This is a short blog post on just something I noticed. It is the ‘What if’ that I told you was coming.
Over the years, I have developed a nice following of people such as ‘yourself’ who read what I write, some of you comment and most of you hit like. When I take the time to go and look at your blogs I find that we are more alike then we are different.
Let me say that again, we have more in common than we do that divides us.
Years and years ago, my uncle piqued my interest in Amateur Radio. I was five at the time when someone he was talking to was told that I was there visiting with him. When they mentioned my name telling me hello from ‘New York.’ I was amazed.
I was five. I had no clue where New York was. All I knew that it was not anywhere close to Minnesota, where he was at the time.
I remember with crystal clarity the scent of freshly cut hay. His radio tower was in a field. The afternoon sun was sinking, and the shadows from the trees to the west crossed the field like vast swathes of darkness over an otherwise golden vista. As soon as the shadows hit you, the air-cooled off several degrees. For a child of five from Texas, it was magical.
We listened to many different people that afternoon when we picked up some fellow from Australia. His accent was so awesome I knew I had to get into this. I was five. I know I am repeating it because it is crucial to the story.
At eight, I had taught myself basic electronic theory and by thirteen had my first FCC issued license. In those days we used tubes and the test was not multiple guess. You had to know Morse code and oh, by the way, many built their own equipment.
The transmitter I built from old TV parts scavenged from garage sales and a borrowed crystal from a local radio club. Yes, I got shocked a few times but I am here to talk about it. Hobbies like this are not just for boys.
Also, in those days, there were countries we could not legally talk to its citizens, if we were in some war the Feds could tell you not to use your transmitter. Our speech was restricted to technical things about the hobby and weather. ( I think it still is, however, I hear politics all the time.) We could not discuss politics or other things that might tip the enemy off…
The enemy…think about that.
I got into radio to meet you, or people like you, who were like-minded. I did. I talked to kings of countries, which are no longer countries. I have spoken with people from all walks of life from surgeons to bricklayers.
Here on this blog, I speak with many who have a love of writing or reading and telling a story.
Many of you who follow me, are from countries that I would love to visit, Russia being one, Ukraine is another. India is another, which I would love to visit one day. I cannot mention all of the countries that people live in who read this blog, or write to me, rest assured those communications are probably monitored by all kinds of secret spies looking for Boris Badenov or Natasha. You will not find Moose and Squirrel on this blog.
If you read my sci-fi books you will find the technical details for building a ‘matter anti-matter bomb.’ You will also learn how to time travel and get from one galaxy to another in months. Under Roswell holds all the secrets to some of the most powerful weapons of the century. BWAHAHA! God, I hope some government buys it just to find out that the computer of the ship is into controlling humans for its own deviant enjoyment.
If you want to learn how to cure cancer, I have that for you too in Saga of the Starduster. I also tell you the fate of the Earth with the knuckle draggers in charge. Want to see into the future if we don’t change our ways? Read my number one bestseller. Oh, and you also find that you are running around the galaxy in a ship full of nude aliens.
My point and the ‘what if’ is this. Those of us on this blog, if we could all be in one room together; what do you want to bet we would all get along famously? I don’t care what country you are in or where you grew up. I don’t care what race you are or gender. You might even identify as a gender not created yet, but, I would bet money we would all get along.
It is the ‘megalomaniacs’ of the world that stuff it up. They stuff it up so they can control the herds. As long as you perceive the other guy as bad, that is all they need.
Those craving power by controlling the masses with lies, and whatever other leverage they have, are the ones who screw up society as a whole. The media is their accomplice and you have to wonder what hold they have over them to lie to the world. Someone tells them what to say, and they all repeat it like reading some damned script. They even use the same words.
What if…an alien race came and monitored our radio and video.
What would they think?
Do you suppose they would want to be ‘friends’ with us and share technology?
I think they would come closer to exterminating us and taking the raw materials for their own use.
I don’t think the world as a whole is immature and backward but, I do think there are some knuckle draggers who make the human-race look like an ant colony might to aliens. Pests.
For the record alien dudes, if that is your plan, I promise you there are people on this planet that are not mere troglodytes for the ‘elite.’ Some of us actually think. Start with the followers of this blog.
That is my ‘what if’ that I promised you earlier.
In the blogosphere and seemingly on other social media we are relatively free to say what we want. I wish all countries had this freedom. I think you would be pleasantly surprised that once we dispelled the lies that we grew up with, that the people of the world could unite in ways that would astound you.
I know we are being lied to because I have ways to communicate with people in other countries. The trick is how do we get the truth out to the masses? How do we get our respective governments working for the people again, and not their own effing bank accounts?
The answer is we take the power away from the government, and give it back to the people. That sounds easy but just wait until you try.
Much love people and thanks for the follows.
Comments are always welcome as long as they are civil.