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HARK!
Science and technology made change
come faster.
A lot faster.
After Man learned to build
fires, he observed various Round Things had many uses.
Useful as campfire chairs,
necklaces, and tables.
Above all, sophisticated places to hide behind when
stinky bears came to advertise their claim on a higher place in the food chain.
Eventually, however, Man
observed Round Things actually ROLLED.
[Rock & Roll,
as we now know, came
later.]
Whoooooooooeeeee; the WHEEL was born.
CART SCIENCE
So, ever restless, Man brought
forth Technology and
invented carts. Initially, efforts were quite awful since a full
grasp of mechanical engineering, calculus, and stress "analogous"
was beyond their comprehension.
However, it wasn't long before
Man learned to knock out a center-hole in a Round Thing, stick
a small log in it, attach a frame of branches, and have a Grand
Conveyance.
Carts were the first trucks.
[By definition, to state the obvious.]
Before cars. Before bicycles. Even before scooters; certainly
unicycles.
Soon, while navigating high
mountain passes, Man discovered it was
righteous wisdom to release their "Adventure In Moving" cart
before it dropped off a cliff.
A few exciting
hang-on-at-all-cost trips to the valley floor proved way too painful
and sometimes even deadly.
Naturally, said Wheeled Thing
was usually stuffed to the max with skins, sticks, stones, bones
and other carry-on baggage.
Quite often, everything was
lost. This caused great frustration with the spoken language when
incessant wailing to the gods caused brain-freeze and tongue-lock.
[Another pitiful sight.]
After many Big Thumps had addled
their brains, many couldn't remember what or how much they lost.
This immediately brought forth a new belief system convincing them they
were heavily put upon by mystic devils.
So, Caveman had to come up
with a new way to describe a solution.
So, the word "inventory" was
born.
This meant Caveman had to
learn to count.
That's why the first home
inventory started with just
two rocks and progressed from there.
Eventually, Man
journeyed to many continents.
And, in time,
ended up with a modern-day
structure to contain those items waiting to be inventoried.
America's
Suburban Tribe became known throughout the world as the finest
connoisseurs of Precious Things ensconced in a garage waiting to be organized and counted.
Precious, that
is, until members of the Suburban Tribe were eaten alive by the
Great Economic Meltdown of '08.
[A frightful
tale for another day.]
The Moral Of
This Story Is .....
Don't Fight
Change.
It's a terrible energy sink.
Put soothing salve on the RTC syndrome
and ADAPT.
Ignore
tradition. Reach out and grasp a transition. You'll be
way ahead of the pack.
Be
resilient. If confronted with a disaster, the negative facts
will speak for themselves.
No amount of rumination,
bemoaning, or wailing will change the reality of a disaster
or emergency.
A known "Transition"
Focus on
what's left to
value.
And, value that more
than ever.
REMEMBER THIS
ABOVE ALL
Everything
Leaks!
[Right when you
least expect it.]
Now, if we've been boring you to
tears, here's the direct click to ...
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If not rendered
glassy-eyed, more interesting thoughts are just around the corner
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