Chile Forum

MikieO wrote:. . . . It'll be interesting what the "candidates" (Diebold shoo ins) have to say about the amnesty when citizens are unemployed in record numbers.

Hey, give the amnestied illegals the vote and who'll care about the disenfranchised erstwhile citizens!

true, those unemployed bums don't even pay taxes anymore!

I don't know if I would call them unemployed bums since I think they are neither. In other words they are not unemployed and they are not bums of the type that sit around and panhandle for money.

Incidentally I don't know if the problem of illegal aliens in the U.S. can be solved until companies and individuals stop hiring them. If no one gave them work there would be no problem with illegal aliens to speak of! But homeowners use them all the time to cut their grass, do renovations, or whatever and businesses hire them because they will work for cheap. Stop the hiring and you stop illegal aliens.

American's are cutting their own throat with this problem in the sense that for all the talk against illegal aliens, American's continue to hire them.

Carlos

Hi Carlos, without belaboring the point, you've missed a little humor.

MikieO wrote:Hi Carlos, without belaboring the point, you've missed a little humor.

Sorry MikieO . It's awefully hard to tell when someone says something in a humorous way over the Internet sometimes. There's no body language, facial expressions, tonal voice intonations, or otherwise. Just the written word.

It's true, Carlos: MikieO and I were bantering for comic relief -- but relief from the bad situation that you correctly analyze. Toleration of ever-wider-spread wrongdoing is destructive of a voluntary society, such as the United States. I hope that Chile, now beginning to suffer from the same affliction of illegal immigration, can learn from the American failure; so far, though, it doesn't look promising.

I didn't know it was going to be today but it was....I have just finished the day here and in the car on the way back from a meet; all the parts came together.

I remember when I was 7 and I sat on a cactus. I was outside playing and fell backward onto it whereby an entire section brokeoff as it was securely attached to my ass. I left my bike in the field where we were, couldn't ride it right?, and ran the 10 or so blocks home assured that the death poisen from the cactus, still stuck on my ass, would kill me before I got there. I would die on the sidewalk writheing in pain with green frothe passing over my lips onto the ground. My buddies thought so too as I am fairly sure they followed me home for the sole reason of witnessing it. I made it home of course and mother P dis-encaged the alien from where it was, sucking my vital fluids through my backside. I continued screaming for another 25 minutes convinced that the beavertail cactus was still stuck. I wouldn't dare look or try to touch it or even pull it off myself. I could feel that it was still stuck. I distinctly recall the pricks of course but then also the weight and the odd trapped tight feeling my jeans had like some note pinned to a bulliten board. It tallied up to mean one thing....if 25 minutes of screaming and panic could not induce mother P to pull off the green, prickly infidel then I would just have to do it myself. My astonishment was that it had already been gone 25 minutes and yet I was convinced that it still remained and like so many terrors that we live through as children and adults, when the issue is actually faced, its easier to handle.

I was out playing 15 minutes later...with a machette...cutting down every clump of cactus I could find. I worked my way back to the bike I left, metered out an especialy concentrated form of punishment for the original offender that started it all and moved onto another game. Reading this, you are most likely thinking that I smoked the cactus...but its only an illustration of course. The first part of my story didn't include an interesting sidebar but I'll tell it now....on the way back to the house about every block or so I stopped. I stopped for several reasons that always ended in the same result...ultimate panic and the rush to the next block. I stopped because I didn't want my motorcade of buddies see me cry...i took advantage to wipe away the tears and man up. I stopped because I was little, tired and out of breath and finaly I stopped to reach back...to touch it...that green devil tongue of shame and hurt....carefully I would allow my hand to descend, hoping that I'd find....anything other than what I really knew to be there...an ice cream cone....a bag of licorice...but each time I met hell and it was painted green.

Over the years I've been able to do a lot of things....my earnings have always been up to me, which I have prefered but its meant that I have had to be creative at times to put beans on the table. The rule of the day has always been to keep a weather eye, a hand for me and a hand for the boat and buy high and sell higher among other things. You are only as good as your last day so be ready. Ever observant I was ready and about three years ago...I might have smelled it, seen it...tasted it...I don't know but it was there...what was it?...I don't know but it wsn't good. I had long ago sat on the cactus and had no idea; I was now on that first block reaching back to see what had gotten a hold of me...that was 3 years ago, but it wasn't until today I went out the front door with a machete...


P out.

This is going to be good...

I have found it interesting, and disturbing, that almost everyone I talk to back in the old home country, feels a sense of gloom, and perhaps doom. The job market is precarious (my daughter with a masters degree and monumental student loans, out of work for more than six months), the price of gas, the plummeting (plummeted) housing market, health care premiums, and high gas prices...I hear no one saying, "Hey! Aren't we lucky!?" We can put this all in financial perspective, but the general feeling of doom is something that is disturbing. I get the feeling like people are tired of hearing the same old rhetoric, and expecting something different, keep getting the same results, only finding themselves deeper and deeper mired. The only possible light at the end of the tunnel seems to be - the Election. And I am thrilled to see record numbers registering to vote, and exercising the vote. Young people, people who never voted before. And possibly, a new administration that will cause the US to again be proud of foreign policy, and fiscal responsibility. It will be a long climb out, but maybe we have a wagon to hitch our hopes to again.

State of the States...

As long as elections are rigged, they are another deception and distraction of the people.

As long as people keep thinking a person on a white horse will lead them to the promised land, they will continue to be deceived.

Those who seriously see a change with Establishment approved politicos like Obama, Hillary, Mccain or Romney are deceiving themselves.

Vote if you must but have a plan B and a plan C where you do actually protect yourself because no one else will.

All IMHOs of course.

Amen!

well in a few hours we should have a clear democratic nominee, for what ever that is worth. Hopefully it is clear.

Thought our purple blog best summed up the current state of the states.

continued....

THE US IS NOW A THIRD WORLD COUNTRY

What’s your definition of third world? No doubt there are soft and hard examples everyone can give; maybe a few that are questionably valid but to me it’s always been a bunch of little things that add up, all holding hands together, to make a whole.

I started thinking about it a little more than 3 years ago. Initially, it was my clients that set me to ponder; it had always been that in 10 jobs I had maybe one bad one. When the number began to grow to 3 bad jobs in 10 and showed no signs of getting better, I knew something had to be done. In the mix of thinning down the work force and analyzing what I could do to staunch the blood flow I got the idea to look around.

I have always believed that big things come from small things; it would be best to start with the small things. I focused and as I made my way through the day I began to take note of whatever came to mind. I first began this habit in Chile when I was living there during Pinochet. Its not that things were scarce, rationed or economically out of reach; it was that the political situation had everyone tightly tethered together and any bump in the road, no matter how simple, telegraphed through to anyone else. It was immediately evident that a smart man in careful observation could eliminate a lot of the “bump”. The tether was still kept tight, there was no getting around it, but at any given moment you could choose your place in line so to speak. The result was immediate.

I was not born in Chile and originally the Chilean way was not my way so the everyday push and pull of getting things done was a new experience. I played the new experience through what I would describe as a kind of cultural headphones; everything was in stereo, every detail and detail within a detail played brightly and loud. I saw and heard things the average Chilean could not. Simply, if you sit quietly listen, watch and absorb the reality of a situation can appear. Chile was immune and I was not but I wasn’t the only one listening. There were a certain amount of foreigners in Chile at the same time I was there. They were older and mostly German and had come to Chile from a certain time in history that taught them the lessons I would now learn. I never thought I would use it on my own country.


p out.


more coming

el puelche wrote:...THE US IS NOW A THIRD WORLD COUNTRY...

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Third_World

It is, perhaps, more accurate to say that the US is a first world country, albeit in decline.

If the US was a third world country, it would have greater degree of economic and/or political strife, i.e., higher degree of poverty, lower degree of education, lack of health care, lack of food, lack of energy, civil war, constant terrorism, higher degree of violence, etc.

Say what you will about the US and its health care system, national debt, declining world influence, declining industrial base, declining currency, etc., etc., etc But I would not characterize it as third world. Not just yet. Maybe in the not too distant future. But not now.

All due respect,

briloop

Briloop...

Chapter by Chapter and step by step I will show you that the US is a third world country. If you are not 1st than you are 2nd...or in this case 3rd.

I have not enjoyed discovering and coming to realize the fact that it is so. I propose to be the doctor with a diagnosis rather than an enemy that gloats over the bloody and cruel demise of his oponent.

I appreciate the link to wikpedia...hadn't thought to look it over, but now I'll use it to strengthen my case and then I'll show why its useless and actually does more damage than good.

Are you all curious?...what are my odds?...care to bet?...lay in or lay out, from within or without, will puelche persevere?.... I am definitely curious...very, very curious.

P out.



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Very curious as I've been waiting a long time for the most prolific poster on this august forum to bolster my POV which I have let loose many times.