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Sciencing The $#!# Out Of The Day

It isSaturdayand once again,I am up early reading about some interestingScience.The first story is really good news for the planet,but I feel bad news for people who are trying to convince the world aboutGlobal Warning.That is my personal opinion,since I feel thisAdministrationwill use it,to their advantage,by saying something stupid like,"I told you so."The Earth’s ozone hole is shrinking and is the smallest it has been since 1988.By Marwa Eltagouri for The Washington Post.com/news/speakingofscience "Here's a rare piece of good news about the environment: The giant hole in the Earth's protective ozone layer is shrinking and has shriveled to its smallest peak since 1988, NASA scientists said. The largest the hole became this year was about 7.6 million square miles wide, about two and a half times the size of the United States, in September. But it was still 1.3 million square miles smaller than last year, scientists said, and has shrunk more since September. Warmer-than-usual weather conditions in the stratosphere are to thank for the shrinkage since 2016, as the warmer air helped fend off chemicals like chlorine and bromine that eat away at the ozone layer, scientists said. But the hole's overall reduction can be traced to global efforts since the mid-1980s to ban the emission of ozone-depleting chemicals."
See,I can here them now."Warmer client has help close the Ozone Layer. Global Warming has helped the world, not hurt it."That is what I believe those nuts inWashingtonwill say.First-seen neutron star collision creates light, gravitational waves and gold.By Ashley Strickland, for CNN on MSN.com"For the first time, two neutron stars in a nearby galaxy have been observed engaging in a spiral death dance around one another until they collided. What resulted from that collision is being called an unprecedented discovery that is ushering in a new era of astronomy, scientists announced Monday. We can now fill in a few more tiles in the jigsaw puzzle that is the story of our universe, said Laura Cadonati, deputy spokeswoman for the LIGO Scientific Collaboration and professor in the school of physics at Georgia Tech. The collision created the first observed instance of a single source emitting ripples in space-time, known as gravitational waves, as well as light, which was released in the form of a two-second gamma ray burst. The collision also created heavy elements such as gold, platinum and lead, scattering them across the universe in a kilonova -- similar to a supernova -- after the initial fireball."  I really need to buy a good telescope.I can't see $#!+ with mine.Beautiful Saturn: Ringed Planet Shines in New Cassini Photo.By Mike Wall, Space.com"Another gorgeous Saturn photo has emerged from the Cassini archives. The newly released image, which NASA's Cassini spacecraft took on Aug. 12, shows the gas giant and its iconic rings in all their glory. And if you look carefully, you can see the tiny moon Pandora; it's a faint dot near the top of the photo, just beyond the thin outer F ring. Also in this image is the gap between Saturn's cloud tops and its innermost D ring, through which Cassini would pass 22 times before ending its mission in spectacular fashion [on] Sept. 15, 2017, NASA officials wrote in an image description today."
 One last look at whatCassini  has sent back to us.
This is,Sciencing The $#!# Out Of The Day,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“If we knew what it was we were doing, it would not be called research, would it?”- Albert Einstein -
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Professor U.R.N. Stoop Speaks Once Again

As a
Parent,
you will often find yourself doling out advice,
to your kids,
because you do not want them to make the same mistakes as you did.
And,
the worst thing you can do,
is give advice that is unwanted.
To your children,
they feel,
you are nagging them.
So,
to get around this dilemma,
I give my advice here,
on my
Blog,
hoping my kids read it,
and take the advice.
From
May 10th, 2015
my
Post,
Professor U.R.N. Stoop.

*****
 The space,
in between your ears,
is the final frontier.
These are the stories of the
Men & Women
who have fought to keep that space in between your ears alive
and well,
without stupidity.
While you go along in life,
not doing anything,
but stumbling,
bumbling,
crumbling,
grumbling,
and fumbling,
a lot of your knowledge falls out,
directly from your ears
and that attracts the dreaded
Earwig.
 
These people fight to keep the deadly mind eating
Earwig
bug from going up your ear canal.
Because,
for to,
too many humans,
the uneducated rays of the
Sun
looks bright to them.
As long as they don't take off those blindfolded
UV Sunglasses.
Until then,
they can pretend they see which way the wind blows
and quietly smell them plastic roses.
But with a huff
and a puff,
all the
Tom Foolery
the
Politicians
play,
all the scheming
and weaning the
Rich Folk
tell you is
OK,
and the
Majority Reading Minority
remind you to say,
"What the hey, anyways,"
you realize,
as it becomes clear to you as night
and day,
that your brightly lit
Sun
goes down each night,
quietly away.
By then it is too late to say,
or complain about
Anything.
So as you wallow in self pity
and misery,
always remember those famous last words from
Professor U.R.N. Stoop.
"You'll gladly pay the Piper next Tuesday for that hamburger you can't afford today!"A reminder from the people who are
Selling Your Future Short
and
The Ad Councilor.

This is,
Telling You To Take A Hold Of Your Future
And Do Something Positive With It,
Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“In politics, stupidity is not a handicap."- Napoleon Bonaparte - 
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And no,
I am not calling my kids stupid.
I just want them to grab hold of their future
and run with it!

The Man From Mars - Episode Thirty

   There I was. In the back of the longest, sleekish, black limousine I have ever seen.
   I couldn't see who was driving the vehicle because the privacy window was closed. Even if it wasn't, I'm not sure if I could have seen any distinct features on the driver's face from this distance.
   I was squeezed in the very back seat because Tiny felt it necessary to push his body up against mine, effectively pushing me up against the door. If I had wanted to do harm to Ponleak or Tiny, I couldn't have. It was impossible to move in this seating arrangement.
   Ponleak spoke first.
   "Tiny. Let up on Mister Johnson. You need to remember, he is our friend."
   With that, Tiny moved and I took a deep breath of relief.
   I didn't say anything right away, because I was assessing the situation and of where I stood with these two. Why, all of the sudden the aggressive behavior towards me? Haven't I kept the amulet in safe hands?
   With this line of thinking, I started to feel unappreciated. In the sense that they were not grateful for the efforts I have been going through lately.
   Here I was, traveling around half of the country, on a bus, trying to escape who knows who, and Ponleak has me followed from the start. When he wants to talk to me, he comes riding up in a limo, over fifteen meters long. Why couldn't he have helped me from the start? Surely he knew I could have used some help and some of his resources to protect the amulet?
   I stewed in my thoughts for the moment, as the limo drove down roads I didn't recognize. And then it came to me. Why haven't I thought about this before. Ponleak has been around since mankind has learned to use fire. Or maybe he taught mankind how to use fire. So why isn't he the richest, most powerful man on the planet Earth?
   With the power of the amulet at his disposal, the advance mathematics he must have known before us Earthlings could even write, and leading a party of equally talented and skilled Atlantians, why didn't Ponleak conquer Earth and become its eternal leader?
   So I asked him.
   His answer?
   "I am the most powerful person on the planet Earth. I have accumulated riches beyond belief. But what is wealth and power? Just another form of messaging someone's ego. My brethren and I have lived a thousand lives here on the planet Earth. Countless metamorphoses, were we change location, nationality, and often skin color. All to go unnoticed by the human race."
   Ponleak pauses here. Opens up a panel in a box, stationed between my seat and his. Inside the box is a small bottles of liquor. He pours himself a scotch and soda and asks me if I want something.
   I say no.
   He continued. "What do you think the human race would do if they found a group of individuals who, in their eyes, live forever? Have the power over the magnetic fields of all matter? And come from another world?"
   He stared at me, but I didn't answer.
   "Some would worship us as Gods, others would loath us and plan for our demise. We would either be killed by the populace or we would have to destroy the human race to survive."
   He took a sip, then said, "Neither prospect looked promising to us. Especially since our home planet was destroyed because of the ignorance of a powerful few."
   He waited for me to ask him a question now or to make some kind of remark.
   I decided to ask him a question. "Can I have that drink now?"

To Be Continued....
Next Thursday.
This is,Yes,I made Up The Word Sleekish,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Only suckers worry. But he can knock the worry if he takes a Scotch and soda.”
- Ernest Hemingway, -
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Five Best Posts Of August, 2017

It isNovember 1st,and your teeth are hurting from eating all thatHalloween Candy.Still,you came to check out myBlogto get some relief from that throbbing nerve you have in your largest molar.Well,you are in luck,because I am still trying to catch up withThe Five Best Posts Of Each Month.And this month,that I am still behind is,the month ofAugust.So here areThe Five Best Posts Of August, 2017! 
We have a tie for theThe Fifth Best Post Of The Month Of August, 2017.
And They Are:
A Day In CourtMy interpretation of why Deus had to kick out Zabulus from Heaven. It is an original story written by me and I do not want to give away anymore spoilers. Because I believe it is one of my better stories, and I want you to read it. Time Escape ToursAnother original story where time travel is the back story. When a passenger on a time tour takes upon himself to hunt a prehistoric animal, he inadvertently changes the future. None of the passenger can foresee what the new future will be like and are surprised by its outcome.
The Fourth Best Post Is:Meiko KajiMy tribute to a Japanese Kung Fu Actress who wowed Japanese and American audiences alike during the 1970s. If you like, look her up and rent a few of her early movies. And yes, this is during the classic era, when the characters were overdubbed with the English language, and their lips didn't sync up to what they were saying. [image error]
The Third Best Post Is: Mountain PassAn original story from me about a child's imagination and where it can lead him. Playing in his backyard, a boy imagines he his crossing over a "Mountain Pass" during a snowstorm. No more spoilers. Please read it. Thanks.
The Second Best Post Is:Beetle Spies - The Re-PostA true story about how the United States Military is using actual insects to spy on our adversaries. They also developed insect looking drones for this use. You will be amazed by the technology of our day. 
 The Number One Best Post Of August, 2017 Is:What Can I Say?  Re-Posted & UpdatedThe true story of my life and the opportunities had to become a musician. I am grateful for those opportunities, but I would never live my life in any other way. Because I never thought I would have seven wonderful children, thirteen grandchildren, and one great grandson. Life couldn't get any better then this. There you have it,The Five Best Posts Of August, 2017.I appreciate everyone for reading myBlog. This is, Wondering What I Will Write About TomorrowJim Hauenstein,
And,
“My blog is a collection of answers people don’t want to hear to questions they didn’t ask.”
- Sebastyne Young -
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Happy Halloween Everyone

   The Vegetarian Zombie   You say what? There,
following you so close behind.Moaning his grief,the torture of his mind.
His arms reaching out,grabs like its mine.Stiff he waddles,each step a Frankenstein's.
He was born on the hollows,of all weens night.Just ate the candy,diluting his thoughts of foresight.
Ragged complexion,blackness of skin.A mouth drools open,for the sweetness within.
Sweetness the parasite,was his constant friend.A Mother's warning,never heeded in the end.
Now hide if you can,from his constant pursuit.Learn he has,the value of your vegetablesand fruit.
He raids your gardens,at night he does.Eating your veggies,the rightful healthier buzz.
No longer the monster,once sickened by sweets.Invigorating lifestyle,is his new bag of treats.
1800 Aussie Ghost Story   Outside flashes a rogue of weather,made my wife and I band together.Before the fire that keeps us warm,we sit protected against the storm.Holding my wife, my life,while she plays that teary fife.
A visitor does call on this frightful night,to plead my help in his awful blight.I have been known to dabble in those cases,where mystery in itself is the basis.Hear my wife, my life,while she plays that weary fife.
What brings you here to knock on my door,in conditions one should surely abhor.Appearance of a Specter was I to investigate,and if not for the weather I would not hesitate.Now listen to my wife, my life,while she plays that dreary fife.
I say to you, sit my old friend and gentleman,we will wait out the storm, here, while we can.Take of my food and drink of my ale.Listen to the music my betroth here wails.So listen to my wife, my life,while she plays that leery fife.
I do not understand your laugh so hearty,you embarrass me, while here you “Starve the Bardies.”How can you look at me with such eyes,as crazed by my promise to your query you apprise.Holding my wife, my life,while she plays that eerie fife.

I consider it an insult in my home no less,by the display you foster of your mindless jest.Now you dare to declare I am mad.A sad comment coming from you, a frighten man.Hear my wife, my life,while she plays that bleary fife.
He who sees the Specters flying about.What nerve you announce that I say you flout.I will capture those Spirits all.Never again will those Ghost screech their cursed call.Now listen to my wife, my life,while she plays that teary fife.
What do you say, you clown of the untrue,my wife has perished this past year of the flu.Then who sits besides me that I hold so dear,an apparition you say that I should fear.No, listen to my wife, my life,while she plays that leery fife.
Never could I lose one so close to me.You will take your leave, no longer welcomed you see.I promise dear, that you I shall never leave,that fool thinks I'm mad since I will not grieve.I'll listen to my Wife, my life,while she plays that dreary fife.
Why would I live in a world without you,gloom overwhelming, a heart with nothing to do.So sit here I will, with the fires to stoke,burning the house, to be as you, a whisper of smoke.I must listen for my Wife, my life, while she plays that eerie fife.
"The Curse Of Being A Vampire."
I can come out,Only in the darkened night.I am treated frighteningly,In someone's surprised sight.
My anguish inside,Torments me to the bone.Did I ask for this?No, but I bare it alone.
I was bitten from the bite,as cold as Winter's frost.The life I had before me,Gone now, all lost.
Why, with no heartbeat,Do my eyes still see?Why, with my mind still thinking,I know it is not me.
Now run away from me,Do not play the hero fool.The smell of life within you,sets my fangs to drool.
To survive in this plight,I am forced to drink your blood.Afterwards, the guilt of murder,Hits me like a flood.
Once, I was a good man,never committing a mortal sin.Then why was I burdened,With all of Hell within?
I did not ask,To roam the night undead.Given eternal damnation,For my soul, can never mend.
I thought of ending my life,Going over to the Church.Not until I have my revenge,Upon the Beast that I still search.
He is a Beast whose victims,Never fail to die.Their life is cut, so very short,But their souls, are always free to fly.
Then why did he decide,That I should be the one?To decay in darkness,Never seeing the light of the Sun.
So I will follow the path of death,I must eat along the way.Until I meet up with that Beast,Some future fateful day.
Then I will destroy him,There will be no more of my kind.Because the thought of your blood inside me,Creeps through both of our cursed minds! This is,Handing Out Candy This Year,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn, and caldron bubble.”- William Shakespeare - That is my story and I am sticking to it! Like what you are reading? Sign up as a Follower,or Set up my Blogas your Homepageon your Web-browser,or Leave a Comment,or a Suggestion,and I will answer you in a Post. Thanks for reading.

Remembering The Darknet

 This is a story I wrote on
June 20th, 2015
when I was still highly motivated,
to write
Political Posts.
Originally,
it was called
The Darknet.

*****
I want to inform you about
The Darknet,
before the
NSA
busts down my door.
This
Post
is for a couple of friends of mine who always want to stay under the
"Grid."All major
Internet Security Companies
and
Governments,
from around the
World,
will have you believe that the only reason for the
"Darknet"
existing,
is for criminal activity.Wrong.In reality,
it is one of the safest ways to communicate to one individual
or corporation when both parties want want to stay under the radar,
World Wide.
There is
Criminal Activity
on the
Darknet,
don't get me wrong,
but it is monitored daily,
 just like the internet you use everyday.I am not going into detail,
on how to do it,
or why that is so.If you can't find out on how to do it yourself,
you are not a cyberpunk,
or even a geek.So you don't understand this
World
anyways. I have some friends who the average person would consider,
paranoid of our
Federal Government.Lets look at some examples of our
Government,
on all levels,
doing things wrong.
Maybe that is why some people are feeling a little paranoid. The Patriot Act. A couple years back,
Edward Snowden's
revealed that the
NSA
is spying on its
Citizens,
which used to be illegal.
But,
because of 
The Patriot Act,
there are loopholes.
Any phone call,
email,
text,
snail mail,
purchases,
or internet browsing,
coming into,
or going out of the
United States,
gives the
NSA
the
Right
to monitor
All Your Activity For Something Suspicious!
 Which person alive,
in the
U.S.
hasn't done at least one of those six items I've mentioned!
Then,
with the
NSA's
persistence of freezing someone's assets,
detaining
U.S. Citizens
longer than 72 hours without accusing them of a crime,
and their overall disrupting of a person's personal life,
where they can lose their job,
and lose their family before being cleared of all suspicion,
why shouldn't it be considered
Treason By Our Government,
 against the
American Public?It is corruption
and it can happen to any individual
or
Government Agency
with a lot of power,
when there are no
Checks & Balances
to keep them in line.Remember
Richard Jewel?A bomb went off in
July, of 1996
in
Atlanta's Centennial Olympic Park,
killing one person
and injuring 111 others.It could have been a lot worst if it weren't for
Mister Jewell.He spotted the bomb when he was working security in the park.
He alerted the police right away
and helped them clear most of the people out of the area before it went off.Then the
FBI,
Local Police,
and the
Media,
all branded him as the bomber.Ruining his life.He lost his job
and his family.Spent most of the next few years,
branded as a
Terrorist.Even though he was eventually cleared of any crime.He was falsely accused because they couldn't find a suspect at first.Eric Robert Rudolph
was able to set off three more pipe bombs,
on different occasions,
before he was identified as the real
Olympic bomber.You want more?Read your History books about the demagogic,
Joseph McCarthy.As usual,
I could ramble on
and on about this subject.But I want to point out,
I do not believe for one instance,
that the
U.S. Government,
of this
Great Country
of ours,
as a whole,
is corrupt
or evil.It is individuals inside the
Government
who believe they have the right to manipulate circumstances,
believing they are changing the course of
History,
to what they believe,
is the right course.Remember the treasonous
Lieutenant Colonel Oliver Laurence North?
(Iran-Contra Affair)Today,
the media makes him look like a
Hero!He is a criminal who had friends in
"High Places"
who bailed him out of trouble. With no
Checks & Balances,
"Power Corrupts."And some people are more worried then others about our Government's
corruption.They want to stay under the
Government's Eye.One way to do that is,
The Darknet!This is,
The One Time Grey Hat Hacker,
Jim Hauenstein,


And,

“Oh, Wikipedia, with your tension between those who would share knowledge and those who would destroy it.”
- John Green -  
In a future
Post,
I will explain the difference between a
Black,
Gray,
and
White Hat Hacker.
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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Bar-Code Tattoo

You have probably seen a movieor two,over the years,where people are stamped with a bar-code,identifying themand there place in society.One of the earliest movies I can remember was calledFortress.Made in 1992and starringI can't say for sure,butGuitar Centershould be using that one.I do live in theTemecula Valley Wine Country.That bar code would look great on a nice bottle of red.We do have to have a scary one.It isHalloweenonTuesday.And this last one describes our evolution as a species.Wait,maybe the movies were right?
This is,Getting A Bar-Code Tattoo When I Get Old Enough,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“It’s a pity that virgins can’t be issued with some kind of bar-code.”
- Sara Craven, -
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Geek Saturday

I haven't been keeping up on myGeeky Tech TalksonSaturdayslike I used to,so I believe today is the day to revive those types ofPosts.Especially this first story.Since my kids,grand-kids,relatives,friends,and neighbors all use thisAppto try to talk to me.Even though I have never once personally used it.
Hackers are now using Facebook Messenger to spread 'advanced' malware code.By Jason Murdock for International Business Times on MSN.com/News"Hackers are now using Facebook Messenger to circulate malicious links in an attempt to trick unsuspecting victims into downloading various forms of adware. It remains unclear how fast it is spreading – but experts believe it could be the result of stolen passwords, hijacked web browsers or a technique known as clickjacking. This was spreading via Facebook Messenger, serving multi-platform malware/adware, using tons of domains to prevent tracking, and earn clicks. The code is advanced and obfuscated, said David Jacoby, an expert at cyber-security firm Kaspersky Lab. The Facebook message used typical social engineering tactics to trick users into clicking a link – meaning the content was designed to appear personalized. In this instance, it came in the form of a short message with the victim's name, a shocked face emoji and a shortened Bit.ly link to a blurred out video."
 More proof that usingFacebookis really detrimental to your health!
Scientists find missing baryons -- half the universe's missing matter.By Brooks Hays for UPI "Two separate teams of researchers have found half of the universe's hidden matter, partially solving a mystery that has long troubled astronomers. When it comes to the search for missing matter, dark matter -- the mysterious, invisible material accounting for roughly 80 percent of the mass of the universe -- hogs the headlines. But astronomers have also struggled to find a lot of visible matter, too. Now, a pair of research teams have found the missing matter. The matter is made up of particles called baryons, heavy subatomic particles made up of three quarks. Astronomers discovered the missing baryons among strands of hot, diffuse gas linking the universe's galaxies together -- the faintest portions of what's known as the cosmic web."
 I am still looking forward toDark Matter.Because it matters!
Scientists Create Nano-particles That Help Antibiotics Kill Drug-Resistant Bacteria.By Suraj Radhakrishnan for International Business Times on MSN.com/News"Imagine a small nanobot injected into your bloodstream that travels through organs, identifies dead or dying cells, and eliminates them, effectively curing a disease. Does that sound too far-fetched? Researchers have recently taken significant steps in implementing nano-science in medicine. The scientists from the University of Colorado, Boulder, have engineered nano-particles, which can produce chemicals that make drug-resistant bacteria more susceptible to antibiotics, shortening the length of treatment. These bots are fundamentally quantum dots, which are capable of producing a chemical that makes the pathogen more reactive to the tried and tested antibiotics. This study, published in the journal, Science Advances, could help combat super-bugs that tend not to respond to a standard antibiotic treatment, increasing the treatment time and severity of methods of treatment."
 There you have it.Some of the stories I have been readingand find fascinating.AsSpockwould say.
This is,Always Willing To Learn,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“The saddest aspect of life right now is that science gathers knowledge faster than society gathers wisdom.”
- Isaac Asimov -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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Remembering AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

 I miss moments like these with my
Grandson.
From
June 25th, 2015.
My
Post
AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! ****
I was supposed to be on a little vacation this week up at
Big Bear, California.That is why I said I'll be out of the office for a while on my previous
Post. I was going to visit my friend
Bob
and his wife
Tamera.They have a cabin up there.Well,
of course,
problems arose.First,
a 20,000-acre brush wildfire started heading towards the town of Big Bear.Second,
my friend hurt his ankle,
where he had to go to the
Doctor
and have it checked out.While there,
he asked the attending
Nurse,
who works for one of the
Air Quality Index Companies
on the side,
if it was a good idea for an asthmatic to come up to
Big Bear
right now.She emphatically said no.I'm the asthmatic. So,
instead of enjoying the normally good clean mountain air,
or sipping on cold glasses of
Gin & Tonics,
and just overall relaxing from the grind of keeping my
Blog
updated,
I'm at home on the couch playing pin-ball on my
Xbox One.I have four different tables I can choose from on my pinball game.My goal is to reach 100,000,000 points
or more on each table.I've already reached 100,000,000 points on two out of four games so far.
Now I'm working on my third.I was at 93,000,000 points on
"The Walking Dead"
game
and confidently heading towards my goal,
when my
Grandson
decided he was bored.Not only did he stand in front of me,
blocking my view of the big screen TV,
but he also had one of those rubber darts where,
if you lick it,
it will stick to a window
or other smooth surfaces.Well,
he licked it.Then he threw it
and it stuck on my forehead.
You never heard such laughter.Thinking I would still be able to save my game if he would just get out of the way in time,
my hands never left the controller.So there I was,
with a plastic dart stuck to my head,
when he moved.
Screaming,
I witnessed my last ball go past my flailing flippers into the center hole.
 End of game.AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is,
It Is Always An Adventure With My Grandson,
Jim Hauenstein,
And,

“That's when I gave up pinball.”
- Haruki Murakami, -
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The Man From Mars - Episode Twenty Nine

   "Why me?" I asked, the once Vice President of Mars.
   "Why not you?" Is what Ponleak answered.
   "Come on. Don't give me that mumbo jumbo crap of an answer. Why me?" I asked heatedly.
   After all I have been through so far. Dreaming as if our lives were intertwined somehow. How could he tell me that reverse psychological crap of an answer.
   "Okay. I will tell you the truth." Ponleak said calmly. "I saw in you a strong quality of morals and principles, that not all humans have. You, of course, have not led a totally righteous life, but when it comes right down to it, I believe, your conscious will make you act in the proper manner concerning the amulet."
   "Thank you. I guess." I replied. Thinking he was trying to give me a compliment somehow. "But after holding on to it for so long yourself, why give it up now?"
   "There always come a time when a King must hand over his thrown to his sons. Be it through death or abdication. An old President, of any business venture, must make way for a younger Vice President with fresh aggressive ideas or the company will become stagnant." Ponleak was explaining. "It came time to see if the human race is ready to handle power of the amulet."
   "What if we aren't?" I asked ingenuously. "You know, that I know, that you and your kind have been the movers and shakers behind the human race for centuries. I cannot believe you haven't noticed our knack for destroying ourselves and killing what is good in this world. It all stems from coveting what our neighbors have."
   "What do you think happened on Atlantis? Or what you call Mars today." Ponleak said sadly. "We had one million years on Atlantis, or a little less than two million of your Earth years, to build a world and expand into the solar system. But what did we do as a species? We subjugated most of our people and let the few have everything. We let them have all the power, riches, and freedom. Instead of expanding into the solar system, we made laws to limit the amount of children a couple could have if they were not among the elite."
    Ponleak quieted down for the moment, as the waitress came back for the second time, asking frustratingly, "Are you ready to order yet?"
    Ponleak looked at me, and I understood I was to order first. Which I did. Then he ordered for himself and Tiny.
    We waited again, before speaking, as the waitress quickly came back with the coffee pot to fill our cups. Once she was done, he began again.
    "Over time, the few enacted law after law to ensure their family lineage would never loose power. They enacted laws so no one could climb above their inherited station in life. The few became richer and more powerful. Everyone else, became poorer."
    "Let me ask you this then?" I asked, staring straight into Ponleak's eyes. "If you were born and raised as one of the elite, how come you rebelled against your supposed inherited station in life?"
    "It was a well keep secret among a few powerful people." He replied. "My father had fallen in love with my mother whose station in life was far below of his. He saw a special beauty in her and an intelligence way above her level. So he made a deal with the previous Board of Directors and became the most notorious Chief of Security Atlantis has ever seen. Taking down people who made power plays against the Director. Making sure he always stayed in power, so the true story of where the woman he loved came from, was never told to the masses."
    I thought about it, then said, "You rebelled out of love for your mother then?"
    "Yes."
    "You wanted to change your society. Your whole way of life, so to speak?"
    Ponleak put his head down, seemingly talking to the table top.
    "I wanted everyone on Atlantis to have a fare shake in life. A chance to move up in the world if they deserve it. Or down if they were not worthy of the position they were in."
    Neither of us said a word after that, as the waitress came back with our meals.
    Tiny immediately jumped all over his food. I ate mine and Ponleak picked at his, deep in thought.
    Without the menus, we still tried to cover our conversation by talking with a fork full of food in front of our mouths, or the coffee cups just inches away from our lips.
    It was bugging me so much I had ask Ponleak, "What happened on Atlantis? I almost saw it in my dreams, what happened on those final days, but I was awoken before it was revealed to me." 
    Ponleak put his head down even further. Dropping his fork onto his plate and holding his face with both hands. Covering up the shame, or his fright, or his tears. I don't know.
    I will never know for sure because Tiny picked me up with one hand, knocking over half the contents on our table, waving a finger in front of me, as if to say no, no.
    The only noise came from the waitress, who didn't back down from Tiny's size at all, saying, "If you are going to fight, take it outside, or I will call the cops on you guys, right away."
     Tiny, still holding me in the air, got up, off his seat in the booth, and took me outside without me ever putting my feet on the ground. He held me there until Ponleak came outside and told him to put me down.
    Then he said, "I paid for our meals and left a hefty tip. But I believe Tiny's little display of strength has not gone unnoticed. I believe it is time for us to leave.
    With that a black limousine pulls up and Tiny throws me into the back seat.

To Be Continued....
Next Thursday.
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