George Washington Carver

One of the very first papers I wrote was about George Washington Carver. I thought he was the definition of a great American. At the time a peanut butter sandwich was a staple food source for me. I even tried to make my own peanut butter. I had dreams of being a spaceman, or a farmer. I explained to my teachers how peanuts are grown. They did not know how peanuts grew. I went to school in the city, so I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised. However the teachers were interested in the growing of peanuts.

Another thing I was interested in during grade school was nuclear energy. My teachers were not impressed with splitting of the atom. They did not care about fission or fusion.

As the years went by Jimmy Carter became president. The nuclear scientist farmer, who raised peanuts. I was ecstatic. Carter’s success could be directly attributable to the efforts George Washington Carver. From peanuts to the presidency. I viewed that as success.

Unfortunately the Carter presidency was not that successful. I remember not being able to find a job. Oh well. I have no idea if it had anything to do with Carver legacy. However it seemed that society had forgotten about George Washington Carver. Anyway I had thought George Washington Carver was emblematic of success. Worthy of heroic of statuary. Seems my thoughts were not very mainstream.

So I was surprised to find a reference to the success of George Washington Carver in a website devoted to the education of Nepalese children. The use of the scientific methodologies to feed the people. Truly a great legacy.

The Dangers Of Projection

Once upon a time CNN said older working people would like candidate Trump because he believed in providing jobs. I listened and agreed. Jobs make life better for us all. Then something happened. CNN and others started to claim they knew what I was thinking. Then they said my thoughts were bad, and I needed to be punished.

I stopped listening to them, however others did listen. I wondered how often do I project thoughts into others? I am very much the live and let live type. Yet I do play scenarios out in my mind. It is human nature. It helps us determine our actions. Yet my thoughts are largely my own. I do not let the media program my projections. In actuality it may be easier to let the media program projections, as it requires less researching. Yet to do so is to give up individuality. Invariably bias becomes influential. The gray cells of critical analysis atrophy. We become simply tools of emotion.

So when I think I know what others are thinking, I must assume I am wrong. At least in the beginning. I must figure out what makes me think what I am thinking. Am I being influenced by others that want a specific outcome. Of course I am thinking of the media.

So what do I think of people that have their thoughts controlled by the media? It depends. Are they controlled by the media that wants to hurt me? If they are they are despicable people. Are They controlled by media that wants to harm anyone, if they are they are bad people. Mostly though there are so many unknowns that I do not have strong thoughts. I just try and be a good person.

Most of the time I do not know what others think. Everything is a bit of a mystery. People that think they know it all make me a bit nervous, for I think they must be projecting. Projecting without critical analysis. Of course some people are more observant, and they process information more effectively. By doing so they may be better at projecting. That is OK. As long as they are not out for personal gain. They make good leaders.

There is no monument in Washington D.C. to the people that died in the Civil War. Why is remembrance of the Civil War inconvenient? Sadly the dynamics that started that particular war are still at play. The party of racism is now in power. Unfortunately they seem to want to roll back rights of speech. This is where I start projecting. They do not believe that we all are created equal. Our rights are defined by the color of our skin, or our religion. This goes against the cornerstone of our nation, the definition of our inalienable rights. Exactly what so many unrecognized died for.

There are those that believe we are different by definition are in charge. Strangely they believe that they can force equality by implementing segregation. Historically most societies are segregatory. The grand experiment of equality is an aberration, and the American dream. I believe that there have been societies of equality before, and there will be again. Yet such societies seem to be temporary. The dynamics of change are in play, theoretically freedom is the regressive gene. Historically, subjugation in its many forms is the dominant form of governance.

Freedom depends on equality. To deny equality is to deny freedom. For better or worse history is our educator. To deny history is to repeat history. That is the lesson.

Enlightened Coexistence

So I get an unsolicited email from “Enlightened Coexistence” the self proclaimed “Purveyors of sustainable coexistence and cooperation”. So I must admit, that sounds interesting. I am all for peace and inner harmony. So what is inside the email? I am truly shocked to find an all capitals rant against some unknown entity. They proclaim that the adorable is cruelty and so much more.

Curious I read more. Turns out it is a semi political blog with an odd twist. The writer seems to be tormented by what they see in the news. Have I discovered an alter ego? I read some more and discover that the blog is a group of writers with a multitude of views. Some of them pretty radical. Most of the writers were very opinionated in my view. Happily one of two were factual.

This brings me to the use of words. I will start the word coexist. The word means to exist at the same time and place. Yet people with anger management issues will use the word to identify themselves. Honestly, those with the coexist number sticker have road rage and other anger management issues. They will be more than happy to tell other people what to do. Not quite the live and let live attitude that would define coexistence.

Next is sustainability. My father introduced me to the word. He suggested that if he were to divorce my mother he would have to financially sustain us in the lifestyle that we were accustomed too. I may be moving the words around a bit, yet it ment to me our lifestyle would need to be sustained. I now think he must have talked to a lawyer, and they have a tendency to be a bit wordy. Yet the gist of sustainability was to continue as is.

Sustainability as a word has become politicized. The coexist people, if they are unhappy with something will declare it unsustainable. I prefer to define sustainable as efficiency. To be efficient is to be sustainable. It is what I teach.

My last word for today is Transcendence. So far the word has not become politicized. The simple meaning for transcendence is to go beyond. So I would really like to keep this simple. Transcendence, to go beyond the politicization of words. Full stop.

Lying For A Living

I am just trying To think of how many people lie for a living. Politicians come to mind. Especially the partisan ones. Yes that would describe most of them. Next would be actors, this may be a bit controversial. For they are pretending to be something that they are not. They are rehearsing lines, intending to deceive us into believing that they are someone else. Since I have begun writing I have become painfully aware that the media lies to us. Then comes the scientists. One comes to mind, one with five doctorates. The smart person said we were going to run out of fuel decades ago. Was that purposeful, to keep the price of fuel up? There are so many liars that the truth may be hard to distinguish.

Jeffery Epstein comes to mind. I had thought he was an inconsequential twit. Then he died. I then learned he was so much more. Jeffery was a truth that I had assumed was a lie. Peak oil was a lie that I had assumed was a truth. How many lies are truths, and how many truths are lies? Hard to know. That is why I write. It will take some hard core sleuthing to discern the truth. When I see what I think is a lie I will write about it. Makes me think twice about my thoughts. Most people don’t do that.

Do I lie at work? I do not try to be something I am not. I do choose my words carefully. I won’t say things that I do not believe in. It is hard as I work in a woke culture. A culture that I believe is biased on lies. Yet they pay me, and I try to go forth and serve to the best of my ability. They seem to be happy with my performance.

I have to be careful though with my definitions of Observational Science and Sustainability. I could get into a lot of trouble if I were to stray from the approved definition. Sometimes I slightly modify the definition to something that I can believe in. Yet I do so at my own risk. I much prefer the teaching of hands on skills, and the scientific method. They are things I truly believe in.

The Frontline Comes To Town

I basically just want to be done with politics. Most everything that is political on TV is a lie. I abhor people that talk politics. I especially abhor liberals, as I feel they have betrayed me. I pretty much consider my self a walk away when it comes to politics. I won’t even discuss politics, unless heavily prompted too. Way to dangerous for me.

Recently the Vice President met with the Chairman of my small town board. Promised us high speed internet with good paying union jobs. It was a bit of a surprise that the Vice President of the United States would come to such a small town, or at least the union shop that serves this small town. She did not come to the actual town. She just did a photo shoot with spoils of cable.

I know the selectman, he is a union guy, and he has been in my house. Good for him for bringing high speed internet to town. Although, some point out that the program for bringing high speed internet to this town started with President Trump. Maybe I will not order Starlink like I thought I would.

When I look out my living room window I see a wind farm. I can also see the house of the person who owns the land that the wind farm is on. Like myself he is not happy about town politics. Like the town chairman he has been in my house. Like myself he has not involved himself in town politics. When the wind farm went in we thought taxes would go down. Instead they went up, a lot. Why?

I just figured that I live in a corrupt little town, and there was not a lot I could do about it. I just did not want to be involved. I also knew that the town was suing the wind farm over a padlock on a gate. Something about four wheelers.

Suddenly signs for a new person running for selectman started showing up around town. Really? Someone thinks they are going to run against the guy that is bringing us high speed internet. We are quite a conservative town, even if we did elect Democrat selectmen. Then the man that has the wind farm says he is going to host an informational meeting in his barn about the upcoming election.

Of course I would not give up a chance to visit the wind farm, it is a lovely place. The woman running for selectman was going to speak. The woman turned out to be the daughter of a local man that I had known for many years. If I remember correctly she once sang in Nashville. Her parents were so proud of her. The man with the wind farm had stayed out of politics, till the town sued him. With a thirty thousand dollar legal bill, he was supporting an alternative.

The lady running for selectman pointed out that the town should not be suing on behalf of club. Even if the town salesman is also president of the club. Sounded reasonable. The she said that the town spent seventy two thousand dollars to run the election, this is when a nearby town with three times the population spent only eighteen thousand dollars. Another town with like population spent only a thousand dollars. We use paper ballots. A couple of people spoke up and said they work the election for $125. They also said the town lawyer, whom I also know, gets two thousand dollars for working the election.

There were a few other stories asking where the money is going. Then the lunch line. The wind farm has paid more than nine million dollars to the town. How has the town benefited from that money? Seems the only benefit has been higher taxes. I thought these were very good points, however I wondered if these points would be enough to topple the promise of union jobs and high speed internet. Then the audience started to comment. A number of people in town had solar farms. Turns out they were being taxed at $600 a panel. My next door neighbor has seventy two panels. He was very upset. There were others also. Green energy was being elegantly taxed in this town endorsed by the Vice President. Even the lady running for select man was surprised.

I was shocked. The greenies had aligned with the conservatives. Then the stories came out on how the town was being run in secret. Even the date of the town meeting was changed. The only town to do so. So much was now coming to light. I began wondered how corrupt my little town actually was. It was possible that millions were disappearing.

Then the incumbent struck back. His signs started appearing in people’s yards. Then there were the testimonials on Facebook on what a fine person the incumbent is. No need for an unproven upstart. I am not using peoples names because I do not want anyone local finding out what I think. I know all involved. I do not want to vote, for I fear retribution. Sad state of affairs. Then there were allegations of signs disappearing, I remember those times. If there are millions at stake things will get dirty. It.is very possible that people I know should.go to jail. However they won’t. They will get away with it. That is just my thought. The deep state is very deep.

As much as I wanted to stay away from the political front lines, I failed. The front lines are now in my front yard. Yet, I will not put up a sign. If you were to drive around you would think that the candidates had matching support. A somewhat equal amount of signs. To talk with people there is an overwhelming support for one candidate. I suspect that when the votes are tallied, the other candidate will win.

Life in my little town.

Gain of Function

Did Dr. Fauci and the NIH find “Gain of Function” research at the Wuhan lab. I saw a very interesting video about capturing hate to study their viruses in the Wuhan China lab.

At the time President Trump allowed Dr. Fauci to present his opinions without bias. I read that Dr. Fauci was the highest paid person in our government. Not sure if that is true or not. Not even sure if our government is funding the Wuhan lab. All I know is The allegation has not been denied. Yet the whole thing seems plausible

Not that it matters, if the government wants to do us in, they will do us in. Really, is there a difference between the extermination of unwanted fetuses and unproductive old people? Neither adds a benefit to society.

This is one of those posts I started a while ago. When I was writing it, I thought I had pretty much gone right off the rails. Sort of told myself – just put the pen down before I get myself into trouble. I had pretty much forgotten the troubling thought, till the big push on “Stop Asian Hate”. Allegedly a good portion of us Nethanderal republicans hate Asians because they gave us the Wuhan flue, aka COVID 19.

Yet my few Nethanderal gray cells do not process the given information as they suggest. Sure my neurons rapidly made some connections. There probably is little doubt that COVID came from Asia, yet there is good evidence that we paid them to develop this troubling disease. Can’t blame the Asians for delivering on what we ordered.

Union Rules

I could have joined the union. Interestingly nobody asked me to join. I was quite surprised about that. I did ask two people about joining. The first person was a conservative Trump supporter. A very rare political point of view in academia. He replied that the only thing you get it you join the union was legal representation in case of a dispute.

I had been a union member before. I had worked in a metal shop a long time ago. We made cost racks and hat racks. Every Friday Vinny and Guido would show up in their fancy suits and shiny Buick and collect their union dues. The said if I were to join the union I would get a nice raise. I became a Teamster. After paying my union dues I made a nickel less an hour. Every week Vinny and Guido would ask me if I had a problem. I would say no. They would then say If I had a problem, just let them know. Or ask the union steward. I would then say OK.

I did not mind the loss of the nickel. This was back in the Hoffa days. I would go home and turn on the TV. There was a lot of Teamster and Union news. Thought I was getting my money worth just in entertainment.

One Monday the boss man came in very drunk. He came up to my machine just swearing away. I was rather astonished. First a little background. The boss man would keep all the tooling in a safe in the office. If I were to break a tool I would have to go to the office and get a tool. He would then go into the safe to get a new tool, I would then get a lecture on the cost of the tool. I knew the cost of almost every tool in the shop. So back to the drunk boss. He came up.and grabbed a sixth dollar tool from the machine and took it to the chopsaw and chopped it in half. Swearing the whole time. I was bewildered and perplexed. I went and asked the union steward what I should do next. He looked very nervous and was sweating profusely, all he said was to keep on working. I asked how, as the boss had cut my tool in two. I did not get an answer that I could understand, so I punched out and left. The next day I got a job washing cars. A couple of days later I drive by. They were carrying signs in a picket line. I figured I was happier washing cars than carrying picket signs.

As the years went by I wondered what would of happened if I carried the picket signs. Would the union have gotten me a better job? Maybe I could have gotten one of the cushy underworked overpaid union jobs. I could have easily been retired by now with a fat pension. Such things have happened. Just one of those what if’s. So I might not be anti union if it were to work for me.

The second person I asked about joining the union where I work now was a Trump hating liberal. He informed me the the union provided legal representation was shit. Very unsatisfied. So I did not join.

Personally I do not see much difference between unions and the mob. We have all heard about non productive union rules. RUles.that just enhance union members, and not much else. So the unions have won. They are now getting to write the rules. They will do so to benefit themselves. You going to tell Vinny and Guido you have a problem?

What it really comes down to, the big guy has to get his cut.

The Benevolent Dictator

Every vote counts is a lot different than one person one vote. So what we have now is the benevolent dictator JoeJoe. It is said that the benevolent dictatorship is the best form of government. There needs to be no lobbying or bribery. The omnipotent will simply take care of the needs of his flock.

So far so good. The first lady showed up and chatted with our grandson. The vice president showed up and chatted with the local selectman. Promised us high speed internet. When it comes right down to it, the border is a distant problem. Crime is in the cities, and I intend to stay away. I think I the city folks would actually be pleased, as.they will not have to put up with me. I have a good job, and some folks at work believe the government will buy us a new building. Most importantly, I have been vaccinated!

So I am fat dumb and happy. No complaints. Why bother anyway, nothing will change. Sure there are problems, they are not my problems though. I am almost thinking of ending this website. My mind is thinking of something different. I even checked out a word I used years ago. Did a Google search and I was the first result. My time with politics is just about over. My only advice, do not get involved!

Sure there are those that enabled this fascist system, they are proud of what they have done. Then there are those who reject the new one party rule, their resistance is futile. To be true, we should thank unionism. For without unionism, we would still have another party. It is a bit sad that the party that ended slavery is gone. However I can accept that the lake of slavery in society was a idealistic aberration. Simply, they majority of people desire control over others. Historically, people manipulate people. These days are no different.

So hail the benevolent dictatorship. Enjoy your privilege, for life is good. There is no reason to complain. Finally.

Horrific Thoughts

Joe Biden has been president for a little more than ten weeks. So what is different? Superficially, the price of gas and homes have gone up. These things will effect some people. The rural poor will be effected by the price of fuel. The upwardly mobile will be effected by the increasing price of real estate. The real story is Covid, and how it divides. The fear it causes. I can almost argue that COVID was designed to eliminate the old and infirm. Circumstantial evidence even points at our own government. That would truly make us the evil empire. Simply the motivation would be savings in social costs. Horrific thoughts indeed.

Turn on the news and it is still the border crises. Same story as it has been for the last ten years. The only good thing I can say about that is the conflict in the mideast is that is no longer headline news. I won’t say we have peace in the mideast, yet it is not as bad as it has been. Mideast conflict had been the headline for most of my adult life. Now it is not. So I think that is an improvement. Conventional wisdom holds that an open border provides more low cost workers. For those who have money it means going out to eat will cost less. Or there might be more gardeners and builders doing a better job for less money.

Yet if you pay attention to the border news it is all about unaccompanied children at the border. Something that makes no sense to me. Yet the government encourages unaccompanied children by policy, or so it seems. I saw on OANN bus loads of young girls transferred to the city, while the young men and other adults were being sent to military bases. These people being transferred are undocumented. No families, just the system that brought them to the border. An alleged system of organized crime. The parallels to the slave trade and worse, are absolutely frightening. Horrific thoughts indeed.

When I Google “sniffing joe” or “hunter laptop” my stomach churns. I am surprised that the results that I see have not been purged. Or maybe the results are manufactured for me to frighten me. I really do not know. Or maybe, just maybe they are the truth. Designed to remind us how the system really works. Rape as currency. Master strategist Sun Tzu would be proud. Leave evidence to sow fear and compliance. With Trillions to be allocated to the favoured, conventional graft will not do. You will need to please the depraved. Be sure you know how the system works if you want anything. Just saying. Horrific thoughts indeed.

Sure my words may not make sense. Especially to the predominant consumers of the mainstream. Yet they are thoughts, inside my head as I try to make things better.

Back Roads

I have not written much about politics lately. Sure I have watched Joe on TV. He is the president. All I see is a angry old man. For me he is the personification racism, hatred and corruption. It is not what can I do about it, because there is nothing I can do about it. It has been how can I deal with it. The easiest way to deal with politics now is to just not talk about politics. I just keep on working, pandemic or not. I work to make the world a better place. At least I try to.

Today I took a break. I took the little convertible out to drive on the back roads. It was a gorgeous spring day. I drove the back roads that I had not drove before. The old Simon and Garfunkel song America came to my mind. I stayed off the dirt roads because of the mud, so I was mostly on pavement. I also tried to stay off the state routes. I had seen most of them before. I wanted to see new things and places. I did, we have such a beautiful country. Simple things can be so amazing. Oh happy day.

Yet, this is about politics. I was really surprised to see so many Trump signs. The must have been a hundred Trump campaign signs along the back roads. I did see one hand made BLM sign, and no other campaign signs. I wondered how so many Trump signs survived the campaign. I had seen so many vandalized. Then I realized that the methodical extermination of Trump signs may have only happened on state routes. That would kind of make sense, logistically.

So how much of America lives on back roads? Probably less than half. Cities are big, with many people. It is probably easier to intimidate people politically in cities. I no longer see any Biden signs in the city. Also Bernie Sanders has completely disappeared. He had a continuing presence after the previous election. Yet now he is gone. Maybe his folks are satisfied with the current regime. I have read that there are more people who vote that don’t work than there are working people who vote. I guess it is only natural that people would vote themselves free stuff.

I do not put campaign signs out. I had numerous signs stolen or vandalized. I live on a dirt road. So I have to wonder if all the signs I saw were put up after the election. Or a new thought is maybe my signs were targeted because my name was used by the Trump campaign as a town chair. Intimidation can be an effective weapon. Yes, I was intimidated. The question is was the intimidation purposeful.

So why does the politically defeated have such a large presence on the back roads? I know everything CNN says is lies. I know unions can be intimidating. Maybe I am not the only one that believes these things. Of course President Biden and his supporters will say all these people are racist white supremacists. I suppose that makes.them feel better. My thought is, unlike me, these people on the back roads failed to be intimidated. Of course I really do not know the answer. All I can say for sure is, I have seen the signs.