“Where have you been?” “We are busy tonight!” “Get your ass into room two. We have a gunshot to the abdomen and we need your hands!” Dr. Mac is an African American built powerful and he is also a trauma surgeon.  His sister could be Oprah Winfrey and probably is but THE wracks never asked him.  He is always too busy doing surgery.  Wracks is tired and the clock says eleven thirty.  He missed the burrito run and will have to settle for chips and a coke and the coat needs washing but no one ever sees it anyway and tonight a gunshot victim lies on a gurney in a pool of blood with two doctors doing what they do and a second-year student cleaning up the mess. The Wracks clean up messes in the ER.  His chores are to clean the surgery rooms and suture sites and then wipe the antiseptic on the furniture.  He also lends a helping hand. “Get your white ass over here and take the pail and pour the blood over the screen so we can rein-fuse him with his blood.  I have already dropped four crystalloid bags and he still bleeds.  Dr. More is on his way and will do it in the penthouse. “The patient is an Arab male of average height with dark hair.  He could be Iranian.  He could be Saudi.  He could be Iraqi but now he is in between life and death and nothing else flies germane.  On the right side of his abdomen is a gaping hole the size of a fist and the Wracks can see into his abdomen.  Blood drops out of the exit wound in his back steadily and he grabs the stainless pail and hands it to one of the doctors who pours the blood back into a bag hooked up to a large 16-gauge trochanter needle stuck into his femoral vein. The Wracks put another stainless pot underneath.  The man is conscious but barely breathing and has a vacant expression on his face with sightless eyes staring up into oblivion. Dr. Mac pours the blood on the screen and the nurses enter in and out bringing bandages and surgical sets.  “This guy is the luckiest man in the world says Dr. X.  The 357 magnum slug missed his aorta and right kidney by one inch. If we can stop the bleeding he will live.”  Mac and X clamp the bleeding vessels; and insert gauze into the hole blasted out by a 357 magnum revolver. A nurse puts her head through the curtain and says “We have a patient clubbed with a baseball bat on route. He will be in room one.”  Dr. Mac says to me, “Stay with this man until Moo comes for him. Do not let anyone closer than ten feet away.  If anyone comes in the door, grab the phone and type in the secret emergency number we gave you and security will come. Do not let anyone near him because he is near death.”  Dr. Mac and Dr. X run into receiving and the Wracks is alone. He sits in the wooden chair next to the door with a blue seat and thin legs and waits.   Five minutes later a person puts his head in the door.  The person is also mid-eastern with thick black hair and a thick black beard in jeans with a mean expression and wild eyes. The wracks say “You cannot come into this room or I will call security.  He says nothing and looks at me. The Wracks slowly stood and walked to the phone, picked up the phone, and put it to his head. “If you do not leave, I will call security!” says Wrak The man looks at me and the hair on the back of his head starts to crawl.  He holds the phone.  He looks like he will explode. He holds the phone.  He looks at me.  He starts dialing the secret code and the intruder snarls and disappears.  The wracks never saw him again.  Dr. Mac says he did well because he probably was the shooter and wanted to finish the job.  Dr. Mo is an Anglo-Saxon man about six feet tall with slightly red hair.  He has good hands.  He and his surgical assistant start rolling the man toward the service elevator.  “Dr. Mac, what is the new kid’s name?”  “Wrak”, says a voice from down the hall.  “Nice to meet you Wrak,” says Dr. Moo.  They leave and the elevator door closes. He heard the patient lived and was able to tell his children the tale.  He is a lucky man indeed.  The bullet missed vital targets and Dr. Moo was the general surgeon on call that night.  He lives only fifteen minutes away.  In life, like anything, luck is everything and when a person needs luck, they need a lot of it, now, immensely.  This man lucked out.  “Clean the room and mop up the blood.” Says Dr. Mac.  “We need a surgery set in one with proline.” “You can leave at daybreak.”  “Thank you, Dr. Mac,” says Wrak.  “Thank you.”

justice is so beautiful

that when you see her

you want to throw it all away

and become a cop

Rendu Kalel

justice

is a bad influence

but she is a total fox

and when she requests

you have to have it

and you want it

badly

What is Antimatter?

Antimatter can be thought of as the opposite of matter, or matter that has properties opposite or contra-positive of the normal steady state.  Simplistically, antimatter can have anti-protons that have the same mass as a proton but the charge of an electron, anti-neutrons: neutrons that have no charge but an opposite or out-of-phase wave associated with it, and anti-electrons which have the same mass as electrons but a positive charge. In a more real and concrete interpretation, antimatter has the same properties as matter but in a 180-degree out-of-phase wave nature associated with it.   If an antimatter particle, collides with a matter particle it will annihilate and release energy in the electromagnetic spectrum equivalent to the equation energy of equals mass times the speed of light squared.  A gram of hydrogen annihilating another gram of anti-hydrogen could liberate approximately ten to the thirty-ninth power joules of energy in a microsecond burst.  The antimatter particle must interact with a matter particle of the same atomic mass for the reaction to proceed because the wave function must be exactly opposite to the wave function described in a sign wave diagram for the reaction to proceed.   This amount of energy released per unit of time is astounding and of extreme magnitude.

Physics of antimatter annihilation

An antiparticle of a given mass can annihilate another particle of matter of the same atomic weight.  To use dissimilar particles of mass and anti-mass reveals a difficult means to bring them together to annihilate.  Using like particles of anti-matter and matter brings the two particles together of the lower quantum threshold for capture and annihilation.  The reaction of plutonium fission can be likened tangentially to reacting antimatter with matter in the sense that the two components of the reaction must be held together for a minimum amount of time for the reaction to ensue or the elements will quickly separate and the reaction quench.  As in a fission bomb, plutonium wedges must be held together to initiate a chain reaction, two particles of matter, anti and real must be collided and maintained in union for annihilation to proceed.  Anything else is a fissile. The annihilation of matter and antimatter is not a usual or natural event and the forces of God keep them separate.  

Antimatter can be contained in a near vacuum within a magnetic field as long as matter opposite to the antimatter is not brought into proximity.  For example: an atom of hydrogen antimatter under real conditions will not react with an iron atom because of the dissimilarity of mass and the shielding of the nucleus by electrons.  These will only react at relativistic conditions found only in nature at the center of a sun or neutron star.

Production of antimatter

Antimatter can be produced on earth by spinning particles or atoms in a tokamak until the particles change nature at the speed of light. Then siphon it off.  Matter spun in a circle at the speed of light eventually changes character and can be siphoned off with magnets and contained in a vacuum.

Passing energy through various crystal lattices changes the frequency of the energy in the electromagnetic spectrum.  Harmonic waves synergize and antagonistic waves do not combine.  The emission is a component of the plank’s equation.

Uses of Antimatter

At present no way exists to realize the great amount of energy liberated in a microsecond by the reaction of antimatter.   No other use comes to mind except in weapons of mass destruction. In the future, the energy released by antimatter annihilation will power starships to different galaxies and fuel huge and awesome lasers and particle weapons.  The harnessing of antimatter energy will provide the means to transgress time and the warp as envisioned by Albert Einstein.  Energy can be converted to specific forms such as gravity waves and the essence of time itself.

On a positive note

The universal field equation envisioned by Mr. Rombauer may soon become a plausible reality.

Accounting is simple.  Simple if a person likes math.   Should it be so difficult to balance the national chart of accounts and set things straight, and right?   Accounting on QuickBooks, Peachtree, and money is based on starting a chart of accounts.   A chart of accounts is a file set that categorizes assets, liabilities, and owner’s equity.   All the charts that categorize expenditures, intakes, and delayed payoffs are characteristic of basic accrual accounting.

Assets are anything worth money or that costs money.   Liabilities are debts, meant to be paid within a given period, normally one year.  Owners’ equity is the cash and valuables that start the business and keep it running.   Owners’ equity is the treasury and the national trust of the United States.    Supposedly, this amount is a fixed or increasing sum that stabilizes the equation and cannot be loaned, borrowed from, or invested.  Investment is a liability; Prepaid services are a contra-asset.   Assets are the amounts of money and things amassed by the business mainly to keep the equation balanced and to utilize efficiently owners’ equity.   For people of the executive class, not the legislative or judicial, the equation must be in balance.   If the equation does not balance there might exist a data entry error or more commonly, someone is STEALING.    All the chief executive has to do every month is check if the equation is in balance and his staff is working efficiently.

In big businesses, like Microsoft, General Motors, United States Steel, and Oracle sometimes the chart of accounts becomes voluminous, overbearing, and complex, and when this happens, Kiting can occur,

Kiting is when a transaction is in the air and not credited (deducted) or debited (added) in a timely fashion.  The more charts (files) that exist in the chart of accounts, the greater the probability that money seemingly disappears because of the mathematical nature of the accounting equation, charts all influence each other directly or indirectly.   When the equation is not equal, there might exist a deficit due to the overwhelming number of accounts that become hard to keep track of.   For this reason, all accountants, eliminate unnecessary accounts whenever possible and when the equation does not balance the books are closed and an interim statement generated. The most common charts that lose money in accounting are petty cash (which in the US might be billions of dollars) and charitable deductions which are an expense or contra asset.     All accountants keep a deft eye on these two accounts and the shrewd the cunning and the nefarious create a multitude of these petty cash accounts so they can kite or ordain transfers that have no logical or sound basis.   The chief executive must see the equation in balance and check on these two accounts as often as they can or an executive might do something like gift an African nation with high-tech weaponry and expense the donation to the charity of foreign aid.   This is all the chief executive must know for he or she is too busy with politics and plans to have time to do anything else.  

Most accounting courses taught in college teach accrual accounting.  Accrual accounting gives the most accurate, up-to-date information on how a business is running.   Money accrues disappears, or changes form.    The main deficit of accrual accounting is because of its exactness, kiting, falsification of accounts, and dispersal might occur, and the remedy might not be so apparent.  The national debt is a product of accrual accounting.  

For big businesses, businesses that deal with a lot of money, cash-based accounting is the answer.  In cash basis accounting money never enters the chart of accounts unless an actual transfer of money exists.   Money does not disappear or change forms until it appears as money and is added to or subtracted from the chart of accounts.    There exist no receivables, prepaid items contra assets, or contra liabilities.   Cash basis accounting is gold on the hoof.   In cash basis accounting the chart of accounts is a lot smaller and easier to keep track of and there is no kiting, money is either transferred or it is not.   Bartering is hard in cash-based accounting because cash has a number associated with it and that number enters the accounting equation with each action.  The accounts do not have to be closed and a statement is generated.   It is either yes or no.   It is hard to sell your relatives into slavery with cash-based accounting because this action generates a number that is logged on a file.   Computer scientists know how hard it is to manipulate a log file in the configuration settings of a Linux or Windows system.  The main disadvantage of cash-based accounting is either you have the money to transfer or you don’t and there are no credits or partial allotments of resources.   As Jerry Maguire said, “Show me the money”’.    All big transfers in cash-based accounting show up on computerized banking systems so there is no fussing fuming or promising.   It is just there.  

Accounting texts are thick, voluminous, wordy, exact, and meticulous.  An accountant can spend a whole career learning the intricacies of the accrual system which is the most exact and timely mathematical representation of the health of a business.   This author thinks this essay is all an executive or master planner needs to know to run a large ship.   “You don’t have to be a mathematician or logician to run a company, but to know a certified accountant helps.”    Good luck to the brave and the earth belongs to the intrepid.

A tariff is defined as a financial instrument imposed by a government as a tax to produce revenue for the economic engine.   Tariffs can be a fixed percentage, or variable, based on the rate or quota of the designated items.  Ostentatiously, a government levies a tariff to produce income for the GNP or reduce the traffic a foreign item generates in the economic cycle.   Politicians say a tariff protects intrinsic industries from foreign competition that monopolizes or undermines retail prices.  In Wikipedia, the authors declare that tariffs are overt protectionism and undermine free competition.  The result of a tariff summates as consumers pay more for their products and less is bought because they cannot be afforded.  Foreign countries simply add the tariff to the price of their commerce. 

We the people see a tariff as a thumb in a leaking dam that only delays the inevitable.  Why in the first place were the manufacture of goods outsourced to a country that pays low wages and has their citizens work in sweatshops?  Why in the name of ethos do we, an enlightened and chosen people let non-democratic foreign governments exploit their people so the twenty percent at home can harvest kickbacks and profit that normally and necessarily would never happen?  From a statistical point of view, the most efficient way to vote in a contest or game is to go with the money.   At least that is what the oddsmakers in Vegas tell me.   It always is the money. 

Where is the tariff money going? Does the government expense the money to the social security system? Does the government use the funds to replace aging infrastructure? The consumer eventually pays for the tariff because the added costs tack on to the retail price of the item in question, and this is poignant for citizens who are addicted to foreign electronics.  Does the tariff apply to subsidize local hard industries and businesses associated with national security?   We the people have a right to know what the government does.  

The myriad of container ships crossing the Pacific Ocean laden with goods and contraband make landfall in California.   The volume of traffic is impossible to police.   Is outsourcing merely a ploy of organized crime to bamboozle the authorities with volume like the British did to the Axis powers before they stole the enigma device?  Is outsourcing making foreign warlords incredibly wealthy and causing the employment of a tariff that mainly benefits old money and politicians?  Who pays the United States of America to police foreign waters so the decadent warlords can exploit their people in safety and avoid an overthrow or revolution?     Do all the trading partners pay the United States government for protection, so their heroin and illegal guns make landfall in a safe place?    We the people want a piece of the action and we want it deposited in the social security bank account.  

The twenty percent are well connected.   Most of them are related by marriage or money.  An inheritance tax is not a luxury tax.   Isn’t it more reasonable to tax second homes, second cars, boats, planes, and rocket ships and have a progressive income tax without a cap, so the rest of us can afford to live in peace in our own homes?     We want a flat tax so the twenty percent cannot annotate endless deductions.      A tariff may help our heavy industries but it is merely Hans Christian Anderson holding his thumb in the dike.   A tariff is not a panacea to our economic woes.  A tariff is merely a ploy by a politician seeking to bolster popular support from people who mostly do not have an education in economics or management.   Most people do not have an education in business administration, We the people deserve the right to know what is being done to us without stuttering or explanation.  No one wants their son or daughter to die in a war to save a decadent foreigner who does not believe in God. 

My grandfather said that if you are not part of the solution, you are part of the problems, so intrepid Americans with push must strive to right the multitude of wrongs that affect humanity.   And us mostly!

Make America first.   

The author wants to begin this essay with a tribute to President Lyndon Baines Johnson. In 1964, he established Medicare, which enables 80 percent to receive medical care, thus extending their lifespans. Before a tirade begins deriding a national policy that consumes a third of the gross national product let it be known that most other countries DO NOT HAVE MEDICARE.  What has our salvation become? 

Modern medicine is now a business, not a service like it used to be.  The AMA prescribes treatments, medicines, and therapies that do little good yet cost the public tons of money.  Doctors and administrators get rich over the tomfoolery, while the nurses and attendants secure an hourly wage and are worked to the bone.  Electronic tests are performed that reveal very little if any information and cost Medicare billions of dollars annually.   NMR is merely a computer simulation.  Biopsies are always positive and railroad an indigent patient into surgery.  General anesthesia is not innocuous.  Prescription drugs formulated by organic chemists come into being and defraud the public with hard-earned money, do very little actual good, cause cancer and other morbidities, and exist as long as their patent is valid.  In a nutshell, if a patient does not have an infection, he or she is out of luck because chronic diseases are poisonings until they kill an organ or organs and cause systemic failure.  Almost all treatable diseases can be diagnosed with an X-ray or CAT scan and basic chemistries are now done on a machine, nothing else is needed.  Why does a hospital have to build a high-wattage, high-voltage PET or NMR machine and charge five thousand dollars a test for a technology that reveals very little helpful information?  Let it be known that the 80 percent when they go into organ failure from poisoning, get euthanized by the 20 percent, and the 20 percent receive organ transplants that last only five years.  Each organ transplant and associated modalities cost at least a million dollars a patient and more.  Insurance companies pay for this nonsense because of course, the 20 percent owns them.  In our current elitist society, 80 percent pay into social security and Medicare for their working lives, but when they enter a hospital for a chronic condition the medical establishment euthanizes them so the 20 percent do not have to support them anymore.  In addition, the 20 percent keep their pension and put it into their own pockets.  In modern medicine, the poor get euthanized and the rich get organ transplants. 

This author experienced the benefits of modern medicine as described:

The most expensive plan obtainable with the government gifted the author with a home nurse visit that costs $350.   The RN arrived in a miniskirt, took the patient’s temperature and blood pressure, and informed him that he had high blood pressure.   She didn’t want to touch the wound and apply a new bandage and the patient had to do the most washing himself.

Another day nurse said that the sick patient was treating her poorly and she would have to call the police so he asked her politely to leave.

The excellent specialist from India with kinky hair and a turban told the patient he would have to get his legs cut off and refused to prescribe adequate medication.   Modern medicine is a racket and doctors can refuse to treat or prescribe medicine at a whim.  The law protects these highly educated ethical people. We the people deserve to buy antibiotics over the counter and not to be refused by professionals, who of course know better. 

The turbaned, board-accredited atheist, also wants a periodic colonoscopy on his patients.  As all surgeons know, passing a catheter can rupture a viscus and lead to surgery.  However, hospitals charge ten thousand dollars for a colonoscopy and physicians one thousand dollars to evaluate the findings, Lucky Luciano could never have been so lucky.    They called Luciano lucky because he was the only one to get away from the Godfather.   A huge abdomen happens from a parasite infestation, and a biopsied parasite looks like cancer when it is frozen, sectioned, and stained.   May the preeminent pathologists I have known rest in peace.

The 20 percent do not need a board-certified RN to change their bandages, Two LVNs, one for protection, cost less to employ.

Cancer therapy does not work.  Alkylating agents have not saved a single patient and most often accelerate their demise. 

Diabetic medication does not work and causes accelerated aging.    Insulin derived from animals causes an immune reaction and eventually does not work anymore.  Insurance does not pay for synthesized human insulin.    Diabetes is a chronic intoxication.

The agents used to treat high blood pressure are chemicals synthesized in a laboratory and cause cancer of the liver and/or pancreas.     Most people would rather die from a stroke than languish in pain with cancer of the pancreas.  

As I said, medicine is a racket, and do not apply to medical school unless health care professionals ask you to.   Medical doctors exhibit passive-aggressive behavior.   There exist chronic schizophrenics that are saner than the white tower educated zealots.   Hannibal said it in another way.   By the way, phenothiazines do not cause brain cancer like cocaine, if given in a low dose over twenty years.  

Medicare is a vision and godsend crafted by a person with a highly developed ethical responsibility.  It is now appropriate to salute President Johnson.  Afterward, says a prayer because of his gift to the United States.  Has fallen into the hands of the unethical.  

Remember the literate operate the United States.   A president cannot declare war.   The House of Representatives alone can release the dogs of war.  They need a 2/3 vote.   The Supreme Court cannot declare war.  They are meant to police the people and the executives, nothing more.  All the Supreme Court can do is declare an action constitutional or non-constitutional.  The founding fathers sacrificed their lives for what they believed in. Now all we have to do is sit down with a cup of coffee and read it again.    I hope we the people do not have to give up our lives to reinstate what was put into law over two hundred years ago.  

So very long ago now, the memories fade and become fuzzy recollections in the corner of the mind.  As it is in the beginning when the brain soaks up memories like a sponge and makes a human being what they are today, the nuclear family etches itself in the personality of the Wracks, but now it doesn’t matter anyway.  The Christmas season in the northern hemisphere is cold and families concentrate on celebrating the Christian ideal of ethics.   With the feeling and vision of something better and a king to guide us and rule the world as it is meant to be ruled, families give cheer to the yuletide season.

Rolls-Royce Lane in Eastwood looks like a small duplex colony set amid more duplexes that eventually were razed and made to be huge condominiums.  For now, the white buildings set with a lawn and a long driveway connecting two duplexes are the setting of a small family that comes together to have Christmas dinner.  Around the duplex is bare earth that grandma plants with garlic, parsley, and Swiss chard plants, to be pulled immediately and used as spices in Italian cooking.   The Wracks are outside picking some spices to be used with the Christmas dinner.  Inside the small duplex, painted in white inside and out are a kitchen, a large living room, one bathroom, and two small bedrooms.  A large white sofa and a large RCA television sit in the living room.   A portable hardwood table with replaceable leaves moves out from the wall and becomes the dining table for the Christmas feast.   The Wracks set the table, the Fonz watches television, and mother and father Wracker sit with their children waiting to eat Italian food with a French twist, in a simplistic fashion in the twentieth century.  

All things start small and it is so with this Christmas dinner, with silverware taken out of boxes several generations old.  There is rigatoni pasta in tomato sauce boiled with chicken feet set in cheesecloth.   Chicken feet make the best spaghetti sauce but must be kept in a cheesecloth nest because they contain many small bones.  In the oven roasts a small beef chunk, a top round wedge that Grandpa likes so much.  Peppercorns, sea salt, and mashed garlic cloves cover the roast, as Italians believe garlic lowers blood pressure.   The kitchen smells delightful, the tomato sauce bubbles away and the top round tip roast floats on top of the range cooling down.   Grandfather prefers a tossed salad as a vegetable for his meals so this is what is presented on top of the fold-out leaf hardwood table done in mahogany red.  The dressing is Italian with olive oil and small tomato pieces accentuating the green expanse sitting in a huge wooden bowl with wooden tongs set inside.  The food comes to the table.  The roast is divided into slices and everyone receives a huge bowl of pasta with tomato sauce and abundant parmesan cheese. The Wracks ground the parmesan cheese from a hard chunk on a steel cheese grate and the fresh cheese makes the red-covered rigatoni a superior meal in itself.  Hands clasped in prayer, the nuclear family thanks the maker for another year and salutes the birth of his delegated son. A red rose pours into stemware and the children get a separate glass of water and wine as is the aged old Italian custom.   Everyone eats and eats and happiness prevails at the table and the dessert brings vanilla ice cream with heated Hershey chocolate sauce swirled on top.   The meal is over and Father Wracks and Grandpa sit and smoke with the window open and the Fonz watches more television on the huge 25-inch television set.   The Wracks help Grandma do the dishes and then dry them with fresh towels taken from the linen closet in the master bedroom.    When all the dishes are dry and put away, and the silver loaded back into the reddish cloth boxes, the three-leaf official table comes down and slides back to the wall. 

As most children in the United States receive gifts on Christmas, the Wracks and the Fonz are no exception., The Wracks receives a blue .049 gasoline-powered sky raider with guide wires to be pulled around the parking lot, and the Fonz receives a tennis racket with a shopping bag full of tennis balls.

Both mother and father Wracker smoke, grandpa smokes, the window is open, and the perennial family show hosts on television on this, the holiest of Christian days.   The Wracks loves watching television and slowly falls asleep happy.   It is time to go says Mother Wracker to the Wracks and slips his Penney’s corduroy jacket over his shoulders.   Grandma kisses the children on the forehead, grandfather beams and the family gets into a Chevrolet Impala station wagon, in sky blue for the thirty-minute ride to Tranquil Hills.   The Fonz and the Wracks fall asleep in the back as the scenery wafts by on the moonlight road taking them back home.  The garage door opens and the kids and the mother get out and they enter the house through the back door.  Go to sleep says Mom, and Merry Christmas, and the stars outside the window in the garden glow and cast light on the child sleeping in a bed under the window. 

The temporal lobe houses the superego.  The superego is the sum of all life experiences stored in one place with immediate access that shapes the personality.   The frontal lobe is the processor or CPU and processes the memories as history into action.   Without a religious upbringing, the frontal lobe has no boundaries to designate, no rules to compel, no feeling to become and a human being without an ethical construct might surely become criminal.  This is the hope that Christmas brings that man somehow will muck through the extravagances and vicissitudes of life and with every generation become better.  So is the hope that Christians believe will endeavor through time.  This is a lot better than being thrown to hungry lions and we wish around the world whoever you are, a Merry Christmas.

In the minds of American business outsourcing is the maneuver to create money and everyone benefits from the strategy.  This is why American corporations the capital and the assets of America promulgate this business decision made by Ivy League graduates and people born with a silver spoon in their mouths.   Originally, outsourcing came into existence in the car and defense industry when making a piece or module was impossible because the business was not equipped or couldn’t get enough raw material to produce the needed part.   Corporations would find an American company with the tools and the intelligence to make the part, corporate would buy the part at an arbitrable discount insert it into their product and then America benefits from the ingenuity.   Outsourcing seeks to empower American businesses to work and exist where ample substrate is found so there is no shipping development or transfer fees.   It makes sense to make steel in a region with abundant iron ore.   It makes sense to have private American businesses make parts because their taxes feed the nation and everyone is employed and takes home a Christmas bonus.  Rather than allocate assets to buy land develop a new factory and skim money from owners’ assets, Standard and Poors 500 simply find a business with propinquity to supply them with parts for their product.  This is outsourcing.   What is outsourcing now?

Politicians with their inflammatory rhetoric scream that the United States has to feed the impoverished masses of third world countries.   What better way to help the world than to build factories in foreign countries and ship the parts back to the good old United States of America, With the Christian ethic in mind, poor countries can feed themselves and Americans benefit from a product produced for less money.   Americans are happy because they do not have to pay for high-technology products that are produced elsewhere, Furthermore, patriotic politicians levy tariffs, which they skim and line their own pockets and contribute the booty to the purse of the American government. This is what the politicians say,  powered by the intelligence of the nation and the big money of venture capitalists.  Everyone benefits from outsourcing.  Foreign governments employ their people, politicians levy tariffs and taxes, consumers have a product at a reasonable price and everyone, including the working class, is happy.   Is this real?

The reason why capitalists want to make products in a foreign country is because businesses outside the United States do not have to comply with labor laws or  GAAP.   GAAP is a generally accepted accounting practice that all businesses follow unless they want to be audited by the federal government.   Other countries do not have accounting practices similar to the United States.   The money produced by foreign corporations does not fall under the scrutiny of the United States Judicial review, at this point of production in the product line summary, the twenty percent can steal money and no one is the wiser.  The money flow in foreign countries is not chronicled and a computer logged like it is in the United States so assets and owners’ equity can be rematerialized or deleted without the owner’s knowledge.   Oh yes, those poor people that the government employs in foreign nations now have jobs, but they are still paid the dirt-cheap wages that their capitalistic, non-democratic rulers pay.  Twenty percent of those third-world countries skim from production costs, overhead costs, and transfer fees and become incredibly rich and no one can do anything about it.  The accounting is different there.   Politicians tell the public how altruistic they are when in reality they receive kickbacks from foreign governments deposited into Swiss and overseas accounts.    With the computer and the internet and the dark web, believe it or not, the twenty percent are all in cahoots., it is easy to follow them now but no one does, because the pie is so rich and tasty and inexhaustible.    And yes, the poor people in loincloths now have jobs and can afford to buy meat, but it doesn’t matter because when they become ill, they are euthanized and new workers take their place.  Shipping and freight industries benefit greatly from outsourcing and they send corporations and politicians kickbacks to reward for their aiding abetting and smuggling goods that are seemingly omitted from the charter and bill of goods.  Outsourcing is a pirate fantasy and the author is mad he can’t get a piece of it, Wasn’t the original idea of outsourcing to keep business local and in the hands of the people who pay taxes?    Are these same people employed now in the United States or have they had to be retrained?   Are the Americans who support the infrastructure that makes the United States a world power being starved to death while a new class of foreign billionaires who steal from their people buys houses in Beverly Hills California, Carmel, and Coral Gables Florida?  With the computer, the internet, and a patriotic IT whiz, it is now possible to follow the money.    It would be fascist to state that these people must be imprisoned for treason when the judiciary that empowers them is corrupt also.   It is far better to publish publicly on the net, on billboards, and in newspapers, photographs of those people on the take who rape America and support corrupt foreign governments so we the people can see who they are and avoid them.  Outsourcing may look good on paper, but unless the government of the United States of America can establish a judiciary presence in a foreign country and establish GAAP standards to enable the government to follow the money.

Yo ho, Yo ho, a pirate’s life for me.  Rob from the rich and give to the poor and don’t tell Will Scarlett. 

Waiting

Summer is ending, so begins fall

I am scared that the season will begin at all

Surrounded by people, and flinch at a call

Sit in a dark room with a chair at the wall

Should be outside with a rake and raking

Here inside at work and waiting

Home alone lying in bed

This month I lost my only friend

To a painful and abrupt end

Wake up in the morning and hear that he’s dead

Should be in the kitchen with cake that’s baking

Here inside at work and waiting.

Halloween comes with trick or treat

Or go to a party with people to meet

To creep and crawl with silent feet

And grope and fumble in darkness deep

Concentrate on something making

Here inside at work and waiting

Thanksgiving with my friendly family

November passes quite rapidly

Together with turkey, peas and tea

Advent begins in a cold grey sea

Winter is now and its breaking

I’m home inside at work and waiting

A

In December the birth of the son of God

I must remember what in his life he taught

Then sort the teachings out from a dark fog

Because Christmas is love not at all macabre

The frost grows on the lawn outside this morning

At the window inside at work and waiting

Happy New Year that begins with a seven

The angels above call down from heaven

To the earth below and meadows and oceans

Like the dough that sowed and rises when leavened

The days are short and nights sedating

In the kitchen alive at work and waiting

Is the vast bleakness a harbinger of Spring

When nature sets forth its most beautiful things

That grow quietly without sounds or rings

Or move about at night under moonlight scenes

With equal days and nights the equinox brings

The time flies by without break or sating

Here at work at home and waiting