how much time and money was being wasted ($450,000,000) and how he spoke with his wife just before the hearing. He read that from notes which were obviously written ahead of time. It makes you wonder. His rant sounded like it was all about him. From his cancer to his daughter he then said no one should watch the event in which he was participating. Meanwhile the Democrats apologized and thanked the testifier for participating. They were not adamant about torturing the testified, but, were giving him a break like a child inquired for seeing something that their sibling had committed. A sophist knows there are at least two sides to every story. Some opt to take the higher bidder, some take the less fortunate and some just follow their party no matter what. If you had a “Jerkalerter” app on during this hearing it would have sounded like a duck farm. It seems the whole liar thing is based on an interrogation of someone trying to protect their client. Sort of like your parents broke the law and you tried to protect them. Yes, do anything to protect your family. That is until your parents call you out and degrade you just for their satisfaction. There is an agreement out there, maybe in fine print, that stipulates if your client screws you, then you are allowed to screw them back. Where money is involved it isn’t very smart for a multibillionaire to mishandle the lock to the safe. Do you shoot the only pilot on the plane. Do you think you are so great that you can land the plane yourself just because you saw it on television? You will probably crash. It’s funny one reaction was that `he lied about everything except the “Russian Collusion”. Meaning: he isn’t a complete liar.

Trust? Reely? Like casting out your lure and bringing in the catch of the day; you get pretty excited. Maybe just reeling it in is the sport.