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For All The Funny Jokes

I was at my Doctor's office the other dayand she told me I had better get into shape."Doc," I said."I am in shape. Round is a shape!"
Did you know that cannibals will not eat clowns?Yeah,they say they taste funny.
Do infants enjoy infancy as much as adults enjoy adultery?
In America anyone can become President.That's the problem.
If one synchronized swimmer drowns,do the rest drown too?
What I want to know,whose cruel idea was it for the word"Lisp"to have an"S"in it?
Never,ever,raise your hands to your kids!It leaves your groin unprotected.
If I eatPasta and Antipastiwill I still be hungry?
When I was growing up,I was always told that I would be somebody.I just wish that they had been more specific on what that would be.
The main reasonSanta Clausis so jolly all the time,is because he knows where all the bad girls are!

This is,Thanking The Late,Great,George CarlinFor All The Funny Jokes Today,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“The IQ and the life expectancy of the average American recently passed each other in opposite directions.”
- George Carlin -
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Why Should I Die? Chapter 3

  “OK, let me begin by saying, today I will choose who will be my successor after I recite the traditional autobiography verbally to you about the creation of my company, my accomplishments, and my final goals in life.”   Mr. Paley, laying rotund in his hovering lounge chair, tries to lift his palatial head to verbalize for the first time in ten years. With the help of medical nanobots inside his system, he clearly states, “How dare you assume that you have the authority to hand pick a successor! Hasn't the law, for the last generation infallibly state; a majority vote of two thirds of the Board of Trustees is needed to confirm any appointment?”   Chairman Jo clearly looks at the roundness of the head and torso of Charles Paley with disgust. Himself, Peter, Peter's Secretary, and their extended families have all kept up with at least a resemblance of a physical fitness program. Or should it be said, use their arms and legs twice a day instead of Nano-technology for all their daily functions.   Except for the three original Founders sitting here, to Jonas, all these Trustees and so-called Royal Families all look like the old “Cattle for Meat” programs of the early Twenty-first Century. Where, as a boy, he toured a farm for the first time, finding out that each animal was born, raised, and died in a seven foot by eleven-foot cage. Never leaving that small piece of the World. Fattened and slaughtered for the tables of man. The rest of these fools only know the computer playground in their heads which keep their brains sharp, while Nano-technology helps to keep their senses stimulated, and their bodies alive! If the lower class majority could only see who really ruled their daily lives, instead of the holographic mind imprints they were fed, would they not revolt from the shear fright of these blobs? Even though it would be doomed to failure and the sentence of death for those who would become Revolutionaries.    The Nano-police were in the control of the Royal Families, and no one else.   But Jonas thought for a moment. Relaxed and said, “You are so right Mr. Paley. Let us not quarrel over petty doctrine right now. I am more excited to see how you all feel about me after I reveal to you how I became so powerful.”   The usual noise sweeps though the hall among the different groups again. With the chant of “show respect” rounding out the chorus of hissing.   “Without further ado, I shall begin with an announcement.”   Some of the Board Members use their eyes to watch the old man for the first time in years, while the majority teleconference through the communication implants inside their brains.   With so many eyes closed amongst the Trustees, an observer looking at the men and women in the Board Room, could have imagined that they were all round mounds of flesh, with no limbs, pretending to be asleep on different formations of the classic floating lounge chairs.   Peter is the only one with the expression of concern for his friend. Never before has he known Jonas to be so blatant with his words and how careless he is being politically.   Peter thinks; it’s as if he is trying to incite the Trustee's wrath against him.   “I would like to announce the completion of the Tempus Project. It has cost this company twenty-one billion Gold Units and twenty-two billion Silver Units to complete and all preliminary findings show it has worked.”   The moans and groans coming from all the blobs were in unison. Even the obsequious brown-noses, who are already billionaires themselves, questioned his reasoning for such expenditures. Isn't the reason for having a business, is to make more money? To have more power over others? Are we not the chosen few?   This final sentiment, resonated through all of them in unison!   This time it is Mr. Chang who mentally speaks up, clearly recovered from his embarrassing ordeal of moments ago.   “Mr. Jonas Van Hause.” He pauses here on purpose, so the others notice his attempt to address the Chairman as his peer, not as his leader.   But the C.E.O. doesn't react to it, so Mr. Chang continues, “All of us here have admired your great work over the years. From your humbling beginnings as a Pizza Beard maker, to becoming powerful and rich, it would seem, overnight.”   “When you were almost destroyed politically, by your idealistic evacuation attempts you made before Paris, London, Moscow, Beijing and New York were simultaneously vaporized by terrorists.” Admiration is hinted at in Chang's next thoughts when he mentally transcribes his message to the others, “How, corporate espionage, helped you in determining that the Muslim Nation was being blamed unreasonably and the real culprit were the North Koreans, is simply amazing!”   “Now with the World behind you, you created your own army to police the actions between Nations. You stopped all the fighting between the militant Empires during this time. You opened trade routes between all the Countries of the World, rich or poor, so they had no reason to go to war.”   “If that wasn't enough to hail you as the greatest individual the World has ever known, you aggressively started this Company's Space program, to further its stranglehold on the Earth's economy.”   “This Corporation, on your insights alone, built the first city on the Moon for Medical and Technological advancements.”   “To your most lucrative discovery of all, which made each man and women in this room billionaires, several times over. The gold and silver deposits along the lava tunnels inside of Mars.”   “That alone made this Company more powerful than any Nation ever conceived in this World of ours. The boom to this Corporation and to the Earth's economy at that time was enormous.”   “During the Dark Forty Months, right after all the food crops failed Worldwide on the day of the second most grievous terrorists attack History has ever seen, and as one thousand deaths per day were piling up from starvation, against the Board's wishes you were willing to feed billions of people for free with the synthetic organic food products this company developed. I can now see why. Your mastery of the situation was based on future needs. Every Country in the World now has to buy our synthetic food products because not one Nation can grow enough crops to feed the elite, let alone their populace.”   “It was a wonderful business move on your part.”   “Everything I've mentioned here, and there are so many more accomplishments too numerous to mention, have all been a great boom for the profitability for us and yourself.”   “And still today you declare the Tempus Project complete. A project, which was voted on by the Board, as a waste of corporate funds and should have been dismantled as a business venture.”   Now the longest pause anyone has mentally seen Chang make in his career engulfs their inner silence. In all of their mind's eye, they are witnessing an old physically fit Chinese individual, dressed in traditional garb, arms folded across his chest, shaking his head back and forth. While the true Mr. Chang lays plumped up against his chair.   With fervent emotion Chang declares! “Chairman Van Hause! You have wasted this company's resources to the brink of exhaustion if my sources are correct. No longer do our coffers have the reserves to rebuild our space program to explore further into the Solar System, to find new mining opportunities.”   “Every Scientist, every Physicist, every Mathematician has stated that time travel can only exist one way, and that is forward with the type of technology we have today. Still you persisted on wasting valuable resources in trying to go back in time!”   In everyone's mind, Trustee Chang acts as if he is looking around the room when he relays his thoughts to them, “This I must regret and I'm sure many of these Trustees do also.”   “Because of your past glories, all of us it seems here, may have permitted you to waste these funds without the proper checks and balances to run a profitable organization.”   Now with anger he relates to them all, “But now I believe you are making outlandish statements to hide your first glaring failure!”   Noise roars throughout the massive Chamber room as even his closest followers become agitated.   To Peter, it sounds like a farmer’s pig sty. The kind you see in those old virtual reality mind chip movies, with all the barking and snorting going on. Yet, his friend is just sitting there, smiling.   “Chairman Van Hause,” says the confident Mr. Chang. “I now accuse you of falsifying documents and presenting those documents to the Board as evidence that your Tempus Project has succeeded! I ask for your immediate resignation and to hand over the control of Hause Technologies, Products, and Permits to Life Corporation to Trustee Charles Paley until a suitable replacement can be voted on!”   The verbal and mental roars of approval echo the chamber hall.
This is,Believing In Time Travel,As We Travel In Time,We Get Older,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but *actually* from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint - it's more like a big ball of wibbly wobbly... time-y wimey... stuff.”
- Steven Moffat -
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Only five more Chapters to rewrite.Next Thursday,Chapter Four.

Are You Having Anger Issues?

I want to bring up a little tidbit that most people never consider is a problem in their lives.
The strongest of all emotions,
"Anger."
Yes,
that's right,
"Anger."
In my
Post,
dated
May 12th, 2015
I talk about how I wish a couple of
Neanderthals,
who are still wasting water to this day,
should be fined
and put in jail for being
Stupid Human Beings.
Well,
that statement right there is what I would call,
"A Lot Of Anger."
I was
and still am angry with them because I feel they wasting water
while most
Californians
try to conserve.
The dictionary describes
Anger
as,
"A strong feeling of displeasure and belligerence aroused by a wrong, wrath, or ire."Yes,
thank you again dictionary for not explaining a thing in words
or phrases that I can understand.
I believe they have it wrong
and that makes me angry too!
In my humble opinion,
"Anger"
is the result you feel when
Something,
as in a
Person,
Place,
or
Thing,
is not doing what you want,
what you expected,
or not how you imagined it would be.
Think about it.
First we will talk about the
Person.
When you get angry with someone,
you are mad at them for not doing what you think is right.
They could have said something so stupid,
that in your mind,
they are completely wrong
and are idiots.
Or,
another example would be that,
in your eyes,
they are driving so poorly,
that you want them to
Crash and Burn.
Anger!
Place.
You plan for months to take a trip to a famous resort with a mouse as their mascot
and half the rides are shut down,
while you are there,
for their yearly maintenance.
Anger!
Place.
You drive up to a
R.R. Crossing
and the car in front of you circumvents the
Crossing Gate
just before the train comes,
but you get stuck in between both of the
Gates
because the car in front of you stalls,
out of gas.
And here comes the train.
This time
Anger and death!
Now that would piss me off too!
Anger
contributes to bad
Karma,
Health Problems,
Loss Of Relationships,
and just about anything that is detrimental to your
Mental and Physical
well being.
So,
to live a long
and have a prosperous life,
the next time you feel anger coming on,
let it pass.
Life is way too short for all of that negative emotion you have building up inside you.

This is,
Always In Complete Control Of My Anger,
Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“Never go to bed mad. Stay up and fight.”
- Phyllis Diller -
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OUCH! I just stub my *&^%$# toe on that ?><&(!* @$$ "#@%$&)(((&*% table!
Oh yeah,
"Anger"
can come about from being hurt too!

It Was A Dream

I have written here in the past that I get a lot of my inspiration,for the stories I write,from my dreams I have at night.I guess the dream I had last night was about thanking my good friends whom I have known.
To Bob, Brian, Dave G., Dave K., Jack, Jeff K., Jeff P., Kelly, Nels, Paul, Scott, Steve, Todd, and to a Host of girls who will not talk to me anymore.
  I was feeling nostalgic few days ago and was thinking about all of you.   No, I am not dying or having some kind of strange man-crush on all of you because of my old age. I actually do think about you guys all the time and wish, as my original plan was, to have found my fame and fortune in California, so I could come and go as I please around this great country of ours. Meaning? So I could come and go often enough, to pester you guys.   Instead, I had seven wonderful kids to look after and that is my true legacy to date.   My recent travels to the land of beer steins and beautiful parks was consumed by a family I haven’t seen in over eight years. I wanted to visit with each and every one of you while I was there, but time got in my way. So I asked the local Indian Medicine Man how I could make time work for me. He told me, “The journey of the goat can climb only so high on the side of any mountain, then he reaches its peak. He must come down the mountain on occasion, so he can see how high he should climb the next time.”   I guess I am the “Mountain Goat” and your guess is as good as mine what the rest of that meant.   He did offer me a chance to take part in his tribe’s traditional meditation ceremony, traveling the astral plane in my animal skin, and see enlightenment to the path I am on. All it took was three tokes off the peace pipe filled with peyote.   I am not advocating doing drugs. It’s just part of the Indian meditation ceremony.   After chanting for I don’t know how long in a smoke filled tepee, I started having an out of body experience. I began flying above my body as a goat looking soul, seeing the top of my bald head.   It only took a few seconds of coaching from my Indian Guide to show me how to control my flight. He said, “The Mountain Goat is sure footed. Plant your hooves among the stars and find a path that wasn’t filled with the same life stories as your own.”   I wasn’t quite sure what that meant either, I was just having a lot of fun shooting through the stars.   Soon, my guide stopped me, somewhere in the Crab Nebula, and asked me to chant with him once again. It was a different chant from before, and again, I must have taken part in the traditional pipe smoking, because I found myself, not of our World, but in a parallel World.   I was a ghostly Goat standing above a scene at a funeral. You were all there. Dressed to the hilt, but I was in the coffin.   All of you were talking about the fame and fortune that we had all reached together in that World. How we had a hit CD, with El     Salvador becoming a number one hit on the Alternative Music Charts. And how it was a short two year ride of fame because of my abuse of alcohol. We reached the highest peaks together, but I died alone there, since I never had time to have children.   It was a somber moment to say the least.   I asked my Guide to return me back home and he did.   I may have been a dreamer, and I would say I still am, but I feel, I have been the luckiest person alive in this World to have known each and every one of you, and I still had time for a family too.   My warning to you though. I coming back to Wisconsin in 2017. So watch your back, cause I’m coming back!
  P.S. John Belushi outlived me in that other World because he was the one giving the Eulogy!
This is,Once Again,Never Condoning The Use Of Any Drug,It Was A Dream,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you.”
- Elbert Hubbard -
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Proxima Centauri Visit

Normally,I try to answer those"Questions You Didn't Know You Wanted To Ask"onMondays.But,I wrote aFlash Fiction Storylast night instead of watchingFootball,so I would like to know if it was worth it.Any feedback is welcomed.The story is called;
Proxima Centauri Visit
As ordered, I will be relaying all data as I see it, back to the orbiting spacecraft, as I leave the lander and set upon the first otherworldly explored planet by our species.
I am wearing the protective suit, as I deem it necessary because of the strange atmospheric gasses which are unsustainable to life as we know it.
Atmospheric composition is of 78% nitrogen, 21% oxygen, 0.9% argon, and 0.03% carbon dioxide.
I can only assume the creatures who once inhabited the planet had somehow polluted their atmosphere with those horrendous gasses, which poisoned the species to their total demise.
The planet has medium size areas of rocky masses for habitation, with large bodies of flowing combinations of chemicals, mostly of NaCI and H2O mixed together, surrounding those masses.
I surmised correctly about the jutting objects, out of the surface, as not natural formations.
Entering one, I see strange, separated box enclosures, cluttered with items of strange material.
I will leave it up to our scientist to deceiver their function or use.
On the upright support surfaces, some are covered with hanging depictions, I assume they are of the horrible looking creatures who once inhabited this planet.
Some of them seem to pose by themselves, then band together, closely, with others of their kind.
It is hard to described their features.
Rectangular pudgy middle section, held up by two long stems, two other stems protrude on either side.
I imagine to help their flimsy bodies with balance.
There is a roundish blob on top of the mid-section that I can’t see any use for.
Unbelievable.
On the level surface, in one of the boxed-in enclosures, I see the same outer shell lying there, that I saw on one of the creature, in one of the depictions.
These creatures must molt during their life span because that same shell was clearly on one of the creatures and is now separated from its host.
Wait, I sense a vibration at the frequency of 32,768.
I found the device.
It is round, depicts their Moon and some stars.
It has moving parts that I cannot understand their use of.
Symbols.
Maybe our linguistics personnel can tell us what they mean.
I will take it with me.
My warning system has informed me that my protective suit is deteriorating from the oxygen rich gas in the atmosphere.
Returning to my lander to leave the planet.
I see no further reason to return to such an inhospitable planet, where the intelligence and technology of these creatures was obviously lacking.
We cannot learn from creatures who destroyed themselves.
This is my last final transmission until I return the lander to the spacecraft.
I cannot wait to get back to our beautiful home of coordinates RA 14h 29m 43s / Dec -62* 40’ 46”. This is,Saying We Are Going To Be Visited When We Are Gone,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Do you ever wonder if--well, if there are people living on the third planet?'
'The third planet is incapable of supporting life,' stated the husband patiently. 'Our scientists have said there's far too much oxygen in their atmosphere.”
- Ray Bradbury, -
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It Is Never Too Late To Honor Our Veterans

MyFatheris still aliveand he is aWorld War II Veteran.He is myHero.I saw thisLettertoday on theValley News Newspaper'swebsite and I believeLieutenant Colonel Stephen C. Stewart, USAR,aTemecula, Californiaresident who died in June of 2008,saidThank Youthe best way anyone could.
This is a love letter, a love letter to a generation. The generation that came to adulthood in the 1930s and 1940s. The generation that suffered as youngsters through the Great Depression, won World War II and built modern America. Your deeds are epic. You should be remembered this Veteran’s Day.
In the air, at sea and on uncounted thousands of battlefields, you fought and defeated three of the century’s great tyrannies and consigned them to history’s hazardous waste site. The price your generation paid was horrific.
Never think that it wasn’t worth it. The enemies that you confronted and clobbered killed tens of millions of innocents and, if victorious, would have killed or enslaved hundreds of millions more. Think of all the people alive today who would never have even been born without your victory. The murder machine of our enemies had to be destroyed. You, as well as those lost in the effort, were the ones chosen by history to do it. All subsequent generations are in your debt.
At home, you so out-produced America’s enemies that, by the middle of World War II, they could never equal us in the sheer quantities of airplanes, ships, field artillery or any other items needed for a successful armed force. This victory of production never could have succeeded without the wholehearted effort of the women of America. Soldiers, the scale of what you did is breathtaking. Jungle islands were transformed into airfields in hours – sometimes under enemy fire. Thousands of victory ships were built, crewed and sailed so successfully that, by the middle of the war, American forces rarely lacked for any of the tools of war even though we were fighting thousands of miles from home.
In the history of humanity, most eras and generations are lost to time and dust. Yours won’t be. Have you noticed that very few incidents of history continue to fascinate and inspire hundreds or even thousands of years after their passing? What you did and how you did it will, in the fullness of time, be in the same category as the epic of Troy and the Civil War.
I have my own special heroes from the World War II generation: a man who was decorated for his courage and skill when he led his soldiers in capturing a small and well-defended German town, and his new wife, who went about her life every second fearing the fatal telegram from the War Department “regretting to inform” her of his death.
He lived, and together they built a life that contributed, in its own way, to all the good things that happened after the war. He went to medical school under the GI Bill, and has fought death and suffering ever since. She had two sons and was and remains today the essential core of the family.
In a multitude of ways this couple is typical of their generation. It is my proud honor to offer my personal thanks to the representatives of the World War II generation who I’ve selected.
Thank you
This is,I Wish I Saw This Letter On Friday So I Could Have Posted It On Veterans Day,But It Is Never Too Late To Honor Our Veterans,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Honor to the soldier and sailor everywhere, who bravely bears his country's cause. Honor, also, to the citizen who cares for his brother in the field and serves, as he best can, the same cause.”
- Abraham Lincoln -
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Believing Knowledge Is Power

I was going to start out with another joke today,but how funny is it when somebody says,"2 Moons may be hiding in the rings of Your-anus!"
But since it isScience Dayhere on myBlog,let us keep it professional.
Report: 2 Moons may be hiding in the rings of Uranus!by Mary Bowerman for USA Today on MSN News.com"Two small dark moons might be hiding in the rings of Uranus, according to a new report. Researchers from the University of Idaho in Moscow reexamined data collected during the Voyager 2 flyby of Uranus in 1986 and discovered what appeared to evidence of two small moons, according to the paper, which has been accepted for publication in the Astronomical Journal. Uranus, which has dark, narrow rings, is known to have 27 moons, many of which were discovered from data collected when the Voyager 2 passed by in 1986. According to the new report, researchers Rob Chancia and Matthew Hedman say they discovered wavy patterns in two of Uranus’ rings, which could indicate the gravitational pull from two small moons. These patterns may be wakes from small moonlets orbiting exterior to these rings, the researchers say in the report. The moons are likely dark and very small, Hedman told New Scientist.  Not only are Uranus’s rings dark, so are most of the little satellites that are in that region,  Hedman told New Scientist."

The saying goes"Accidents Will Happen."
Turning pollution into FUEL: Chemists accidentally discover a way to convert carbon dioxide into ethanol.by "Scientists at the Department of Energy's Oak Ridge National Laboratory developed an electrochemical process that uses tiny spikes of carbon and copper to turn carbon dioxide, a greenhouse gas, into ethanol. Dr Adam Rondinone, lead author of the study, said: 'We discovered somewhat by accident that this material worked. We were trying to study the first step of a proposed reaction when we realised that the catalyst was doing the entire reaction on its own. You can use it [ethanol] in the current vehicle fleet, right now, with no modifications, he added. The researchers created a catalyst – a substance that increases the rate of a chemical reaction - made of carbon, copper and nitrogen. When voltage was applied, the catalyst triggered a complex chemical reaction that essentially reverses the combustion process. With the help of the catalyst, the solution of carbon dioxide dissolved in water turned into ethanol with a yield of 63 per cent. Without the catalyst, this type of reaction normally results in a mix of several different products in small amounts."
Now this is aGoogle MapI would like to page through.
New Human Cell Atlas Is Like Google Maps for the Body!on Seeker"A new international initiative to chart every single cell in the human body will help biologists and doctors understand, diagnose and treat disease. Imagine having the level of detail in Google Maps but for the inner workings of the human body. A new international initiative is creating an atlas that will chart every single cell in the human body, encompassing all of the tissues within Homo sapiens, scientists announced last week at a meeting in London. The revolutionary project, called the Human Cell Atlas, will help biologists and doctors understand, diagnose and treat diseases with the help of high-resolution images of healthy and atypical cells from every structure in the body. In sickness and in health, cells are the fundamental units of life, and only by knowing our cells will we be able to fully comprehend the mechanisms of human disease, Sten Linnarsson, a professor of molecular systems biology at the Karolinska Institutet in Sweden, who is participating in the initiative, said in a statement. The initiative was formally announced at an international meeting convened by the Broad Institute of the Massachusetts Institute of Technology and Harvard University, Welcome Trust Sanger Institute, and Welcome Trust on Oct. 13 and 14. At the meeting, researchers decided what to include in the initiative's first phase. The scientists said the project is expected to be as ambitious in scope as the Human Genome Project, which was the first successful undertaking to sequence the human genome — all of the 3 billion letters in human DNA."

Those are some of the Scientific ArticlesI have been reading.Let me know what you have been reading.
This is,Me,Believing Knowledge Is Power,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Any fool can know. The point is to understand.”
- Albert Einstein -
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Loving Every Minute Of Our Relationship

Does this ever happen to you?Where you are driving along in your car with yourWife,orSpouse,orGirlfriend,orBoyfriend,or Life Partner,orSignificant Other,orWhomever,and a song likeBruno Mars' Grenadecomes on the radio,and you both sing along?Then,when the song is done,they turn off the radioand ask you,"Would you jump on a grenade for me?"This happened to me.My answer?"Sure, if the pin is still in it."I probably could have gotten away with just saying that,but I had to keep talking."If that ever happened, I would have to re-evaluate our relationship. Like, why are people throwing grenades at you. Sure, you are pretty and petite, but what happened in your past that would make people throw explosives your way?" After about twenty minutes of theSilent Treatment,out of the blue she asks,"Would you stand in front of a train for me?"I said,"Hell no!"I sleep on the couch now.
This is,Loving Every Minute Of Our Relationship,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“What a grand thing, to be loved! What a grander thing still, to love!”
- Victor Hugo -
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Why Should I Die? Chapter 2

   “If you haven't already, please everyone start your cerebral temporal lobe recorders,” Van Hause commands. “You are all going to enjoy what I have to say today.”
   The usual moans and groans come from the group of members who can't wait for the C.E.O. to die. Silence is heard, if it could be heard, from the neutral group of Trustees. While the rest, clear their throats with a barely audible sound of, “a little respect please,” which rounds out the noise from the members who always suck up to the Chairman each time one of these in person meetings are called.
   The most agitated member, Charles Paley asks, “Why couldn't a Mental Vision Meeting be called instead of this indignation of us being dragged out of our serenity of privacy? Does not the law clearly state, no more human contact between the surviving ruling class? Are we not in danger, of pathogens, viruses, and even germ infection? Do you not care?”
   “Enough!” Bellows the Chairman. “Before I have you disassembled before us all by nanobots!”
   “Sir, by your own laws, that would illegal,” interjects Peter quickly, while rising to his feet. “I'm sure Mr. Paley must be tired and his mind has not focused yet.”
   Quietly, Peter adds, “Please continue Mister Chairman, we are all very concerned about being called to a meeting so abruptly. Is there some crisis in the World that this Corporation could be in jeopardy?”
   The one hundred eighty-eight-year-old C.E.O. and Chairman of the Board still sat there fuming, thinking. Cooling off slowly. After all he has done in his life, good or bad, he still can't control the thoughts and voices of his distractors. But he will have the last laugh on these genetically orphaned born fools. Yes, he will.
   He knows what every person here wants from him. He can see it in their eyes. He can hear it in their words. Hear the rumors they spread. And he has enough spy-bots out in the World that he can hear them all whisper, even in their sleep!
   The Chairman knows that throughout the History of mankind, no radical group of individuals will whisper quietly enough that no one will overhear their words. To be overheard is why you whisper in public in the first place, otherwise, you would have said nothing.
   He hears their whispers all the time. The same message over and over again. He knows they are all planning against him, even the Members who say they are on his side completely.
   All scheming behind his back.
   With every waking moment, they are maneuvering, deal making, manipulating, engineering to be his successor.
   Only his friend Peter and Miss Shelly show no signs of a power play for his throne!
   “Sorry my friend. If you truly knew how these gentlemen and gentlewomen thought of me behind my back in the darkness of their own thoughts, you might be inclined to protect yourself better if my reign stumbles here and falls to the wayside!”
   Peter stands again, astonished! “Sir, I am sure you are only guessing at what you believe, that they think of you. All may not agree with every policy you put forth, but that is what makes each member here an individual.”
   “Would you want only yes-men, agreeable to your every word?” The diplomatic Peter says. “If one does not have someone who questions his work, would you still strive to be the best? Yes-men say yes to any level of achievement, even when that achievement is sub-par.”
   “So I stand before you Mr. Chairman and in front of all the Board Members, saying that I am sure you are not giving credence to any of the rumors of illegal Nano-intelligence against the Royal Families!”
   Smirks outline the fattened lips of most of the Trustees, while turned up crow’s feet appear along the happier eyes of the group. They almost think in unison. “This could be it. We have him breaking his own laws!”
   Simultaneously, all the Board Members frantically start mentally clicking their individual brain implanted computing lawyers. Hoping to gather enough evidence, confession, and probable cause to take down the old man for good.
This is,End Of Chapter Two Of,Why Should I Die?Jim Hauenstein,
And,

“If you had to identify, in one word, the reason why the human race has not achieved, and never will achieve, its full potential, that word would be 'meetings.”
- Dave Barry -

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Chapter 3

Where The Hack Is Anonymous?

I have a beef this morning.What ever happened toAnonymous?I know they have a very looseand decentralized command structure,but come on,what have you done for me lately? It would be very foolish to believe that everyone claiming to beAnonymousis trulyAnonymous.Yet,someone must be. I'm all for theirIdealism.I loved it when they took on theKKKandISIS.I even wrote about it.The "Anonymous"Postwas about theKKK.I have also commented onISISin myPostsThe Smuggling Prince, Be Prejudice Against Terrorists - Not A Race, Religion, Or Culture, #OpParis - #OpISIS, #PrayforBelgum - #PrayForPeace,and This Anonymous Comments On My Blog.I believe in what they do,when they stand up forYou and IagainstTerrorist,Prejudice,Criminal Activity,Political Corruptness,andAll-Around-Douchebagswho need to beHacked.Still,I haven't heard about them for months.I am hoping they are not becomingWikileaks,just playing the game for the headlines, and are still taking on theKKKandISIS!

This is,Hoping There Is Still An Anonymous Out There In The WorldAnd People Like Edward Snowden,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“The thing about a hero is, even when it doesn't look like there's a light at the end of the tunnel, he's going to keep on digging, he's going to keep trying to do what is right and make up for what has gone before, just because that is who he is.”
- Joss Whedon - That is my story and I am sticking to it! Like what you are reading,or do not like what you see.Set up my Blog as your Homepage,or sign up as a Follower,or leave a Comment,and I will answer you in a Post. Thanks for reading.