"Free to Choose" (Milton Friedman)

Let me just start by stating that for a time I will be blogging fun and serious items. Tonite..a serious blog. This is for all those on Facebook who enjoy posting news breaks, updates, commentated material, Glenn Beckisms, Bill O'reillyisms and general online articles they come across in the course of the day. Milton Friedman. Look him up. Don Not Wikipedia him. Do the right and honorable thing and actual investigate him. Brilliant economist. You do not need a Ph.D to understand his book : Free to Choose. Read it. Really pay attention and Read it. Written in the
1960's and extremely controversial but ground breaking, just about everything he predicted has come true or is on its way to being true. Not a long book, you should be ok. And then go ahead and post all the articles and shocking news you want. But at least you will have a clear idea and understanding of where our country is and why it is. And. And. wait for it folks.....after reading his book and if you choose to read more GREAT....You cannot, I repeat, cannot act Shocked in any way shape or form of the state of our economy, society and world wide reputation. Remember folks "money is the root of all evil" so lets start studying and looking at how this country handles money and how the Economic System really works, you need to put the "policy critique" to the side and learn to think beyond that, because that is not the underlying issue, it is masked by the policy. I have studied him quite extensively along with Greenspan, Goldman Sachs, Dr. Anna J. Shwartz ( "A Monetary History of the United States" READ IT, Phenomenal book.) and NBER(look it up). I am a little tired of the quality lacking in some of the articles that appear in general and appear on Facebook...so as you can you read I am firing back. If people care about the "state of the union" and care about their children's "futures" as they state, then I feel strongly in taking a step back and doing some hard research not just of policy/constitution but of prominent people in our past, what people in our past have accomplished, in what direction they were moving. History repeats itself and I feel that the Glenn Beckisms, the Bill O'Riellyisms only carry people into a state of fear and panic. End of point. Surfing the net all day for news is great but there is more to it. Leverage for most debates and arguments don't come from YOUTUBE clips but from our ancestors and martyrs and great thinkers, innovators and inventors. Thank you. Next blog will be about the current misconception of GOLD...remember folks...GOLD is a ...Commodity. Till next time.

Hmmmm...Food for Thought.

Well a bit of an uneventful day ,except lunch with the ladies. Our every other thursday lunch meeting (EOT Meeting:)). Happy about the Yankees. And I will say I was a little sad last night when it was all over. In these very rough times in this country and even being an American these days, watching The World Series made me for a little while feel more patriotic, more American. Like the nostalgia of old fashioned American past time kicked into my soul. It was a nice break from "healthcare,murder, rape, abuse, bad economy, unemployment, liberal versus conservative. For about three and a half hours it was just rooting for your baseball team. The excitment of homeruns and strike outs, RBI's and triple plays. Waiting for the cameramen to scan the crowd for famous faces sitting in the stands. Am I saying sit in front of your t.v. and just ignore the reality outside your door? No, of course not, but sometimes its nice to be able to be part of team rooting for a team and the only requirement is that you have some good team loyalty and a set of lungs!

Improvment in all Areas.

Ok..well I am going to attempt to improve my blog page here..it is a bit scraggly. If anyone has any suggestions let me know . Please be patient I am new at this. Well on to an actual post. I have realized that my youngest dog enjoys annoying me to the point were I feel I should be put on medication. Yesterday know matter where I went in the house he was there,under my feet. Every time I bent over to pick up something or put it down he was there to slobber all over my face and run off down the hall quick before I could swat him away. When people are talking to me on the phone Im sure all they hear is " blue get down ,blue put it down, blue NO, blue leave Fasa alone, blue get back here ect..." I just cannot take it some days. I wish I had the money to hire a dog sitter just for an hour or so a week. He ate a water bottle top the other day, so I spent the day watching him like a hawk, waiting for either an eruption out of his hind quarters or his mouth. Nothing happened. But I guarantee you like a week from now when I'm out, I'll come home to some kind of disgusting bottle top mess. Don't get me wrong I love my dogs, but somedays I do feel like I am raising a couple of two year old's. Ah, what can you do...its life.

I Stopped

I stopped 7 months and 3 weeks ago and took a look...at myself. I stopped for a brief moment and saw a woman in her late twenties. I stopped and saw for a brief moment and saw a nineteen year old with no direction and no care either. I stopped and saw for a brief moment many attempts to reach that pinnacle of success and beauty, end up in vain and denial. I stopped and saw a fleeting glimpse of twenty something years of a miserably failed relationship immersed in distrust and bitterness. I stopped and saw a darting image of a woman who for the first time I let myself see as a human being struggling with her own demons, instead of placing her back on that pure pedestal, I let her stay on the floor of reality. I stopped and for one second let twenty bad years go. I stopped and for two days realized he is on my side and that he too must do battle and that we cannot be each others wars and survive. I stopped for eight months and saw, Me in the true light of what I am and what my life is. And that is, I still don't know where I stand on the other side of this mirror.

Purpose

Well, today was a humbling day and that's as far as I can take that comment. But I do hope that blogging will help alleviate some tension and worry about my current situation. I am a worry wart and Icant help it. If I could just market it ! If you need some worrying done just call me I charge by the hour. But I will say that I have learned some lessons in the past eight months of joblessness. (if that's a word) I've learned who my real friends are, what a wonderful man my boyfriend is and that my family can actually (briefly) put aside judgement and be supportive and encouraging. Its funny, I am happier now then I have been in a long time, given my situation. Happier now than when I did have a job and money and a whole boat load of materilasitc nonsense and a broken heart and spirit. But it's almost as if a burden has been lifted off my shoulders along with my soul, I mean even though I still have to worry about how I'm gonna make it finacially, but still a weight has been lifted. Maybe its because I cant afford to keep up with the Jones's or be the Jones's, I can just be honest now and say to society..I dont have a job, I got laid off, I have to be fruggle and smart with my money. Not spend every waking hour working, busting my butt, for what? to race around the mall and stores with all the others like a bunch of caged "shopping lunatic rats" ( dont get me wrong I like shopping, it's good for the economyand all, just trying to exaggerate a point here.) Either way life goes on and all I can do is hang on for the ride however smooth or bumpy it may get.