Saturday, August 21, 2010
There And Back Again
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Do It Again
This week marks another chapter in the long and winding road to success. Tomorrow I'm headed to Michigan for face to face meetings with manufacturer of the main active of the product I developed. Little do they know that I've taken what they have and perfected it to the point where long term implications will surely be felt by our competitors. I still don't understand the chemistry, physics or formulae of what I have developed, but I do know that there is something special about it. To achieve the kind of results seen so far is so put it bluntly - mind boggling. Does the product work everywhere, no, but it sure works in a lot of places. A rewrite or rethink is in store to better understand what is going on, but when you have a product you have to push, dotting all the i's and crossing the all the t's become damn near impossible. And there are those doubters out there who still doubt. Well, I say keep on doubting because I'm moving on. Frankly, we have moved beyond that stage to the next phase which is adding to the gains that have been won.
If the word isn't out, it sure will be very soon. There is a new player in town and the rules of the game are about to change. We're on the threshold of the next level, one where no one has gone before. Twenty years ago these first generation products cost USD $2.50/lb, now the the cost are near USD $1.00/lb with that barrier being eroded daily. What I have achieved is to reduce the cost while keeping the performance, but it hasn't stopped there. I am also able to add less chemicals in the system, thereby making the product more environmentally friendly. I have achieved this in less than 7 months.
In all the euphoria, these benefits have yet to sink in, but given the current situation in the Gulf of Mexico, they can't be ignored. Now is the time to seize the moment. We have a window, a short one to separate ourselves from the competition.
OUR TIME IS NOW!
Saturday, May 8, 2010
Better Days Ahead
Closer to home, our company has so much business potential globally that it's scary. The paper industry has come out of it's blue funk and is hitting on all cylinders. Our biggest challenge is not gaining new business, but ensuring the raw materials are there to supply it. Globally, everything is in short supply, from feedstock to finished goods. While this is good news, the bad is that inflation will come back, how however much is any one's guess.
Friday, April 30, 2010
A Shrill And Distant Thunder
Thursday, April 29, 2010
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Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Beginnings
Friday, April 23, 2010
Close To The Edge
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Bridge Of Sighs
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Change Is Palin
I posted this quote by that right wing darlin sweetheart, Sarah Palin, to make a point. The point is don't listen to what someone says, follow what they are doing. As of right now this "siren of the lambs" is the biggest hypocrtie America has ever seen. She rants and mocks about Obama's hopey-change themes, claiming that it's all smoke and mirrors as she laughs her way to the bank, leaving her fans high and dry. It is reported that Palin is now worth more than $12MM USD between her book deals, speaking engagements and who knows what else. Seems like she has done more than well under President Obama. Just two years ago, no one but the most political of junkies knew who she was, until President Obama came along. So how can the media continue to let her get away with such nonsense. Change has helped her, whether she admits it or not. Her rabid fans however are too awe struck, stupid and blind to realize that she has capitalized on change, along with others within the GOP
What her audience needs to learn is to understand that opporunity is there for everyone if they open their minds to it. Sarah Palin however will never, ever tell her fans that because she has to keep the money gravy train flowing. She is using her flock as bait for the hook and switch. But they don't care because as long as an African-American is President they will continue to drink the Jim Jones laced Kool-Aid of loathing and hate. These people would rather be ripped off by Palin Inc. than to see another minority or themselves prosper.
Sarah Palin is not running for President because astute people within the GOP see her as a shill, hollow human being, but with her supposed chrisma, she will continue to use her folksy, gosh darn charm to scam simple minded Americans out of their money and votes.
Sarah Palin is the change suckers believe in.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
What It Comes Down To

Saturday, April 3, 2010
The Things We Fear

If a man hasn't discovered something that he will die for, he isn't fit to live.
Martin Luther King, Jr., speech, Detroit, Michigan, June 23, 1963.
The surreal experience is one where you put yourself in a place where others have previously been and ask yourself that if you were there, what would your contribution be.
I put myself in that place today and came away with a feeling of knowing and not knowing, feeling and not feeling. To walk the streets of Memphis today was one of the most surreal and intriguing journeys I've ever been on. My recent trip to China is not even close. Around this time forty-two years ago, Dr King was giving his last speech to his flock at Mason Temple COGIC here in Memphis. I was nine years old on that fateful evening, one where Dr. King would cease to be living less than 24 hours later.
For me, a stranger, to have lived in the cities of Dr King's birth and death is surreal in itself. Here I am, a transplant from Charleston, SC setting my feelings on paper where one of our most treasured citizens perished. What am I doing here? Is this a part of my fate? All these questions swirling around in my head. A higher power has summoned me, guiding me to this place where a man, a movement perished almost a half century ago.
I stood on main street today chatting with a white man and woman, the latter owing an art shop in the middle of downtown and I could help but pause and revel in how far we've come. Forty-two years ago all three of us would have be targeted for destruction just for communicating with one another. But alas, this was Dr. King's dream that I could go to a Chinese establishment and be served a hot meal, like a regular human being and then commiserate with fellow citizens of another persuasion, culture and race. This was the dream, a dream fulfilled, a dream still in progress, a dream to form a more perfect union.
The picture of my Father also speaks volumes. It was taken a year after Dr. Kings death in his original burial place at South View cemetery in Atlanta, Ga. Ironically, this would be my first visit to Atlanta, one that foreshadowed years later what was to come.
My God brought me here because I was impartial, not to hate or forgive , but to see progress, letting me be the judge. Needless to say a tear came to my eye more than once. Why? Because I wished Dr. King could see, see his dream in progress. I know he's up there pleased, but still prodding that more needs to be done.
What racists tried to kill on April 4, 1968 was the dreamer. But Martin knew all along that this was not about him, this has always been about us, our nation. Forty-two years later the boy from 43 Line Street understands why he's here. My mission is to continue the dream of forming that more perfect union - to the end.
Friday, April 2, 2010
Time Waits For No One
This week I interviewed two women for an open, full time position with my company. Since my employment almost 8 months there we have hired at least a dozen people with more on the way. Our business model is such now that we don't ask if there are opportunities out there, but can we get them all. Today, the Labor Dept reported the largest job growth rate in 3 years. Finally, this economy is moving, giving our hard working President some good news to chew on.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Going His Own Way
Saturday, March 27, 2010
One Year Ago
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Broken
Sunday, March 7, 2010
The Noose Is Tightening(On All Of You)
Today marks yet another example why the right choice was made on 4 November 2008. Adam Ghadhn, the American al-Qaeda, was captured in Pakistan. We knew he and the other 9-11 henchmen were there all along, but Bush-Cheney would come up with every excuse for not finding them. Well, our President has been using every resource at his disposal to find them at a rapid pace. Ever since President Obama's speech on sending more troops into Afghanistan several months ago, the rats are either being exterminated or flushed out in the open at a rapid pace.
For reasons still not known, the last administration was inept at this but the chorus from their quarter has grown louder about the inertia of the present one. However, with each passing day that shrill is falling deaf on America citizens who are beginning to see why our President took this approach. Have there been setbacks, sure have, the recent decision to try terrorists in military instead of civilian courts is a big set back, but one that was done as it became clear that nobody wanted these trials on their turf. Our President tried and was not successful, but I'm not going to quibble about that, at least he tried.
Over the last several weeks more of us in America have become tone deaf from the rantings of the GOP and Tea Party activists. Our nation is coming to light at the end of the tunnel, albeit slowly, but lest we forget where we were 18 months ago, teetering on the brink of financial collapse. President Obama has done a Herculean job under the circumstances and things will only get better with time. The GOP on the other hand has shown themselves to be devoid of ideas, heck, they never had any, just the same old worn out themes of yesteryear, and the Tea Party? Just let's say Ronald Reagan is rolling in his grave listening to others trying to hijack his message 30 years later.
We are at the stage where the wheat and chaff are being separated with the culmination being some eight months from now. What was a sure thing weeks ago now seems a lot less certain because that guy with the funny name decided to keep on keeping on.
Azzam, the American had more of a chance surviving under another Republican administration than this one. The day President Obama took the oath of office sealed the fate of many who praised 9-11 as the dawn of a new era. For eight years we were told that these guys would never be caught. Our President shrugged that off and has been catching big fish ever since. There are only three big ones left and I surmise they're right where Azzam the American was caught. Its time to catch the rest and bring these vermin to justice.
It time for Dick Cheney to shut the hell up.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Reality Bites
Just like the Democrats, they misread the mood of the people, putting too much stock in the Tea Party masses and forgetting that there is more to our country than angry, white males. Now they have become exposed, with President Obama outflanking them at every turn. The GOP has just now awaken to the fact that President Obama has put them in a box. He exposed the House leadership weeks ago, making them look completely clueless at what was suppose to be their coronation. Last week, GOP senators got their turn in the whipping shed, and the nation saw it all, a party and group so out of touch with the average American. Couple that with Jim Bunning's hold up of the Jobs benefit program and you see where this is going.
The GOP forgot that more than 10 per cent of our nation is unemployed and while the Tea Party may have some "loud voices" out there, they need to be reminded that their voices are few. The real masses haven't spoken - yet. They're waiting until the fa;l elections for that and whatever the GOP thought they could get, is slipping away fast. The neurotic behavior of Sarah Palin isn't helping their cause, she's to smitten with Hollywood and could care less, and besides, no one is going to vote for a person who uses their hand for a post-it note.
Democrats aren't out of the woodshed yet, but some light is shining at the end of their tunnel. The real winner is our President because he has shown great leadership in the toughest of times. Most sensible people are not going to heap blame on him because he is doing all he can to get our nation back on track. And if he gets HC to pass by early April, he will have scored a major victory, snatching victory out of the jaws of certain defeat.
The tide has turned folks, and for those who don't think just ask Michael Steele. Seen him lately?
Thursday, February 11, 2010
That Hopey, Changey Thing Works For Me!
Monday, February 8, 2010
Resilience
Last night our nation witnessed something few of us who follow the NFL would have thought possible. The New Orleans Saints, after more than forty years of utter futility, won the Super Bowl. Now, I'm not disrespecting the Saints or it's fans, just stating the facts. Ever since it's inception in 1966, this team had been that laughing stock of the NFL, with Tom Dempsey's field goal being the signature "win" of the franchise. Things go so bad that fans would come to games with bags over their heads calling themselves the "Aint's".
All of that disappeared last night because in one game all the futility and ineptness were swept away forever.
This victory should be a wake up call for our nation. Four and a half years ago, the city of New Orleans was hit with one of the worst hurricanes ever. People sleeping in the streets and the Superdome. A city underwater, wondering if it would ever come back. A people turned desperate had become demoralized by their misfortune. A franchise, wondering where games would be held, playing almost anywhere not knowing if this was their last game. For a while, the Saints had become gypsies, drifting from town to city, trying to hold on.
The people however were resilient in their resolve to rebuild and get this tragedy righted. All is still not perfect, but it will be, with The Big Easy coming back stronger than ever. Te Saints asked for no quarter and gave none. They dealt the cards given to them the best they could, stumbling and fumbling along the way, but they got there, never losing sight on the prize.
Last night was a testament to a people, a citizenry who never, ever gave up. The rest of our nation should take the lessons learned and heed their call. We can get through our seemingly endless number of problems if we stick together and work for the common good. Our goal should be like those people on Bourbon Street. These people never wanted to die or fade away, they wanted to live, live to see this victory last night.
I am proud of them,
I am a Saint!!
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Over Before It Started (RIP Wendell Wilkie)
Sunday, January 31, 2010
My Chinese Is Worse
Thursday, January 21, 2010
And So It Begins...
Tomorrow, I embark on a new journey, one that if someone told me last year I would be taking I would have looked at them like they were nuts. But here I am getting ready to head to Shanghai, China on the first of many more trips to the far east and beyond.
History has always been my first love, with Marco Polo being one of my favorite people to read about. His trip to China, Cathay as it was called then, changed the world at that time forever. One day I plan to go to Venice, a city, like Paris, that has always captured my soul.
But tomorrow it will be Shanghai, and with it a little kid from 43 Line Street in Charleston, SC will embark on a journey few or any in his former neighborhood has ever taken. I carry people like Mrs. Jackson. Aunt Bee, Mr. Charlie Moore, the Maxwells, Mrs. Duke, Ms. Eloise, the Venning family, Dr. Olasov. Dr. Fish, Ms. Cannon and Ms. Campbell and most of all, my parents. I carry them all with me tomorrow because this journey is really about them, not me. I am but a messenger, they are the message that even though they did not make it, someone from Line Street did.
Too much can't be made about this trip tomorrow because a culmination, of work, luck, perseverance, determination and fate made this so. I have no say in this, God, Allah....whoever is up there guiding me has the say. Many people have made the trip to China, so many haven't. The country is still a mystery and for most in this nation it always will be.
Tomorrow is the end, but yet the beginning of a new period in my life. What that is I have no earthly idea, but I now understand the preparation a power, much higher than myself put me through. This is the moment of truth for a young boy who always wanted to know what was out....there.
