A Friend of Mine
A friend of mine got colon cancer earlier this year and had it surgically removed. They apparently got it all out. Maybe a few teensy cells left, but apricot seeds can probably destroy them, through the normal processes of cell health. No problem. I was motivated by the experience of my friend to get my own colon examined, for no particular reason, and my own colon has no problems. I might add a few apricot seeds to my diet, in future. In the Big News, a friend of mine appeared in court yesterday in Orange County, California (the Land Beyond Beyond), attempting to recover lawful possession of her property which was stolen in August of 2016. Her lawyer was apparently unsuccessful, but she can go appeal. I guess her worthy counterparty's lawyer was successful. She lives in a nice garage now, with a patch of astroturf outside. In the little news, 1,643.8356164 people had their homes stolen yesterday. Their names will be little noted, nor long remembered. 1,643.8356164 more people are scheduled for today. I was studying up this morning with one of my neighbors what might be a good strategy to get her own home back from the people who stole it last year over in Williamson County. She lives in her truck now. We came up with a strategy to try out on appeal. Pretty soon is the First Monday in October, and SCOTUS will be back in session, with at least eight, maybe nine Justices, who will be considering the case of a friend of mine in Massachusetts, #17-1307 on the calendar, and the situation of the 600,000 people (the little noted nor long remembered subjects above), who had their homes stolen last year. They will have both a majority and a minority opinion, and some guidance. I'm praying the issue be completely resolved, maybe with a few teensy unresolved issues buried down deep, but certainly responsive to the legal equivalent of apricot seeds, whatever that is. Back when Barack Obama was President, we had a Financial Crisis Investigation Committee Report, and we set up a Mortgage Fraud Task Force, currently funded with $555,000,000 per year. One way or another, they've collected $37,500,000,000 over the years since, but it seems like we still have this economic cancer living among us, and we still have people living in trucks, and garages, and little tent cities at the edge of town, and we still have a Task, and we still need a Force. About five percent of America is being consumed, from the inside out. If allowed to continue, this can't be a healthy economical situation. Leeches were at one time presumed to be quite healthy, but that was a long time ago, we have better doctors now, and my Aunt Susie is 126 years old. I see on PACER that we have today 318,000,000 parties in lawsuits, which means almost everyone in America is a party to some lawsuit. Some people might be a party to more than one, actually. US Bank NA is party to more than 512,000, and I didn't want to pay another ten cents to look at Page 2. Being a lawyer should be a pretty profitable business. There shouldn't be much legal work left, with that many lawyers working on it. Actually, most of the lawyers I talk to are unavailable. Is there Something Going On? Let's Give Them Something to Talk About!
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AuthorDave McCrae is a retired engineer now settled in Oatmeal, Texas. I trained as a nuclear physicist and for a brief time was able to hold positions operating a small cyclotron, a large computer (CDC-6400 BITD) and as a medical researcher. After a weekend in Cleveland, and learning to weld, I left academia and joined Clan MacRae, constructing large buildings, setting complex machinery, devising manufacturing processes, and operating deepwater submersibles. I had too much fun, and made too much money. The cyclotron was kind of quaint, punch card computers are pretty much extinct, and we still have issues with cancer. Archives
November 2018
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