Being a white southern male, I must agree that we need both a minority...and a female president. One that all races,sexes,religions,..and so on and so forth...could agree upon. It would be a unifying factor for our nation, and would qell some of the chatter around the woprld that we don't practice the equal rights that we preach. Condoleeza Rice has gained my admiration. I am not sure how much most people know about her, but she is quite an impressive lady. For the congressional panel...hindsight is 20/20. If, before 9/11, Bush (and her) had said " We need to bomb the hell out of Afghanistan, send thousands of troops over there, get rid of the Taliban, because we think they might crash some jumbo jets into the world trade center and pentagon and another in a field...he probably would have been impeached. Stop and think about it. The world was a different place then. Read up on Mrs Rice if you get a chance...that is enough for now...I haven't posted in awhile and am trying to decide if I am going to again or not...

I dunno.....

When you have an "I Hate My Job" day, try this. On your way home
> > from work, stop at your pharmacy and go to the thermometer section
> > and purchase a rectal thermometer made by Johnson and
> > Johnson.
> > Be very sure you get this brand. When you get home, lock your
> > doors, draw the curtains and disconnect the phone so you will not
> > be disturbed.
> > Change into very comfortable clothing and lie down on your bed.
> > Open the package and remove the thermometer. Now, carefully place
> > it on the bedside table so that it will not become chipped
> > or broken.
> > Take out the literature and read it carefully. You will notice
> > that in small print there is a statement,
> > "Every rectal thermometer made by Johnson and Johnson is
> > personally tested."
> > Now, close your eyes and repeat out loud five times: "I am so glad
> > I do not work for quality control at Johnson and Johnson."
> > HAVE A NICE DAY AND REMEMBER, THERE IS ALWAYS SOMEONE ELSE WITH A
JOB
> THAT
> > IS WORSE THAN YOURS!

Nothing irritates me more than ignorance and stupidity. In today's society
far too many people are complacent to continue on in their present
intellectual state without any desire or ambition to better themselves. Why?
How can one be content to not seek further intellectual development?

"Every man should live every second of every day, until he no longer casts a
shadow in the sun, with a question in his heart. For if he dies without a
question in his heart, what excuse is there for his continuance?"

             Frank Colby

An even more disturbing trend though is that modern businesses and
governments at times seem to support the ignorance of the masses. This is a
control issue that I will discuss later when I have the time.

"Stupid is as stupid does"
           
            The Great Forest Gump

I feel that one should never truly regret anything that you do. I, as I like
to think everyone does, believe that I always make the best decisions
possible at the time, given the information that I have. Yes in hindsight
one can always say I should have done this, or maybe something else
different. However at that point more information is available that, had you
had it earlier, would have made you make a different decision. So should you
regret that you made a bad decision because of information that you didn't
posses? No. Other decisions involve emotions. We often say we regret or are
sorry when our actions cause pain or grief to other people. If we knew this
ahead of time we should not regret that action because we accepted the other
persons misfortune as a consequence when we made the decision. If we did not
know it would cause the suffering to the other person then we have no reason
to regret it because, once again, the decision was made without us having
all of the information necessary.

If this makes absolutely no sense (which I have a vague feeling that it might not) then it is ok. I am sleepy and shall rest now.

(I will proof read it when I wake up)

I have always said that I want to make an impact on the lives of the people that I come into contact with. I want to make them see the world in a little different way. Hopefully better, but if nothing else at least different. I believe, for the most part, that I am successful with this. Recently I had a friend that I had not talked to in almost 8 years contact me, simply because she needed to talk. This person has been married for years, has 2 children and a completely different life from when we knew each other in high school. Yet when she was having problems, even after all of these years, she sought me out for advise. I must say this was quite flattering. I hope I can make this type of impact on everyone that comes to know me. I know I won’t, but that is my goal.

 

“Its not enough to meet the standards, I want to set the standards.”

                                                        Drill Sgt. Ft Benning, Ga

I usually don't discuss personal issues, but I will make an exception today. I just found out about an hour ago that a friend that I had worked with for 6 years killed himself last night. We fired him last month, and I played, I guess you would say, a crutial role in his termination. I have no respect for his actions. My sympathy is with his children (3) and family. Whatever grief made him feel the way he did has just been multiplied ten fold for those individuals. However I find , as I think most people do but don't admit it, that I have a morbid fascination with the details and circumstances concerning his final deed. How long had he been planning it? What was going through his ming in the final few moments? What was the last thing through his mind? IN the split second after the trigger was pulled and before he died, did he regret it? He is the second one in as many years.

What is done is done and I will dwell on it no more.

I must sleep now.

I often wonder what it is that drives other people. For me the answer is simple. I want the world to be a little bit different, not necessarily better or worse, but different because I have lived. I want to be remembered. Not just 10 years or 5o years after I die. I want to truly be remembered.If I died tonight what would you say tomorrow, in ten years, in fifty years upon hearing my name? You knew me, you loved me, or you love me?

I don't want to be another namelesss face in the bowels of history.