There is one thing that I want to share with you, and it is brutal
To prevent an average guy/gull from thinking is to destroy them within, it is called Social Engineering
Most of us are nice people, we do things, create, and love one or the other sometimes or whatever
We do like to be nice and care for one another. I’ve seen it with babies
Now, how to destroy it all? So simple
To destroy someone is to deny it to function as a human being
And a frog in boiling water comes to my mind

And I want an explanation, right here and now
Since when a plantation owner wants to be slaves educated?
It smells like Democracy all over or a Communism
Education for all for free, when slaves start to think nothing good comes from it
Since when the military is to protect and not to kill. I scratch my head
Perhaps big Pharma’s only dream is to keep us healthy and happy? Sincerely I doubt it

We seem to always forget some very important facts. You must make a profit or go out of business. Why-because you must have enough money to pay your people. After all, without people you cannot run the company and if you do not take care of your people, they will work for someone else. You can neither tax nor regulate yourself into prosperity and to have jobs you must have investment and profit. Profit is not a dirty word because it is also known as a paycheck for many. Those who do not innovate will wither and die and be replaced by those who do. Those with education, skills, and experience will command more compensation ( an engineer with a masters degree and 20 years experience is worth more than 18 year old high school drop out). Companies continually strive to become better and more efficient at what they do because others will replace them if they do not. Jobs become obsolete and are replaced with new ones. Automation has produced a hundred jobs for each one that they eliminate and we all benefit by that. Most of us started at the bottom. I know that I did. I have been retired for eighteen years and have no pension, however, I an doing just fine because I planned. If you did not plan, then you have no reason to complain about those who did. I all comes down to the individual.

For seven years I used to be a Professor
And yes, I do have a master’s degrees for it
Pedagogics/Psychology/Engineering Sciences
So sad that it all went to waste
In a mid of a sweet afternoon all was breaking down
I was blind and full of myself not to notice changes around
The stench of rotting corpses dissolving within their own
Escaped me at all, and I blame myself for it
And I’m old, too old to go underground as I did before
It shall be my students do it, forget about it, let them enjoy

I’m afraid to loose my Canadian Citizenship because
• I’m White
• I’m Heterosexual
• I’m not Transgender or LSBTQP….
• I’m conservative in my thinking
• I like women very much
• I’m not a Pedophile
• I hate war
• I think a lot
Please give me a better reason to strip me from my Canadian Citizenship

But of course economics of the society and well being of the subjects are connected intravenously
The demarcation line in here becomes a little bit fuzzy for all of us
How little is enough to pay for a worker to survive and multiply and pay taxes?
Now the other thing, how much we as a Government we have to pay them
To stay quiet without this pesky demonstrations and God forbid Guillotines on every corner?
Democracy/Cleptokracy merged in one harmonic endeavor, I love my Country that’s all

Is it really an economic system solely to blame it for all, Mr. Professor?
It would be foolish not to take into equation a myriad of the other factors
Greed that came from a closet so proudly, that it became worshiped Lady of our times
How about alienation of rapid technology development and human ability to cope with it
And maybe the cultural demise that perms itself onto a very single thought of been disgraced
How about a magnificent drop in self esteem of working people faced with layoff possibility every week
And I can talk like it forever for hours, it is foolish to cherry-pick one over the others
With my Best;
Roman Majcher