I get annoyed at those that seek company in their views. That sounds a bit silly perhaps…a bit contrary and nay-saying. Much against what I am trying to do here…to convince others that I have at least one foot on the right path. Heaven help me if I was taken seriously. Then I would have to revolt against myself. But if I see the herd going one way, I often ask why not the other path. Crowds scare me. Group-think spooks me out. If the majority of people believe something, that to me is good enough reason to question it. But maybe that’s just me. I am annoying, and annoyed. A lot of us are. I think we creepy people are where change for good starts. Like an inventor that sees the way the world is perfectly happy snapping off the top of a soda and tossing it on the ground…then he develops an opener that stays on the can. The curse of an engineer. Always look for a better way. Never be satisfied. Tough way to live. Maybe that’s a small part of human nature.
But you are like that too. Or you wouldn’t be here. I look at the world as a faulty machine turning out faulty parts. After a short time tinkering and fiddling, I announce “well, HERE’S your problem…right here with this main gear that runs the whole machine. It will need to be replaced”. I announce also that there will be quite a bit of down-time to replace it, and the world doesn’t want to hear that. I tell them that if they don’t they will keep getting defective parts, and they tell me they can make-do with what is produced. I scratch my head in disbelief of their denial. Sure, it will be costly. Sure, there will be many changes that will have to take place to repair the damage…but eventually the whole thing will break down if you don’t. They don’t want to hear it. Oh well. I keep trying to convince them. I show them that the judaic gear that is running the machine is defective by design. They don’t want to hear it. They don’t even accept the fact that that faulty gear IS running the whole machine. They think I’m daft. They can’t afford it in any event, they tell me. I tell them they can’t afford NOT to. They don’t want to hear that either.
What are you gonna do.
I’m losing patience. I am running out of reasoning power. Only the defective gear disagrees with my assessment of the problem. The customer…the world knows I am right. They know there is a defect in the design and understand that it is getting worse and they really don’t need me…the guy bent over the machine with his butt-crack sticking out…to tell them why there is a problem. Maybe they allow this annoying repairman his diagnosis because they know that one day they will have to fork out the cost of the repair. They need the grounding, the common sense solution to be out here at least. They will keep seeking second and third opinions, and on and on. They will keep turning knobs..tweaking this…adjusting that. The solution that they avoid is right in front of them as the problems mount in a mathematical proportion, all pointing to a single gear.
A single driving force for eventual destruction. As a wise-guy once said: “Its the jews, stupid”. I can’t add anything to that.