THE MOST INTERESTING THING IN THE WORLD!

This year we have the privelege to live in the country of Spain where the EXPO 2008 will take place in just a few weeks in the city of Zaragoza. I sincerely hope no active group of idiots with some type of flipped out religeous "cause" feels it is their duty to do something to attract attention during this years' event. It would most definetely put a damper on a subject which involves everyone in the entire world which is water. That's right, the theme is water-the resource so overlooked by many and assumed to always be there by others. It is entirely possible that in our lifetime, we might actually be without fresh water and inundated by salt water. I hear a scheptic out there somewhere saying, "It doesn't matter because some smart assed scientist will find a way to make fresh water out of ocean water." Well that's already being done cowboy, but it costs an ass and a hole to process. The real problem-in Spain-is the lack of rainwater. Ultimately the Al Gore process is taking place and our mountains have no snow, the lakes are drying up, and more wells are demanding more underground consumption also. What is the solution? Come to
EXPO 2008 and see what they are trying to accomplish-you just might be amazed.

PREDICTIONS? FORTUNE TELLING? 6TH SENSE? YOU BE THE JUDGE!

In the year 2003-February to be exact-I finished a book which placed all kinds of predictions about what was to take place in the future. The book wasn't about telling the future, or hocus-pocus stuff, I simply mentioned a few things that I perceived would take place in the future. I frantically seeked an agent to assist me in the sales portion of presenting the book, however, was unsuccessful in attaining said agency because of living and writing in Spain and not having access to the society parties one is required to attend in order to rub hips with the ones who make the calls. The book has not been published, but did predict Hillory Clinton as our next president, and also some other interesting facts that have yet to take place. I wonder if the fact that my book was written so long ago will have anything to do with it's sales once I die? I think that probably the same amount of people that read this horseshit will probably be right up there with the same amount that end up buying my book too. Oh well, it's a free country-do what you want.

"SCAM, SCAM, WHO GIVES A DAMN?!"

The need for employment has a way of reaching into one's life and beating the crap out of all forms of pride one might possess to attain the simple needs in life-in other words-you'll accept what you can get until something better comes along. Well folks, this is a story about a huge project to repair, rebuild, and restore ancient walls completely surrounding a city in Spain-the city I live in-Daroca. This place has walls which were used to protect the city from invasions back in the Xth century and a "EUROPEAN" project was created, funded, and approved in order to fix the walls in the same way they were built so long ago. Can you guess where the money ended up? If you can, please tell me, because I am on the 10 person team that is supposed to be doing the work and we haven't even approached one of the walls yet. The only thing we have been doing is working like I imagine slaves did so many years ago with a pick, shovel, hammers, and lime, dirt, sand, and rocks to simulate the process used back then to restore the walls. We have so far created a single wall, and are working on another in the middle of nowhere. The "LEADERS" we have to work for have a brand new 4-wheel drive vehicle to go back and forth all day while we pick at dirt and pile it high to make walls. It takes any competent ass about a day or two to get the jest of the whole opporation, yet we laborously dig on day after day. No one picks us up in the morning to take us up on the mountain-yes mountain where we work. We have the option to walk-20 to 30 minutes, depending if you want to breath or not-or you may tear up your own personal vehicle on the shitty dirt roads leading up to the project-all at your personal expense. How much money was funded for transportation? The whole thing is so unbelievable-it's like living in a nightmare because once I've walked the 300 meter plus accent each morning, I then have to walk another mile to the place where we have our huts-no electricity-no water-only a port-o-potty that we have never used. Their excuse for our mandatory treck is that we must sign in on a sheet of paper every day like we are going to lie every day about our attendance-give me a f#^%ing break! These people are either theives or retarded-I haven't figured it out yet. The only reason I even signed up for the job was because it is the only employment in this city that has been offered to me in 8 years. I am a graduate of the University of Maine, City colleges of Chicago, and have thousands of hours logged with Technical schools from Atlanta, Georgia to Orange County, California in Electronic systems. I even went to a 500 hour course in Computer Science over here in Spain to attain local paperwork for a better resume and it hasn't accomplished anything. I have been registered in their unemployment office for 8 years and they called me to work in this pitifull labor camp-talk about your third world country. They say we'll be paid a thump just above minimum wages once a month-I'll believe that when I see it in the account. I just wonder how much total funding was provided to save the walls we haven't even been a part of yet. If you know, by all means, let me know too.

BACK TO THE SALT MINES!!!

Distinguished Readers,
Today is the last input I will have the opportunity to contribute to this site until free time becomes available in my life once again. I am sad to say that although I pride myself in both my educational background, writing abilities, and etc..., I must return to the working world in order to make the puzzle complete. Currently, the exchange rate, incapable agents, flooded market-whatever the current excuse for not selling my novels-I must return to the 9-5 grind-in my case 8-3 which really isn't that bad. I have finished 3 novels, sold none, have no offers, and am quite frankly bored out of my mind. Having said that, I will not bore you farther with any more personnal trivual! I simply hope that anyone who might read this will endeavor to understand the fact that there are many more novels out there than readers and today's agents are simply not doing the job they used to do. I salute all agents with my middle finger and hold it very high indeed.

WHAT A RIDE!!!!!!

My family and I just got back from taking a trip to Germany-roughly around 1,700 kilometers one way-and it was breathtaking. The woods seem to never end, and the surrounding mountains are spectacular. The food is great and the people seem very educated-in general. We were basically hanging around a US air base and using all the facilities there until we saw on the news that 3 al-Quieda terrorists had been arrested for pre-fabricating soon-to-be-used bombs to blow up the base and the Frankfort airport. We felt we had simply worn out our welcome at that time and proceded to point our car in a most southern direction to haul-ass back to the land of grapes. It was a great vacation, a learning experiance, and lots of fun. Won't do it again.......

Can You Say Mid-Eval Festival???

That's right-it's here again-the midevil festival, full of people dressed in regalla from times past, parties everywhere, drinks in the streets, children laughing and playing everywhere watching mom and dad have a festive time. There are vendors of all sorts selling their wears, goods, food and drink. I specially like this time of year because it is hot, there are many private little holes called PEÑAS all over the city which provide one place after another to have a sip of the favorite drink, and everyone is very happy to be here. The PEÑAS were normally wine cellers back when that was where the wine had to be stored to keep it cool and fermenting, however, these places have become remodeled with tile floors, beautiful furniture, music, and many other various examples of wasting money for fun. (Mind you, there are still the nasty dives that you only frequent once also). Oh well, the festivities last a complete 9 days and when it's over-you sleep.....well, those of us who can afford to. I hope there are similar celebrations going on in your part of the world and everything is going well with you and yours too..Schools out so we will be going to the swimming pool and drinking cold beer in the shade while the kids swim....What a tough life........

I PREDICTED IT IN MY NOVEL-BUT NOBODY READ IT!

The announcer spoke with entense excitement as he made the public announcement heard by millions over the airwaves, "The tallies have been counted and the new president of the United States of America is....Hillary Clinton!!!!" Sara Felding hit her head on the coffee table as her knees simply refused to function without any control from the brain-she fainted big-time. Loyd Burkshire threw a beer bottle straight through the big screen LCD in his living room before realizing the cost of his actions. Jenefer Stenson jumped up and down with tears flying off her cheeks in every direction from total joy.
The pilot's eyes became huge when he realized the plane was going to actually expode into the giant tower, suddenly screaming for Alah to take him into that magic world he had always believed in, but as the plane erupted into a ball of heat much like the surface of the sun, everything kind of turned into a Matrix state for him. A huge black hole opened up inside the building which never stopped going down, and as his mental state told him he should logically be dead, the reality was-that he was sinking into an unpredicted and unexpected afterlife. What happened after that stunned him as he looked at the line of people waiting to approach something so far off he could not distinguish it's nature, only that everyone was being forced to proceed onward.
After signing the document into law, the new president knew that she had done the right thing. She had already faced too much ridicule over the issue, but felt it was what had to be done. It took very little time for the effects of her signature to show results. The law created a requirement for all new cars to be created with two mandatory items installed on them: (1) A governor was required to limit the speed of every vehicle to match posted road speeds-a radar type system presenting signals to the car from the roadside. (2) A detector for alchohol which prevented the engine from cranking. An over-ride button was provided in case someone had to be driven home who had consumed the liquid, however, a type of flood-light turned on warning the authorities someone was driving a vehicle with alchohol detection. The cops didn't have to guess anymore and hundreds of lives were saved in the first month alone. Speeding tickets took a little while because of the installation requirements and phasing out of old vehicles, but speeding tickets took a radical downturn in 6 years.
I wrote about all the above issues in my first novel back in 2003 and I personally believe they all three address very important issues in our modern society, however, only you will read about it-no one else. No agents want to take on the challenge, nor publishers-they all say the issues are too "Subjective". Well, the alternative is to keep killing on the highway, elect lieing sacks of shit that won't ever complete any of their promises, and kamikazi bombers will keep taking their lives-ALONG WITH MANY INNOCENT VICTIMS-if they are allowed to believe their religeon will reward them in the afterlife AND that their families will financially benefit from their actions. Oh well, I wrote it and read it quite often-it's full of interesting conclusions, debatable, possible. Let me know if you want to check it out.

THREE YEARS AND COUNTING

Here I am after finishing my first novel three-count em-3 years ago and still can't find an interested representative to help publish the novel. I heard that it could be difficult but God-d#%$^!!!!! It isn't the fact that my novel sucks, is written incorrectly, or even has a horrible genre/theme, it is the fact that not one single "AGENCY" , (out of over 3000 which have been sent proposals), has requested to see the material. My story could be the hottest thing off of the coals of hell and nobody would ever know since they never read it. I keep writing in hopes of someday spreading my feelings about indepth subjects I feel need expressing to the general public. I write to try and share something I believe is important in our world, however, if through bureaucratic bullshit it never becomes published, no one benefits from the information-we all lose. I am saving my money to someday publish the book myself-I have completely lost all faith in anything I have ever read about the system of publishing and it's Do's and Don'ts.

PARTY TOWN DOES IT AGAIN!!!

It was just another typical Saturday night here in Spain-Everyone in the city dressed up like madi gra in New Orleans, dancing around while marching thru the city with drumbeats screaming the announcement, "Wake up anyone lame enough to be in bed trying to sleep because it's FIESTA time!" The sound rang out about the time I was actually going to get into bed-12:30 midnight. The dance at the pavilion with live band and judging costumes would not take place until 3A.M. The party goes on until 7Am most years, sometimes longer. I go to it every year, however, this year I was forced to take a rain check. My wife works for the government at a national wildlife reserve on the weekends where she informs interested persons about where they may be located in order to observe the migration of huge cranes. They flock by the thousands-very interesting to see. Anyway, she doesn't like to drive, so I volunteer to shuttle her back and forth to a place called Gallo Canta, (The Crowing Rooster). I didn't feel like punishing myself this year, so when the drums moved far enough down the road, I was lucky enough to be able to get some sleep. My daughter went though, so I was up at 3Am when she came in. Although I don't worry about her security-she's still my daughter and that speaks for itself. Can't believe it's already March coming up on us, but the almond trees are in full bloom already as if it were springtime. If we get a freeze, it will be like Florida loosing all of it's oranges. Cross your fingers and drink some wine.
Peace out.

NEW THINGS STILL THRILL

We bought a new car and I haven't even turned the computer on for weeks. Sorry about that, you know, to leave all of my readers out there on the line just hanging around waiting with anticipation for my next input. I simply can't believe all of the emails I have been receiving requesting more information about subjects near and dear to me, such as when my next book is to be published. Or how much longer do we have to wait for you to tell us something else on your Blog which has-as of today-received a total of absolutely ZERO comments for anything I have ever written in them. I find it more curious than anything that there are so many people surfing the internet at all hours of the day and night and yet no single person in the whole planet gives a flying f$&^ about what I have to say. Well I really can't believe that, however, I do believe that since no body has gone to my site, and I don't pay some fancy advertising agency to spread my name like mayonaise all over the slice of bread we call the internet, then I suppose it will remain un-attended until I either A. Die or B. Become famous.....Oh well, when I die I really won't give a shit what anyone comments about what I say anyway, so you know what? You can all just kiss my blog............

2007 WILL IT BE SOMETHING WORTH LIVING IN?

I personally never thought I would see the year 2000 when I was in my early 20's because of all the possibilities violent neighborhoods, disieses, and travel provided during that epoche of life. But here we are in 2007 and I've beaten the odds! I'm a father with children-still living and sometimes even productive. I don't know how many more New years I will witness, but that's the mystery of life isn't it?
When you grow up and watch the little ones around you also do the same, you wonder if you did enough, informed enough, taught the right things, said the words required for someone to benefit from your mistakes. I don't think we can ever get it all right, sometimes it seems like we can't get anything right, however, when it all seems hopelessly feeble, I watch my children laugh while doing silly things and it makes the reward for living into the new millineum worth all it took to get by the wrecks, the AIDS, and the nine mil. caps in the ass. I hope I live long enough to write books about everything possible in the line of hope for the ones who don't have that simple reward in life. Happy New Years everyone. Comments are welcomed.

WHAT A SAD DAM DAY!

You know, today was a very sad day to one man, however, it was a very victorious, justified day for millions-THAT's WITH An "M"-of other men and women. Death is never beautiful, or good, but sometimes, death is the only way to show others that they can't do the most un-human acts capable of man. I believe that millions of people were flim-flamed today. Hanging a man that has commited the crimes proven before nuetral courts of law such as publically proven against Saddam is an injustice-he should have been slowly toasted by ants like the Indians used to do to their enemies out west, allowing them time to enter every oriface available, slowly exploring the tunnels of ignorance so profoundly available in the skull of such an ass-hole. I don't know why he was provided mercy, but I hope nobody will ever say another word about him-may he rest in hell-forever and ever-being tortured as a well deserved reward for his injustice to mankind. Happy New Years you MF-enjoy it like no other! To all of the countless families of Iraq which had to endure the suffering of his totalitarian rule-have the most wonderful New Year in 2007 ever possible and total luck in your future.

MERRY CHRISTMAS READERS!

I've been busy lately shopping for Christmas and trying to get some odds and ends accomplished before the new year begins and it has been the catalyst of my tardiness in updating this blog. I am sure there are many beliefs all over the world about Christmas, Santa Claus, etc., however, this being my personal blog site, I write about how I perceive beliefs and the season to be. I was raised believing that there is a God and we celebrate the birth of his son on 25 Dec. I was never taught anything about Honnecca, Koran, or any of those other religions that claim to have supreme power over protestant beliefs. Having said that, I personally believe today's' paranoid concerns for being politically correct in everything we do is a huge crock-o-shit! If I want to spread a little cheer and shout,"MERRY CHRISTMAS!" to the top of my lungs, then frankly I don't care what people of other religions think. I don't tell the Jews when to light their candelabra, and I don't set my watch or tell Muslims when to turn and prey to Mecca either, so frankly I don't think they have any right whatsoever to say jack-shit about how I feel about Christmas or any other holiday I choose to celebrate. Therefore,





MERRY
CHRISTMAS
TO EVERYONE
WHO BELIEVES
AND HAVE A
HAPPY
NEW YEAR
TOO!!!








If you don't believe in new years, then please let me know how you set your watch.

THE POPE TALKS TURKEY IN TURKEY?!

Did the Pope say what I thought he did? Was it clear enough for all to understand? His speech in Regensburg, Germany was around 30 minutes long, but it basically said the Islam religion was spreading by violence of the sword instead of true conversion which required reason. As usual, the VERY SENSITIVE Islam world got all excited because - THE TRUTH HURTS WHEN SPELLED OUT SO CLEARLY. He further said that Christian religions deserve the same rights to practice their faith in Muslim-majority countries as Muslims practice freely in western countries.
I personally believe the Pope's speech was as Bart Simpson so clearly stated in a classic cartoon during a family analysis after Doctor Monroe determined Homer was the family problem, "Right on Doc, another successful analysis."
The Muslim religion has provided people with an excuse to commit atrocities for too many years, taking advantage of people ignorant in their interpretation of the Koran or messages provided by muslim priests-those guys in charge of teaching Gods will. If someone told you-a Baptist, Methodist, Catholic preacher/priest-to go and strap yourself to a megaton of explosives in the name of God, would there be a cause you would do that for? Would you even do that to save your own family? Think about the question...Many times we say we would do so-and-so if this-or-that happened in our lives, but when shit actually hit the fan, which option would you choose?
I feel very strong about the self-sacrifice bomber. I believe bombings of any kind-either from a plane, strapped to a person, or any other method of delivery-are cowardly and only show how little courage a man actually has to stand his ground. Come up to me and punch me in the face-show me you have guts, balls, and sufficient confidence in yourself that you can kick my ass face-to-face. Blowing up the little girl eating an ice-cream cone in the arms of her mother, permanently injuring another that lives to never walk again in the name of Islam is not only the highest level of lame possibly known to man, it is the icon of Satan, and quite frankly, that can't very well be considered an act generated by the name of God can it???

DUB-YA SIGNS ANOTHER BAD CHECK!

Today-according to the associated press out of Washington-our illustrious President signed into law yet another debatable issue to further confuse the American people. As if we weren't scared enough already with the invasion of terrorism, mail bombs, gas agents, etc., etc., we now have the right to lose our rights. That's right, you heard me right. The police state, excuse me, the official law enforcement agents of our proud country may now come to your house-simply by the testimony of another person mind you, (kind of like when we were hanging WITCHES in Salem), and take you under custody and you DO NOT have the RIGHT to protest that action. I could be missing something here, and I don't want to start any rumors either, but if what I read is true, then we are but one step away from throwing our INALIABLE RIGHTS right down the toilet like so much paper.
There are laws drawn up and passed, signed by the president, you know the BJ, but at the end of the day, someone has to enforce those laws or they don't mean anything at all. Our constitutional rights are laws which were drawn up, signed by the president, etc. Many years ago, and although some of them may be debatable, they are still in place and are SUPPOSED to be UPHELD, however, like I said before, what good are they if not enforced??? MAMA MIA, talk about your spicy meatball.....

IS TELLING A LIE WRONG??????

Remember when you were little and your parents told you not to lie? Maybe they even told you it was a sin, and even if it was a "Little WHITE lie", it was still wrong. If the act of telling a lie is wrong, then what level is it considered to be on from a scale of 1 to 10 for example? Does it depend on the results of the lie, or are all lies considered the same? If one lie is worse than another, then to what levels of punishment are they supposed to have administered? Lets try and define this from a simple lie to an all out 180 degree BOLD-FACED whopper. First lets try and define an example of a little white lie: The little child who takes something and later says they didn't do it, but after the guilt-that built in mechanism which lights up inside our minds when we do something obviously wrong-demands reprieve, the little child confesses. Now the punishment to fit the crime would probably be anything from no TV for a while to time-out in the room.
Moving right along to the whopper. Let us say that someone in our government tells us anything about anything-well we know that immediately it is a WHOPPING BIG LOAD OF BULLSHIT! Now, how do we, (as citizens of the country), punish the individual with appropriate levels to fit the crime? They aren't told that what they've said is a lie, they are simply allowed to go on as if nothing has happened, like turning the head from the child and playing make believe as if they never took anything from anyone. Well you'd better wake up AMERICANS! Those liars are taking a hell of lot more from you than your pride, your money, and your freedom-They are taking away your children when they grow up to go fight their wars over nothing more than this:

A BIG FAT WHOPPING LIE!!!

When are they going to have to be accountable for those lies?
What is the punishment for telling lies?
Who will ever help us correct this problem?
How will we keep rape, murder, and other lie originating desasters from our government in the future?
When will the people who make the laws ever become responsible for their actions of telling lies and breaking the laws they actually make for the masses?
There are much more than little WHitehouse lies going on in capital hill folks and it has to stop or we are all going to play the part of sewage and get flushed down the toilet in the near future.

BACK TO SCHOOL LITTLE DUDES!!

Don't know how the schedule is where you are located, but around here the kids started back to school this month and are now going full-blast, (unlike the sound being made around American schools), and learning faster than ever before. There are no metal detectors or police walking the hallways, no special office dedicated to investigations or other sordid crimes. The teachers are mostly young and out of college starting careers and giving it all they've got. The children actually have to study their subjects over here and there are absolutely no multiple choice tests. When a question is asked, it has an answer, and although many times the answer is subjective, that's why the teachers go to college! HELLO!!! They are supposed to be able to determine if little Johnnie's answer sucks or not. You send your children to school to learn and that's what they do. There are no lockers in the hallway. There are no soda machines, candy machines, or any other machines clogging the hallways either. The children take their books home every night-no need for lockers. They get out from 12:45 AM to 3:00 PM to eat a well prepared lunch at their home-the one they walk to and from. It's not all hard work and no play either because they have lots of recreation and run and jump like any other kids in the world. Some of the finest physicians originate in this country and provide health care throughout the globe. Many of the number one sports personnel on today's circuits are from Spain. I don't have to list names like Nadal, or Alonso because everyone knows where they stand at the tennis court, or the formula 1 race track. I hope your children are getting a good education also because that is the end result we all desire to achieve. Some schools are better than others, some more comfortable, some with more financial backing, and the best transportation and eating facilities available to the board of education, however, all of those things are really just brighter color on the painting when it boils down to the job interview after college-the brightest light always shines the strongest when it has been charged with the most potential.
Education is imperative to the survival of our world-no matter where you live-so take an interest in your child's education. Don't let their teachers pass out the multiple choice TAKE YOUR BEST GUESS TEST. Get involved in the PTA and let yourself be heard. Demand that the children be tested in a way to increase their potential, to challenge their minds instead of pushing them through the system so they can work at a minimum paying job without a future. My children may never get a super job either, but it won't be from me not trying-they do some type of homework 365 days a year. They either read a different language, study games developed by JumpStart programs on the computer, or do their required school work scheduled for that day, but they are so accustomed to the system, that they treat learning like the thing it is-just another part of everyday life............

Soooooo Much to Write-Soooo Little Time....

I discuss writing techniques, methodology, thought patterns, creativity, and anything leading towards production of morphing an idea into a final printed novel with fellow author/writers, and their experiences are very similar in nature. Although the strange individual emerges infrequently-totally misunderstood by anyone listening-the majority not only write, they actually imagine themselves as the characters they write about, trying to emulate feelings, emotions, and capabilities to be more understanding about the subject at hand. Writers with established characters which repeat themselves in each new novel tend to almost possess the writer-they wake in the night with an idea rushing to write it down before sleeping again, or dream about the individual character being themselves, even creating voices to coincide with their image of the being they have formulated. I personally don't have repetitious characters yet because each novel I have written has absolutely nothing to do with any of the previous ones. I know there are many authors which will argue this, because each one wants to be original in nature and be unique in their field. I believe that the great authors of this world we currently strive in will be determined long after they are gone simply due to the plethora of reading material available to mankind. We simply don't have time to read all the great novels out there in our lifetime. How will anyone know my writing is fantastic if they never read it? Eventually, someone will pick up one of my paperbacks and shuffle through it, but until that happens, it is simply a dead tree on the shelf collecting dust. I will write all my life, or until I go blind, or get writerscramp, but after I die, there will be many novels to read that someone in the future will benefit from. My intentions are to provide realistic possible issues to the surface for discussion, events unknown to many, daily tasks to others. I have heard several situations where authors get stuck and can't come up with subjects to write about-writersblock-but I don't know how that is possible with the unlimited possibilities flying around us every day. My problem is having too many subjects to write about and not enough years to complete them... Any authors running short on ideas feel free to ask and I will fill you with enough situations to last you a lifetime. Happy reading and good luck writing.

LIFE IS A MOVIE and WE ARE THE STARS!!!

Today's episode turned up another XXXXX number of people dead around the world. That's right. Everyday X number of people die. Dead people are everywhere. Bodies over here, carcasses over there. The reason why? Does it matter? Does anyone even care anymore? Has death become so mundane that it doesn't even phase the mind anymore? X amount of people were killed in Baghdad today from car bombs, X amount of people died from malnutrition in Zimbabweh, hundreds died when their boats overturned from trying to escape Africa and get to the shores of the Canary Islands, thousands died in the World Trade Center buildings when they collapsed after being bombed by 747 airliners, etc. etc. etc..... When did we decide to accept these numbers as normal everyday life? Why do we allow these events to happen, yet become so passive, and so caring, and concerned when criminals are treated less than perfect? You know what I mean!! We know what is right and what is wrong. Many times the writing is on the wall, but we ignore it because of some bullshit law that was designed, written, and placed into the books by criminals themselves. What we are doing by accepting these "LAWS" or policies that DO NOT protect the innocent citizen, but instead prevent ENFORCEMENT of the LAW by either tying the law officer's hands or the judges ability to actually judge, allowing criminal activity to GET AWAY WITH MURDER!! What can anyone do that isn't a lawyer, judge, lawmaker, senator, or representative do? Well my first solution to this issue would normally be to vote the bastards and bastardeses out of office and find someone honest enough to get back to sincere law enforcement but that can't be done when electronic voting has been clearly seen as unreliable and subject to total manipulation. Since we can't get the criminals out of politics, then what can we do as a collective society? Are we simply hosed? Do we just make sure our guns are fully loaded at the house and shoot any body that tries to get past our electric fences and killer dogs? The little lady comes to mind across the street bringing an apple pie to welcome the new neighbor into the neighborhood and gets shot before she can reach the doorsteps. Has our country lost it's FU%^(ng mind? Have we gone so far off the edge that we are living a damned Arnold Swartzennager movie to escape reality? I don't accept all the dead bodies....I don't accept my daughter getting raped because she was in the wrong place at the wrong time....I don't accept my family being punished and forced to live in a terrible neighborhood because my representative considers their yacht and lambrogini more important than our living conditions...I definitely don't accept a president that puts his own personal gains far above and beyond the terrible living conditions he has placed the entire world in by acting like a spoiled brat instead of a man in control of the most powerful country in the world...I don't accept ducking my head in shame when I venture outside the USA and am considered the lowest of dung under the boots of a pig farmer...and most of all, I don't accept my fellow Americans in arms losing their lives every day for something that makes no sense whatsoever in any shape, form, or fashion-NO CAUSE!!!!!!!IF we are watching life, and it is a movie, then it would appear to me that this one is going to have a hell of a bad ending..............

LIMITING BOOKS TO A MINIMUM!

What if tomorrow someone introduced a headline which rang throughout the world with the power of the sound of bells from Notre Dame screaming, "THERE WILL BE NO MORE BOOKS WRITTEN ANYMORE-ANYWHERE-IN ANY LANGUAGE-WE ALREADY HAVE TOO MUCH TO READ!"
Would these simply be words on the front page cover? Printing factories would have a few things to say about it I'm sure, (since it's their bread and butter), but we could easily survive on current parchments indeed. There are so many avenues to read from today covering every subject imaginable-and many which aren't-that no one alive today can possibly read everything that exists out there if they did nothing else again in their lives except read. Hell, no body will even read this waffle I'm typing now, so why do people insist on expressing their opinions, elating us with their charms, and persisting to seek out that ever lingering desire to be placed into the eye of the ever watchful public? Why do more and more books on rubbish keep leaking into the system which cover items such as Watching Bumpers Rust, or Have You Ever Looked at Life Through the Eyes of a Cow? People are publishing their own books through PODs left and right-since breaking the ice with a publishing company is next to impossible-and the level of writing has diluted the industry so harshly that people only read the first chapter or so, then throw the book away if there is no interest. I have written several great novels which tell stories of the wildest imagination one could hope to find, however, without the publisher's push, they remain lost in the world of Bumper Rust and Cow's Eyes. The bottom line is that we have to chose what we read in today's society since there are so many viruses mixed in with the good, better, and best novels and making those choices can be hard. Walk into whichever bookstore you want to today and watch which books reach out and grab you, verses the ones who meekly hide on their quiet shelves, hoping no one will disturb their peace. The books which grab you have cost someone a very large amount of money to produce COVERS that REACH OUT and SLAP YOU IN THE FACE! Those babies cost a lot to have the sparkles, and the vivid movement, and even the voice that speaks to you as you pass by from the micro-chip embedded in the cover. Whatever it takes to get your money, it will be done, amen.
SOOOOOOOOOOO, would you give a damn if all printing stopped around the globe?