If I could be a Jew I would proudly declare it. But since I am a Christian who considers himself ‘grafted’ onto the olive tree, let me proudly declare, that the nation of Israel is part of the miracle of Prophecy and that the ‘millstone’ promised to its enemies is one Prophecy the United States should not try to ignore. That Christ wept over Jerusalem should not escape this ‘Judeo-Christian’ nation.
For the rest of you in the United States, who are not proud Jews or Christians, I hope you are at least willing to admit to the vast wealth of institutions founded on Judeo-Christian principles, and for which this nation has been blessed. Our laws, arts and charities abound from these blessings. God has never been so estranged in this nation, nor from the world, as He is now.
The United States seems more and more confused as to its sense of direction, its purpose for being and its identity. Can it be any surprise that its newest president is likewise confused?
I can’t think of any traitor in history who was not confused. In fact, Balaam, Hezekiah, Judas, Barbara Streisand, George Soros and Rahm Emanuel all seem to share a common character trait. They all have exhibited a treacherous indifference to the common welfare of their race. They are all morally confused and ambiguous regarding their loyalties.
Balaam tried three times to curse the new nation of Israel at the behest of a rival king. Hezekiah tried to buy his security from the Assyrians by wrongly assuming that bragging about Israel’s riches and offering them a high tribute would assuage them from a military invasion. Judas turned Jesus over to the Romans by identifying him with a kiss. Some historical scholars think the thirty pieces of Silver was a sign of the treacherous contempt as well, because it was then only the going price for a slave, not the price for someone like Jesus.
Barbara Streisand repudiates nearly every Jewish settlement as an affront to ‘world peace’. George Soros is by his own admission a Nazi war criminal who helped capture his Jewish Neighbors and kept some of their belongings in payment. And now, Rahm Emanuel, Obama’s Chief of Staff, and apparently a stand-in for Hillary as head of the State Department, is assailing Israel with a poorly calculated assertion that, “In the next four years, there will be a peace agreement with the Palestinians on the basis of two states for two peoples, and it does not matter to us who is the prime minister.”
Personally I am not surprised to hear this. The calculations of cause and effect, which comprise history, do not afford many exceptions for the results of treachery, either to one's race, one's family or one's faith. It seems today as always, Jews are as much confused about their degrees of loyalty to their heritage as they are about God. Perhaps this is the root of their dilemma. It has been an expensive task for the nation of Israel to keep its own times and customs, but it has always been of benefit to the World.
That nation which has been blessed by another nation, must always be abundant with reciprocity. This is the true spirit of Peace. This is how successful civilization progresses. History provides no model of Peace whereby the sponsor has benefited by the weakening itself before a proven enemy. There are no guarantees from any Palestinian entity in this century, which have been honored long enough to be considered genuine. Israel is still daily under rocket and mortar attacks from the territories it “gave up” for peace.
Israeli outrage at Rahm’s comments is justified. His own father was intensely involved in preserving the Jewish State, and now his son could not be more indifferent. After all, being a 'token Jew' in the Obama white house and a big shot spokesman who can sample canards of pithy threats at the Jewish government, has its advantages.
Obama has a demonstrated penchant for disavowing the words of his supporters when necessary. He enjoys a nearly complete mastery of deniability and can thus test the waters with the toe of Rahm Emanuel without even the slightest tickle of accountability regarding his ‘true’ regard for Israel.
I expect that if this statement reaches some three million viewers on the Fox Network, Obama will have a teleprompted response within twenty-four hours, (or however long it takes his staff of three hundred or so to agree on the same verbiage), declaring the longstanding relationship with Israel and with the same smile he recently gave to Chavez, remind everyone his efforts are for Peace.
Cut to back light, show profile, swivel to the right . . exit with shoulders straight and head high . . . It will be a trademark execution of Obama political rhetoric and a performance we will all have to get used to over and over again, for the next few years of his term.
Don’t be fooled by Rahm's statement. The White house does care who is the Israeli prime minister. Ehud Olmert has proven to be an abysmally week leader, (and thus more useful to Obama), and has allowed so much terrorist activity to go unchecked for so long, one can easily imagine him agreeing to a ‘two state’ solution.
“Thank you Jimmy Carter,” for writing the Obama approved mid-east play book, and also for your newest book, reminding us all how well you dealt with the 'problem' of Israel.
NOT
Benjamin Netanyahu on the other hand will not roll over so easily. In fact, he is publicly announcing that he intends to attack Iran’s nuclear facilities, and Israel’s airforce will need to fly and refuel over Iraq to accomplish this.
The United States has a substantial military presence in Iraq.
Can a confused president who attacks republicans with more conviction than he does this nation’s harshest adversaries, really be counted on to not bungle this opportunity to ‘let’ Israel accomplish what will buy the United States and even the world, more time to hold back a despotic and insane terrorist regime from using nuclear weapons?
I doubt it. Obama is more likely to bow, and bow low. If the symbols of Christ are to be covered for the sake of Islam in Georgetown University, if he accidentally refers to his Muslim faith, if he must publicly announce, without qualification, that the United States is not a Christian or Jewish nation, how will he ever defend Israel?
He won’t.
Milton
Monday, April 20, 2009
Saturday, April 4, 2009
The Four - Legged Bullet
This just in from the memory department:
I’m in a four-wheel drive International Scout with two other people on a wildlife excursion into Denali National Park, Alaska. The road is unpaved yet maintained yearly with freshly graded gravel by a gold mine, which shared it with the park.
Since dawn there had been few sightings and we were already arguing about stopping for lunch. We stopped at a turnout near the edge of one the great mountain’s branches. Below lay the flattened expanse of a graveled shallow river, which was basically fed all summer by a melting glacier a few miles above us.
It was an opportune chance to get out, stretch and to squint through our binoculars on a more steady footing. The driver spotted a small dot about three miles below us that appeared to be moving across the plain below. Sure enough, as I focused upon it, an image resolved of a grizzly bear walking in our general direction.
It was impossible to get a perspective as to size and speed. Every reference object was either a random stone in the river’s wash or a small patch of tundra. It seemed like in only a minute or so that the bear’s size had doubled and he had already glided across the ribbons of glacial runoff. He was now poised at the edge of our promontory and disappeared about a quarter of a mile below us.
I suddenly had the urge to get closer to the Scout and used the excuse of gaining a higher vantage on the roof. The Grizzly was only a few hundred yards below us when it had last been seen seconds before, bursting through some brush into a brief clearing. I opened the doors to the Scout and startled everyone with a warning that we might be too close. Checking the wind direction, I had hoped we were downwind from where the Grizzly seemed to be heading.
Suddenly the sound of branches crashing and stones tumbling announced the entrance of our ‘wildlife’ subject. He seemed to be very busy and intent on getting somewhere the entire time we had observed him, yet now, as he emerged onto the roadway, I was stunned to see this monster stand up on his hind legs to a height of at least ten feet. He paused and panned the air with a rather articulated snout, flaring it like a rodeo horse and snorting a few brief puffs of air.
The feeling of hunger in my stomach quickly disappeared, to be replaced by a slight nausea. I was relieved as this beast retracted again and bounded up to a nearby outcropping of scattered rocks and bare dirt. “What was this bear doing?” I puzzled.
The answer soon became apparent. The bear was what I guessed to be at least 1,500 pounds, and slavishly devoted to its nose. He followed it rapidly to a small hole under one of the outcroppings rocks and he stood up on his hind legs with both front paws raised to the sky. Quite like a blacksmith at the forge, he slammed those paws down above the hole and a fat squirrel emerged quickly between his legs in a state of alarm. It was not to be a good day for the squirrel. The articulation and speed of this once misunderstood animal was far faster than I could have imagined. Seconds later the squirrel had been shaken and swallowed, only to be followed in like fashion by five others.
This event happened a mere fifty yards from where we stood. To say that any of us had time to exit the vicinity before this mighty Grizzly could have reached us was myth. No driver in the Indy 500 could have exited from the pits in enough time to escape from being this guy’s lunch.
The wind and our luck were in our favor.
I would live to tell this story again and again to my family and friends.
How wonderful not to be eaten alive!
Milton
I’m in a four-wheel drive International Scout with two other people on a wildlife excursion into Denali National Park, Alaska. The road is unpaved yet maintained yearly with freshly graded gravel by a gold mine, which shared it with the park.
Since dawn there had been few sightings and we were already arguing about stopping for lunch. We stopped at a turnout near the edge of one the great mountain’s branches. Below lay the flattened expanse of a graveled shallow river, which was basically fed all summer by a melting glacier a few miles above us.
It was an opportune chance to get out, stretch and to squint through our binoculars on a more steady footing. The driver spotted a small dot about three miles below us that appeared to be moving across the plain below. Sure enough, as I focused upon it, an image resolved of a grizzly bear walking in our general direction.
It was impossible to get a perspective as to size and speed. Every reference object was either a random stone in the river’s wash or a small patch of tundra. It seemed like in only a minute or so that the bear’s size had doubled and he had already glided across the ribbons of glacial runoff. He was now poised at the edge of our promontory and disappeared about a quarter of a mile below us.
I suddenly had the urge to get closer to the Scout and used the excuse of gaining a higher vantage on the roof. The Grizzly was only a few hundred yards below us when it had last been seen seconds before, bursting through some brush into a brief clearing. I opened the doors to the Scout and startled everyone with a warning that we might be too close. Checking the wind direction, I had hoped we were downwind from where the Grizzly seemed to be heading.
Suddenly the sound of branches crashing and stones tumbling announced the entrance of our ‘wildlife’ subject. He seemed to be very busy and intent on getting somewhere the entire time we had observed him, yet now, as he emerged onto the roadway, I was stunned to see this monster stand up on his hind legs to a height of at least ten feet. He paused and panned the air with a rather articulated snout, flaring it like a rodeo horse and snorting a few brief puffs of air.
The feeling of hunger in my stomach quickly disappeared, to be replaced by a slight nausea. I was relieved as this beast retracted again and bounded up to a nearby outcropping of scattered rocks and bare dirt. “What was this bear doing?” I puzzled.
The answer soon became apparent. The bear was what I guessed to be at least 1,500 pounds, and slavishly devoted to its nose. He followed it rapidly to a small hole under one of the outcroppings rocks and he stood up on his hind legs with both front paws raised to the sky. Quite like a blacksmith at the forge, he slammed those paws down above the hole and a fat squirrel emerged quickly between his legs in a state of alarm. It was not to be a good day for the squirrel. The articulation and speed of this once misunderstood animal was far faster than I could have imagined. Seconds later the squirrel had been shaken and swallowed, only to be followed in like fashion by five others.
This event happened a mere fifty yards from where we stood. To say that any of us had time to exit the vicinity before this mighty Grizzly could have reached us was myth. No driver in the Indy 500 could have exited from the pits in enough time to escape from being this guy’s lunch.
The wind and our luck were in our favor.
I would live to tell this story again and again to my family and friends.
How wonderful not to be eaten alive!
Milton
More That I Don’t Understand
I puzzle every day about things that don’t add up. I actually enjoy a world with lots of question marks in it, but I think that’s mainly because I like the human process of discovery.
To size up a political candidate’s thinking process accurately, it is best to have some information about his past before he ran for office. Obama has an obscure past, but now that the sanctioned candidate has gone on record, we are more likely to hear the demographically designed media mind mangling which is familiar to the seasoned observer.
Yes, I believe this is what one euphemistically refers to as ‘spin’.
Unemployment, foreclosures, business failures and essentially all the leading indicators one associates with a bear market, seem strangely disconnected as the stock market is bounding upwards today on a supply of optimism I do not share. Nevertheless, I hope wall street knows something substantially factual about the general state of our economy that all this is based on. I would prefer now to be wrong. We need a very long rally.
I render to the reader my own opinions as to the new drivers in the world of stocks and bonds:
There are enough new dollars suddenly appearing in the world economy to threaten a few hectares of forest. Ah, but this is incorrect really, as cotton and linen comprise the bulk of our currency, so I guess the trees are still safe.
Also, The Fed is buying our own treasury bonds to “shore up confidence” in our national debt. This has pushed down yields and made more than a few economists add a few ropes to their furrowed brows. Still, China, though making noise about abandoning the dollar, appears to be cautiously studying us in a manner that reminds me of a past neighbor boy who used to time how long mice could hold their breath under a bucket of water before drowning (he must have realized early in his demented ten-year-old life, that mice emit carbon dioxide). There is here in symbol if not from economic history, a recognized time lag before collateral consequences set in. I personally hold no records for holding my breath, but I do believe that for some speculators, the contrived rule that we are ‘too big’ to fail, is encouraging some of the new buying.
In the energy sector, evil oil and evil coal are going to be produced less in the United States. Obama’s new interior secretary feverishly shut down dozens of new oil leases and Obama certainly made no secret of his desire to “bankrupt” the coal industry, primarily with the use of another contrivance of this century, the carbon emissions penalty. Never mind that a ton of coal only costs about four dollars (roughly 150 times cheaper than diesel) that we are in a century long record breaking solar minimum and also currently experiencing a ten year decline in world temperatures. Global warming still remains a liberal article of faith for Obama. Humans, of whom we are told number way too many, have supposedly caused global warming with all of our unnecessary wanton good living. Shame on us! Obviously, if Obama is going to create a shortage in fossil fuels, then of course, energy stocks are going to go up . . . even though vacations will go down.
What if we have global cooling next? How will this be our fault too?
So we have a less guilt-ridden alternative right? Obama has a “renewable energy plan”? The only thing really standing of record is a 17 billion dollar tax incentive. If America threw 200 billion dollars in hard cash into windmills and solar farms, we might add 3% to our energy needs . . . after about ten years of intensive effort. But perhaps with government-assisted partial birth abortion and legalized euthanasia, I am sure we can cut down on our need for more power in the Obama future.
Fiat, an Italian automaker which specializes in particularly claustrophobic transportation devices, was shrewdly turned down by GM on February 13, with a 2 billion dollar buyout, a survival strategy designed to prevent a contractual merger which probably would have driven American stock holders away in disgust. Fiat, which coincidentally has been loosing about 2 billion dollars a year since 2000, has longstanding and parasitic leftist labor contracts that make the UAW contracts look downright accommodating. Now it appears, that Chrysler is being strong-armed by the Obama team to buy Fiat
. . . or else! Or else what?
Nobody seems to really know why the American Taxpayer has to pay for Fiat’s bail out too. I can only guess at Obama’s reasoning. Perhaps he believes he can force teeny-weeny cars into the American market place after the price of gasoline hits twelve dollars a gallon. Perhaps we need to double the fatal auto accident rate in these cute little death traps, so mommy earth will not have to support as many human life forms. Perhaps we all just need to rethink our commitment to the good life, settle down and buy more stock in our demise. What this all seems to add up to is this:
We need to die.
As most people know by now, weak banks are being fed bailout cash like cotton candy at the fair, while stronger more responsible banks are carrying their own lunch. Of course, in addition to the bailout money come the strings. Bonus money is now taboo and the best executive talents these banks had are being tossed ceremoniously onto the public pyre. Why Wall Street is now eager to replace these executive managers, with government-appointed gnomes, who may have previously had careers at the DMV or IRS, is a mystery to me.
Again, I just don’t know. The last time I was at the IRS, I left counting my fingers, just to make sure they were still there. The last time I was at the DMV, I got the wrong form and had to stand in the same line twice. Take a number folks, its time for nationalized banking.
How do you buy a toxic asset and make it go away, anyway? The last time I bought a gallon of sour milk, I was still short two bucks and I still had to throw it away.
Well, we still have some manufacturing left in this country right? The future of manufacturing in America looks promising right? You should hear the ‘American’ businessmen I deal with, who often contemptuously scoff at bidding even the smallest iota away from cheap Chinese manufacturing.
But let’s be fair. In the United States, manufacturing is taxed on capital gains, high environmental permit fees and enough red tape to fell King Kong – and easily discourage manufacturing in general. But, couple this fact, that many of these business taxes, including our personal income taxes, support a world wide defense umbrella for which America is significantly encumbered. We are thus relieving the commensurate amount of capital from competing nations who would otherwise pay well for their own defense (Japan and South Korea to name a few).
There’s a nearly-dead city called Detroit and there’s a thriving city in Washington D.C. Hear this “tale of two cities.” Washington D.C. has produced more business for Japan, Germany, France and England during the past 20 years than it ever did for American Auto manufacturers. True, democrats do have a love affair with the UAW voting block, and have helped ensure its deteriorating competitiveness with its usual politically incestuous arrangements, but damn it, Americans have an obligation in this country to buy the best automobiles at the best price, even when foreign companies like ‘Fiat’ are heavily subsidized by their governments. How, for instance, does a powerhouse like Boeing Aircraft lose a bidding war for the new airforce refueling tanker? Airbus, a German aircraft manufacturer, pays for inside information from an American congressmen, and then it nudges the German government to subsidize its shortfall. No surprise then, when Airbus wins the contract.
America, Boeing . . . you lose.
The M1A2 main battle tank, arguably the finest death machine in its class, is produced in America right? Well, some of it is. It’s Allison Turbine power house is made in France, it’s radio and fire control electronics are full of Japanese parts and a NATO treaty contract keeps this weapon in tow for years to come with foreign business.
By the way, what part of NATO comes to our aid if we are under attack?
We used to dominate the steel industry, textiles, lumber, refining, chemicals and a long list of bedrock concerns, now lost to countries like Japan, China, Canada and even India. Many times foreign countries can obtain leases for extracting American resources easier than we can, and if they can’t, they may even tap an oil well anyway, like China recently did 60 miles off shore from Florida.
“I drink your milk shake,” is true.
We still sit on mountains of ore, coal, lakes of oil, idle farmlands, which are the envy of the world and we invented many of the chemical processes now used around the world.
Thousands of German chemists came to America over half a century ago because the rewards of American industry beckoned them. The Chemist, with whom I share both passion and profession, used to belong to an esteemed science. The word ‘chemical’ now seems to sit in the American lexicon next to Mafia and Cancer. This is unfortunate, both for Americans who send good paying jobs overseas and for validating the American myth making media machine.
We still make delicious hamburgers and good houses in the United States. Unfortunately, according to most experts, we make too many of both. It’s as if Americans want to be productive. Its as if Americans need to make stuff as a byproduct of its essential character. Many Americans still have this old habit of striving to be the best. It’s as if the American dream wants to come back. Perhaps the stock market wants America to come back so badly, it is now fueled primarily . . .
. . . By this want.
Milton
To size up a political candidate’s thinking process accurately, it is best to have some information about his past before he ran for office. Obama has an obscure past, but now that the sanctioned candidate has gone on record, we are more likely to hear the demographically designed media mind mangling which is familiar to the seasoned observer.
Yes, I believe this is what one euphemistically refers to as ‘spin’.
Unemployment, foreclosures, business failures and essentially all the leading indicators one associates with a bear market, seem strangely disconnected as the stock market is bounding upwards today on a supply of optimism I do not share. Nevertheless, I hope wall street knows something substantially factual about the general state of our economy that all this is based on. I would prefer now to be wrong. We need a very long rally.
I render to the reader my own opinions as to the new drivers in the world of stocks and bonds:
There are enough new dollars suddenly appearing in the world economy to threaten a few hectares of forest. Ah, but this is incorrect really, as cotton and linen comprise the bulk of our currency, so I guess the trees are still safe.
Also, The Fed is buying our own treasury bonds to “shore up confidence” in our national debt. This has pushed down yields and made more than a few economists add a few ropes to their furrowed brows. Still, China, though making noise about abandoning the dollar, appears to be cautiously studying us in a manner that reminds me of a past neighbor boy who used to time how long mice could hold their breath under a bucket of water before drowning (he must have realized early in his demented ten-year-old life, that mice emit carbon dioxide). There is here in symbol if not from economic history, a recognized time lag before collateral consequences set in. I personally hold no records for holding my breath, but I do believe that for some speculators, the contrived rule that we are ‘too big’ to fail, is encouraging some of the new buying.
In the energy sector, evil oil and evil coal are going to be produced less in the United States. Obama’s new interior secretary feverishly shut down dozens of new oil leases and Obama certainly made no secret of his desire to “bankrupt” the coal industry, primarily with the use of another contrivance of this century, the carbon emissions penalty. Never mind that a ton of coal only costs about four dollars (roughly 150 times cheaper than diesel) that we are in a century long record breaking solar minimum and also currently experiencing a ten year decline in world temperatures. Global warming still remains a liberal article of faith for Obama. Humans, of whom we are told number way too many, have supposedly caused global warming with all of our unnecessary wanton good living. Shame on us! Obviously, if Obama is going to create a shortage in fossil fuels, then of course, energy stocks are going to go up . . . even though vacations will go down.
What if we have global cooling next? How will this be our fault too?
So we have a less guilt-ridden alternative right? Obama has a “renewable energy plan”? The only thing really standing of record is a 17 billion dollar tax incentive. If America threw 200 billion dollars in hard cash into windmills and solar farms, we might add 3% to our energy needs . . . after about ten years of intensive effort. But perhaps with government-assisted partial birth abortion and legalized euthanasia, I am sure we can cut down on our need for more power in the Obama future.
Fiat, an Italian automaker which specializes in particularly claustrophobic transportation devices, was shrewdly turned down by GM on February 13, with a 2 billion dollar buyout, a survival strategy designed to prevent a contractual merger which probably would have driven American stock holders away in disgust. Fiat, which coincidentally has been loosing about 2 billion dollars a year since 2000, has longstanding and parasitic leftist labor contracts that make the UAW contracts look downright accommodating. Now it appears, that Chrysler is being strong-armed by the Obama team to buy Fiat
. . . or else! Or else what?
Nobody seems to really know why the American Taxpayer has to pay for Fiat’s bail out too. I can only guess at Obama’s reasoning. Perhaps he believes he can force teeny-weeny cars into the American market place after the price of gasoline hits twelve dollars a gallon. Perhaps we need to double the fatal auto accident rate in these cute little death traps, so mommy earth will not have to support as many human life forms. Perhaps we all just need to rethink our commitment to the good life, settle down and buy more stock in our demise. What this all seems to add up to is this:
We need to die.
As most people know by now, weak banks are being fed bailout cash like cotton candy at the fair, while stronger more responsible banks are carrying their own lunch. Of course, in addition to the bailout money come the strings. Bonus money is now taboo and the best executive talents these banks had are being tossed ceremoniously onto the public pyre. Why Wall Street is now eager to replace these executive managers, with government-appointed gnomes, who may have previously had careers at the DMV or IRS, is a mystery to me.
Again, I just don’t know. The last time I was at the IRS, I left counting my fingers, just to make sure they were still there. The last time I was at the DMV, I got the wrong form and had to stand in the same line twice. Take a number folks, its time for nationalized banking.
How do you buy a toxic asset and make it go away, anyway? The last time I bought a gallon of sour milk, I was still short two bucks and I still had to throw it away.
Well, we still have some manufacturing left in this country right? The future of manufacturing in America looks promising right? You should hear the ‘American’ businessmen I deal with, who often contemptuously scoff at bidding even the smallest iota away from cheap Chinese manufacturing.
But let’s be fair. In the United States, manufacturing is taxed on capital gains, high environmental permit fees and enough red tape to fell King Kong – and easily discourage manufacturing in general. But, couple this fact, that many of these business taxes, including our personal income taxes, support a world wide defense umbrella for which America is significantly encumbered. We are thus relieving the commensurate amount of capital from competing nations who would otherwise pay well for their own defense (Japan and South Korea to name a few).
There’s a nearly-dead city called Detroit and there’s a thriving city in Washington D.C. Hear this “tale of two cities.” Washington D.C. has produced more business for Japan, Germany, France and England during the past 20 years than it ever did for American Auto manufacturers. True, democrats do have a love affair with the UAW voting block, and have helped ensure its deteriorating competitiveness with its usual politically incestuous arrangements, but damn it, Americans have an obligation in this country to buy the best automobiles at the best price, even when foreign companies like ‘Fiat’ are heavily subsidized by their governments. How, for instance, does a powerhouse like Boeing Aircraft lose a bidding war for the new airforce refueling tanker? Airbus, a German aircraft manufacturer, pays for inside information from an American congressmen, and then it nudges the German government to subsidize its shortfall. No surprise then, when Airbus wins the contract.
America, Boeing . . . you lose.
The M1A2 main battle tank, arguably the finest death machine in its class, is produced in America right? Well, some of it is. It’s Allison Turbine power house is made in France, it’s radio and fire control electronics are full of Japanese parts and a NATO treaty contract keeps this weapon in tow for years to come with foreign business.
By the way, what part of NATO comes to our aid if we are under attack?
We used to dominate the steel industry, textiles, lumber, refining, chemicals and a long list of bedrock concerns, now lost to countries like Japan, China, Canada and even India. Many times foreign countries can obtain leases for extracting American resources easier than we can, and if they can’t, they may even tap an oil well anyway, like China recently did 60 miles off shore from Florida.
“I drink your milk shake,” is true.
We still sit on mountains of ore, coal, lakes of oil, idle farmlands, which are the envy of the world and we invented many of the chemical processes now used around the world.
Thousands of German chemists came to America over half a century ago because the rewards of American industry beckoned them. The Chemist, with whom I share both passion and profession, used to belong to an esteemed science. The word ‘chemical’ now seems to sit in the American lexicon next to Mafia and Cancer. This is unfortunate, both for Americans who send good paying jobs overseas and for validating the American myth making media machine.
We still make delicious hamburgers and good houses in the United States. Unfortunately, according to most experts, we make too many of both. It’s as if Americans want to be productive. Its as if Americans need to make stuff as a byproduct of its essential character. Many Americans still have this old habit of striving to be the best. It’s as if the American dream wants to come back. Perhaps the stock market wants America to come back so badly, it is now fueled primarily . . .
. . . By this want.
Milton
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