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PRAYER FOR C-SPAN

ITS 12:39AM FRIDAY MORNING. I HAVE TO BE AT WORK BRIGHT AN EARLY TOMORROW.
TO COME UP WITH ENGINEERING SOLUTIONS FOR THE WORLDS DATA NETWORKS.

I SHOULD HAVE BEEN A SLEEP AT 2 HOURS AGO. MY LIFE IS VERY CONTENT,
EXCEPT ONE THING.

I DECIDED TO PRAY ABOUT IT TONIGHT. I WANT TO SHARE THAT PRAY WITH THE C-SPAN STAFF.
ALL OF WHOM, I HAVE HAD THE LUCKY CHANCE TO SEE. I HAVE GROWN TO FEEL LIKE THEY
ARE PART OF MY SMALL FAMILY.

DEAR LORD,

I WORRY, MY DREAMS THAT I HAVE GROWN UP WITH AS A LITTLE BOY ARE NO LONGER
GOING TO COME TRUE. I HAVE BEEN SO VERY PROUD OF MY COUNTRY. I KNEW FROM
THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART THAT THE USA. STOOD FOR NOBLEST CAUSES OF MANKIND
ON MOTHER EARTH.

NOW, I HAVE GROW UP I GUESS. AND SEE THAT IS NO LONGER TRUE. THE REALITY
OF POWERFUL PEOPLE IN THE WORLD AND IN MY BELOVE USA. WHO HAVE THEIR OWN
INTEREST AT HEART. THEY WILL LIE, STEAL, MANIPULATE, MURDER. YES, MURDER
THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE AT THE DROP OF A HAT. IF, THEY SEE IT WILL MAKE THEM
ENOUGH MONEY TO ENDURE WHAT LITTLE CONSEQUENCES THEY WILL SUFFER.

THEY ARE DESTROYING MY LIFE LONG DREAM. I AM ANGRY DEAR LORD. OH, I AM SO
SO ANGRY.

DEAR LORD, THERE IS ONE SMALL, VERY SMALL, LITTLE SPOT OF HOPE. THEY ARE

In the U.S., business comes before patriotism

Printed from the The Independent website: indyweek.gyrobase.com

POSTED ON SEPTEMBER 6, 2006:

In the U.S., business comes before patriotism

By Peter Eichenberger

On his 75th birthday in 1938, Henry Ford (center) is awarded the Grand Cross of the Supreme Order of the German Eagle. Hitler's personal congratulatory message accompanied the award. William Dodd, the U.S. Ambassador to Germany in the 1930s, said in an interview that "certain American industrialists [i.e., Ford] had a great deal to do with bringing fascist regimes into being in both Germany and Italy."
Photo courtesy of The Memory Hole
Fidel Castro showed up at my house one sunny afternoon in 1959. It was daddy in a mask. Over the months, I watched the George Washington of Cuba (The New York Times) transmute to Robespierre in about nine minutes, as I remember. I've been interested ever since.

So when Bernie Reeves of Metro Magazine, Betsy Buford and the good people at the N.C. Museum of History made Cuba and Fidel the subject of the Fourth Annual International Spy Convention, I jumped. See, I had an inside. When grandpa and grandma came visiting, the power trunk of Evert and Margaret's titanic Lincoln would disgorge Air Force rocket models and parts of the real things, programmable timers, switch panels, bearings, gyroscopes, bomb-sight lenses, you name it. Grandpa had done a job on the Nazis with an aerial bomb fuse of his design. Biddabang-biddaboom, the rocket crazy '50s and '60s took off and there was work aplenty for Raymond Engineering Laboratories.