Up again this morning early. Actually, I was awake most of the night just laying there watching the clock. These miserable night shift hours I have are hell. Don’t mind the job too badly, but your body can never get in sync, in rhythm as it was. It don’t know whether it’s supposed to be up working or home sleeping. Later today I will have to take a nap.
That’s life though. At least I have a job, and didn’t join all those other thousands of people in the ranks of the unemployed last month. New numbers out every month. Unemployment up, the dollar down, the housing market is sunk, spending money on the war that we borrow from China, they are pulling our yo-yo strings on gas, lower interest rates: great for the market, terrible for people on fixed incomes who depend on interest to live. Great economy. Really strong according to President Bushman. He certainly don’t have to fret since he and Cheney have their oil and blood money waiting on them after they leave office. Wish they both had to come down and work 12 hour night shifts for a while. Better yet, give them both an Army uniform and an M-1, and put them out on the streets of Bagdad after dark. Serve them right.
And then what choices do we have coming up this year? The Manchurian candidate, Malcolm X-man (yes Rev. Wright, anything you say Rev. Wright) and Hillary Dillary. I don’t know what to call Hillary. At this point, she looks like a shoo-in to lose. Don’t you just know she is mad as hell about Obama sticking his nose in this year, in HER year? At his age he could have waited. If she loses, he has the wrath of the Clintons to deal with for years. Ah politics, don’t you love it?
Yesterday was Good Friday, and I thought about how Jesus was nailed to the cross and died, because his politics were not correct. All of the Jews welcomed him in to Jerusalem because they thought he had come to run the Romans out of town. Then when they found out he wasn’t a Four Star General, they killed him. Good thing for us, he knew the plan better than they did.
Rambling right along now, I was also thinking about how hard things are going to be 40 or 50 years into the future. Coping is going to be hard. Living is probably going to be hard. I am glad I am 57 I guess, although I wish I felt like I did when I was 27, still had all my teeth and didn’t have arthritis creeping up on me. Besides that, I am fine Thank You! But, seriously I think my generation has been the “golden generation” even though we have seen some wars, and some other bad historical glitches we have also probably seen the best years that the world will ever have to offer. I hope to God I am wrong, but things look like they are going to be tough from here on out, without some wisdom. I foresee crises in water and in fuel that are going to wrack the world.
We are already feeling the pinch on water in this country. Last year’s drought in the South drove home the point that you cannot take water for granted. We have wasted that precious resource for decades and more now without giving it a second thought. I guess we though Nature would clean up our messes. Boy, were we wrong. I think about that every time I drink a bottle of Dasani, or Propel. I look at work every night when I am there and I am appalled at all the water my Industry dirties up, and wastes. We had better get ahead of this coming crisis in water, young ones. Get into the game because in 50 years, fresh water is going to be worth more than gold!
As for the fuel, well that’s just mathematics. More people need more fuel. More people making things (read China, India, Viet Nam, etc., etc.,) the more fuel that is needed to make them. And believe me, right now those prenamed countries don’t give a rat’s rear how much they dirty the water or the atmosphere. Have you seen the latest pictures of the Ganges? Corpses floating down it and everything else and there’s still people out there washing their clothes in it and bathing in it. And how about the clouds of smog and dangerous clouds over Chinese cities. I would hate to be running a marathon there this summer. They better have plenty of O2 ready, cause they are going to need it. Probably some guy from Tibet with a bunch of Chinese soldiers after him will come running through and win the thing. Why can’t they just turn that back over to the Dali Lama? Beats me why they want to kill a bunch of monks.
Oh well, enough for rambling this morning I guess. Hope I can stay back in touch with everyone. I always say that, and then can hardly find the time to do anything but try and make money to make ends meet. I am trying to simplify, as I have said earlier and it’s going to get more and more that way through the rest of the year. Just cleaned out a lot of stuff yesterday and the rest is coming soon. I mean, why in the heck do I need 47 shirts in my closet?! I probably won’t wear some of them anymore the rest of my life. I think I am going to do like Simon Cowell, and just start wearing gray t-shirts and gray pants. That would make it simple.