Liberal: a Definition

My father in law has always had this statement about a Liberal:

"A Liberal is a person who thinks they can pick up a turd by the clean end"

Listening to all the dialogue emanating from their maws, you would tend to think that it is true.

Not sure where he heard. He may have coined the phrase.

Updates

Yes, the economy sucks.

Yes, the Democrats are finding new and more efficient ways to vote in their oligarchy as a means to control all of us, or somehow start a civil war that leaves them all dead or something.

I have been just too damn busy to complete a draft of anything I have written. In an environment where cash is king and the only way to earn it is to be or build the better mouse trap, I have pretty much been canvassing all the companies out there to peddle my wares.

My wares. I peddle capital equipment, engineering services, and products used to make the stuff we need on a daily basis. This is my business, my expertise. Funny, about three months ago I had about three customers left, the others had gone out of business or laid everyone off. Then, I took on a business line from a couple of colleagues who needed steady paychecks. You see, selling/shlepping/pounding the pavement requires a certain dedication. These guys easily could do it, and probably would when the economy gets better...somehow. It is straight commision. For those who may not understand: you get nothing unless you sell something. I now have access to many other industries that I never had previously. Diversification: That is was it is ALL about.

RULE 1: Never let your business cater to ONE customer or ONE industry, EVER. Always be as diversified as possible. That is your main goal.

I never was a great salesman, but over the years I learned how to sell myself through proxies-other products that made my company and the stuff I sell seem worthwhile.

Now, I see some upticks. Mostly because I have taken on so many new ares of opportunity.

But that is what it is all about: entrepreneuralism, independance, growth.

I am not about to let a bunch of floppy dongs take that away from me.

And, as I grow in business, I will hire more people and teach them the RULES.

So, I have added my lovely wife, Disco Hellion, to this blog. She will add some additional thoughts and some of her art.

Iran's Future

I have been reading the information on the web and what I can get on video regarding the state of the nation in Iran.

I hope the people stand tall. I hope they remain vigilant and prove the election is a sham and a fraud.

I think of the gal who I hired back at my other place of employment. I was a senior manager in a director level position. I was looking to hire a staff scientist for our process lab. One of the interviewers was a young gal with a strong background in chemical engineering. I hired her as she was the most experienced of all the potential candidates.

Over time, she became one of the crew, shooting the breeze and occasionally going out with the department for a couple of beers. She was a Muslim. I called her a Jack-Muslim for the fact that she reminded me of some of the Mormon guys I had partied with in high school. Some of the best beer drinking partying people were Mormon. I guess it was all the repenting or something. She liked to drink.

I took the department to a going away lunch for one of the employees who was going off on his own. At the lunch, the subject of Iran was brought up due to a reference on nuclear energy. The topic was a bit charged and some words exchanged, however, there was no real ire resulting from the conversation.

What was discussed after was what had happened to her relatives during the eighties. She had told us that seven of her sisters, cousins, aunts were executed. She did not go into details about other family members.

I left my company several years ago to follow my desire to start my own business. Eventually, as with all things, we lost contact.

I could tell that this young woman has some scarring from the world she experienced growing up in a nation controlled by theocrats. I know that she is watching this event live and most likely trying to communicate to relatives. I am sure she is concerned about her family remaining there and the future of Iran.

I have never met an Iranian person in the US who was rude or anti-American. Even when I have travelled, I have met one person from Iran. He was very cordial and diplomatic. It is the rulers and religious zealots who control this country and ruthlessly oppress the people.

I hope the people of Iran take back their country.

Definition: Atom Bombed

A couple of shockers in my family made me reflect back on an issue that effected me and my wife with her family. I am not going to go into the details of the issue, but it makes me think about the whole forgivness thing. Sometimes there are actions we do to one another that seriously cause emotional scarring, damaged relations, or outright outrage. Of course, over time we find ways to forgive and move on.

Some actions, though, are pretty deep. These can be the type that seriously ruin the bond between family members, spouses, and friends forever. These are the kind of actions that even though the wounds have healed, the memory is still there. Such an amaing thing memories are; the four-dimensional representation of an event are permanently captured, locked up in the storage centers of our mind. What is even more amazing is, depending on the intesity of the event, the feelings still remain in tact as well.

I guess that is why some people never want to redress a topic, remember an event, or move on with their lives. Some people continually reflect to try and find out the why instead of the how. The how is usually the easiest of solving. It can be accomplished by standard deductive reasoning. The why is not so easy. It is typically related to human behaviour and that is about as complex as they get. No one can read another's mind to deduce why and event took place. There are too many possible outtakes on the event horizon of life. People tend to do what they see fit.

Regardless, these people have been atom bombed by another. No matter how far down the road of time you go, these people will still remain jaded, remembering the event as if it were yesterday.

I use this term as in Japan, they were atom bombed in WWII. The cities of Hiroshima and Nagasaki have been repaired and are thriving. I know, I have been to both on business. Yet the wounds to the people are still deep and have passed onward to new generations. I know this well as I was stuck in Tokyo on the 6th and 9th of August in 2004, during a typhoon. The people still marched and protested in the streets after all those decades past.

That is why I use the term "atom bombed" to describe some events that have just devastated people's lives.

I can understand why they are the way they are. It is almost irreversible.

What is the Purpose of this Blog?

Well, I have been reading a lot of the stuff out there. There is a lot of good, a lot of bad, a lot of good that I did not agree with, and a lot of bad I could not resist to agree with.

This really is both 1st and 2nd Amendment at its finest. Here we are, printing our own thoughts on the electronic press of the internet. I think it is great that venues like Google and others provide a free access for anyone to publish their thoughts, ideas, and opinions.

My purpose? Well my wife and I decided to begin adding our own two cents (thank God not scents, huh?). We are pretty talented both in prose and in drawing and we will make our own contributions to the internet, just like everyone else.

Throughout this communique, we will also generate our own lexicon of words that describe our feelings of particular topics.

Our aim is merely to entertain. If you cannot laugh once a day, your day is not done. We both know that our thoughts are not shared by all. In fact, anyone who comes across this post, if ever, may think that we are mentally retarded and live in a cave somewhere. Well that may be true, but so what.

Things will change in this blog such as text, colors, etc. That will be the wife's added touch.