This role would be similar to the flight controller for Santa Clause and his helpers on Christmas where they can enter severely congested areas. Cities are the worst because his duplicate helpers need to be in the thousands just to work one night and globally it's in the billions.
We need a safety Santa fight controller, too!
We also need a global poop Czar who can monitor our poop for viral infections with millions of workers taking samples to contain the next pandemic.
Another job that few have considered is the thermometer readers needed to prove climate change is real. We need at least six weeks of winter data to prove that in the summer the earth is heating up. We can pay for this by printing money or penalizing any business using power other than the military, pharmaceutical companies and Walmart.
I thought so. Had I been frugal, and sober I would have had the mindset to understand things a lot sooner.
It is what it is but we work very hard to circumnavigate the resources we've been given whilst living the impression that we're going out on our own seeking the knowledge of the world. The knowledge of the world is carefully cultivated to extract wealth, keep us ignorant and always looking for the next shopping experience.
“As the entrepreneur and investor Scott Galloway has pointed out on numerous occasions, big tech are the biggest welfare queens that ever stalked the Earth. They’ve all drawn vast benefits from public money, chased countless tax breaks and demanded even more. Far from being some heroic form of risk-taking done without a single handout, theirs is the capitalism of the school bake sale – someone else buys all the ingredients and does most of the cooking, and the kids then claim they have turned a profit for the good of humanity.”
https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2025/jan/31/tech-bros-deepseek-china-sam-altman-openai
The pagan temples are disguised in many ways. The priests use spells of long prayers to extract the treasure of the insecure hegemony. They proclaim, "Here is a great god of wits and mind that will make your citizens dumb and blind. Give us your treasure and this you'll see will double in value from today it be!"
Good Morning.
It's Saturday and for some it's the weekend, a day of rest or a recovery day from Friday's debauchery. I personally used to call this day, "Hangover shopping day."
My thing was to get coffee and sail the independent and big box book stores. Hungover, I would eagerly search for spiritual solutions to my dismal life.
In my text treasure hunt I would also seek out the great poets. Allen Ginsburg, Jack What's His Face, The Beatnik's, Charles Bukowski or anyone else who would reiterate that my dance with the Devil was purposeful and awakening.
Eventually after years of benders I would find that I was like Larry of the Razor's Edge, tearing up the pages of my book for warmth in some cold, coffin near the sky. O' Somerset Mayhem why has thou forgotten me?
To be a scribe, poet or man of the letters is to be a reader of many pages of the good, had and ugly. It's a gambling tendency to beat the house of God. The house always wins in the end. That's where the Creator resides.
Today, I'm grateful that those days are gone. They are not, however, too distant. It is easy to fall into the trap of power to will and reason. Reason is itself a superstition that central planning knows everything and everything in the Universe can be managed by perception. It's laughable at best.
Today, I bend my knee and start my day praying for forgiveness, strength and the knowledge, not reason, of how to navigate this course today. I'm grateful for the gift of life and I must make the most of this gift by doing my service to God with love and joy being the side effects!
I wish you all the same. This human life is not to be wasted on accumulating treasure of this world. Instead you may find you have treasure by proxy of service or none at all it is not yours it is the Lord's and he will do what it is that needs to be done through us if we let him.
Jesus went into the temple according to Luke and cast out the ones selling and buying...
Luk 19:45-46 KJV And he went into the temple, and began to cast out them that sold therein, and them that bought;
46. Saying unto them, It is written, My house is the house of prayer: but ye have made it a den of thieves.
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Good Night, Y'all.
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I'm very grateful that I'm not a woman.
Good Night.
I've got the phones. The report you were working on I'll re-read and lose it for you. I'll fax you something irrelevant tomorrow morning.
Take care.
Adios!