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    October 20

    The F-Bomb

    America is known for freedom of speech, but the usage of the infamous F word is definitely not free anymore.  One mother of a middle school student recently found that out when she was awarded a $385 fine for her son's usage of the F word in class. 
     
    It seems there was an argument between the young person and his teacher that resulted in the student being sent to the principal's office for using the F word.  Surprisingly, the principal contacted the police, a questionable act by any standard, seeing as how the child was using words, not violence.  Regardless, the police actually stepped up and made a decision to issue a fine to the child's parents and send him home for a three-day suspension.
     
    The mother accepted the fine, but took the issue to the city council and is expected to file a lawsuit against the school district.  She is contending the police had no jusisdiction in school matters of non-violence or non-criminal acts.  Additionally, she was contacted by local radio stations to report the actions more for humor than anything else. 
     
    The F word issue is called the F-bomb, and now it seems, if the court makes a ruling it is an illegal word in society, may stem more argument about freedom of speech and could possibly find its way all the way to the American Supreme Court as a constitutional issue of free speech.
     
     
    October 12

    Kicking Out Old Rules in Modern Warfare

    Kicking Out Old Rules in Modern Warfare

    By Ted R Bailey

     

    The problem has been growing for a long time, and now it’s time something is done about it on an international scale.  After all, the world is “global” now, right?  Somebody has to make a ruling.

     

    That’s the problem:  rules.

     

    Every game has rules.  Even social gatherings, business or otherwise, have rules, written or unwritten, that facilitate the flow of ….whatever is flowing.  Let’s take war, for example.

     

    Just this week a story on msn.com tells about a raid on the Pakistan army headquarters in Islamabad, Pakistan where several top officers were killed.  A huge gunfight ensued where bullets were flying everywhere, but no one knew who to shoot at.  And, for one big reason:  everyone was wearing the same color clothing. 

     

    The Pakistani guards at two gates made the statement after the battle:  “We were confused by the uniforms they were wearing.”  What’s up with that?

     

    Come on, people, anyone who watches sports knows the teams wear different colors.  Otherwise, watching sports becomes futile.  You can’t see who has the ball.  Even members of the sports teams can’t distinguish their prospective receiver of the ball, or whom to tackle or block or help.  Certainly, watching the game becomes boring really quickly without colors.  Aghast! A sudden loss of interest in a war is unforgivable.

     

    Whatever the game, as long as there are teams that take sides and compete, be it sports, war, cooking, or sex, there must me some immediate method to determine the players of each side.  It’s a bottom-line, self-explanatory, intuitive principle of competing.  Wear different colors!  Even gangs chose “colors”, don’t they?

     

    Looking back at the success of the two wars between the United States and Iraq and Afghanistan, one thing stands out like a sore thumb:  seeing the enemy is difficult.  A soldier can walk right by an enemy soldier in a crowd of people and never recognize him because of the clothing.  Yet, the enemy soldier can always readily identify the American soldier by the fashion he is wearing:  the spotty camouflaged uniform with video game type headgear, not too much unlike Master Chief of Halo.  Easy, and an unfair advantage.

     

    Why hasn’t someone already dealt with this problem of identification?  One would think the leadership of both sides would eventually call a time out and make some rules, more logically in this case, the American side, since they are at the obvious disadvantage. 

     

    After all, the American military went out on a limb in allocating all of that money for research and development to make the really neat clothing for their soldiers.  It doesn’t seem fair that other team gets to wear whatever they want to the game and make so much headway in the score by winning so many rounds, due to the element of surprise, like the raid on the Pakistan army headquarters.

     

    Somebody has to make some rules.  Of course, one of the principles of winning a battle is based on breaking the rules to gain the advantage. 

     

    Well, okay then.  That being the case, what about the leadership making their team more even by wearing the same thing the other team is wearing?  “Beep, beep,” the alarm goes off, again.  “Then, we don’t know whom to shoot,” exclaim the generals.  Back where we started.

     

    What was that?  Beep, beep?  That’s the answer:  electronically find a hidden weapon and sound an alarm to warn American soldiers of impending danger, sort-of a long range weapon detector like in the airports, just longer distance.

     

    In today’s high tech weaponry development, the most important element of all, identifying the enemy in a crowd, seems to have been sadly relegated to last place.  While DARPA is throwing millions at colleges around the country to promote autonomous robotics, from flying and shooting to crawling around on the ground and finding hidden bombs, no mention has been given to the possibly more sensible technology of a device for finding weapons under clothing before it can be used to kill.  What an advantage that could be.

     

    Now, of course, the argument here will most certainly be:  what if a regular civilian is carrying a gun?  The answer must be: too bad for him; he should not have been carrying a gun in the first place.

     

    Ah, but wait!  The problem with that is it’s too expensive to manufacture it in the US, so they’ll most undoubtedly be forced to outsource it to China to keep the cost down.  Then, there are security concerns…financing…loss of American taxes...

     

    No, forget it.  It’s better to just stay at the status quo and fight the wars endlessly from generation to generation until we’ve all forgotten why they started in the first place.  That way, the blame can be spread out among all the applicable sources.  Politics is a spectator sport, too, you know.

     

    From the entertainment angle, now that war has become a huge spectator sport, maybe an international organization should intervene and make some rules, something like the NBA or NASCAR.  The monetary gain could be huge from all of this.  That’s what we’re really talking about in the war game, isn’t it, economic gain?

     

    Just think.  If medical care in the US can gain so much advertising revenue on television and the print media on everything from drugs to elaborate cancer treatments, with all of that marketing cost being passed on to the consumer anyway, why can’t war do the same?  They’re both based on the life or death premise, aren’t they?  “Use our drug, Use our hospital…or, Call Dr. Somebody and live longer…Support the new war by buying...whatever.”

     

    Visualize the potential.

     

    How about Fantasy War?  Entire websites could be dedicated to it.  You could pick players, dress, weapons, locations, or whatever you want.  Cash in on the war effort at home and make a killing (pun intended)!  It could be fun.

     

    Hey, why hasn’t someone come up with the obvious, war insurance?  It’s only natural.  All of your children should be patriotic and go to war, why not insure their existence?  Make sure that having a baby is risk free in the world today.  War insurance could even be a requirement, set by the government of each country, if you have children.  It’s a proven money maker round the world, even for governments, unless, of course, the “social” option is adopted.

     

    Maybe Europe could make the rules.  Now that Europe is becoming a new nation, sort of a United States of Europe, with the possibilities of electing a ruling body, globalization is a fact in the world now.  No one can deny the possibility of a new world leadership soon to come.  With that, more is around the corner:  new rules, new games, new enforcers, new money, even a new international language, perhaps. 

     

    But wait!  Who will be able to fight whom, at that point?  This is becoming too confusing.

     

    Back to the conversation about establishing team colors:  What about setting colors for the various armies at war? 

     

    Forget it.  Besides, America has such a huge advantage, victory is guaranteed. 

     

    Right?

     

     

     

    September 18

    The Fall of America

    It's sad, but true.  America is not the country it used to be.  Even as the top 30 best cities list came out the other day on MSN, few of the American cities, I think only two, made the list at all.  What seems to be the trouble?
     
    People blame the ecomony, but that's only the symptom.  The real cause stems from the loss of a real substantial industrial base.  Now that most of our manufacturing has been outsourced overseas, mostly to China, the basis of a the great industrial nation America was from 1900 to 1970 is now gone.  Without it America has become a beggar nation of huge debt and joblessness. 
     
    With jobs scarce, the great consumer life America always enjoyed is gone.  Buying power is gone.  Stores are dimishing.  Cities are becoming delapidated, with entire shopping centers vacant.  Large numbers of retail store pads are available for rent, but few entrepreneurs are willing or able to take advantage of them, for one, and they distrust the economy to spring back and support retail in the near future, for two, and bank loans are almost extinct, for three.  The small businessman is a dying breed in America.  Sad.
     
    Amazingly, real estate prices are just as high as ever.  Why?  Owners don't want to relinquish their equity in their investment, hoping real estate value will be maintained. 
     
    Michael Moore of the George Bush/911 movie fame is still at it with his new movie, called Capitalism:  A Love Affair.  He's talking about how the rich love their money more than anything to the point of destroying the very essence of capitalism as it was designed.  He claims capitalism is dead and socialism is the order of the day in America, touting Obama's attempts to bring back the economy as a push toward socialism, the new savior of the American society.  We'll see.
     
    Ted
     
     
     
     
    May 23

    Everlasting Life is Here Now

    The largest single barrier to human development is the physical lifespan.  
     
    What you accomplish in life is lost when you die.  In order for your life's work to continue, several factors have to be put in place.  The biggest factor is your personal drive to accomplish your goals.  Only you can perpetuate them, but you are limited by physical degeneration and ultimate death.
     
    Typically, career productivity spans about thirty years before most of what you accomplish is simply lost should you fail to record your advancements.  Even if you do find a way to preserve your discoveries, the skills you gain in your life, the vision, the drive to achieve, and more importantly, your personality, are gone after you die.  
     
    Now, there is real hope.  Recent scientific discoveries have found a way to completely eliminate death.
     
    Yes!  Completely stop the dying process. 
     
    How can this be possible, you may ask?
     
    The answer has been there all along in the DNA.  DNA is our program of life.   Soon, it will be possible to simply reprogram the human body to regenerate the cells, instead of falling apart after so many years and die.  The results:  indefinite life.
     
    Why is this process being kept quiet?  There are several scientific and social barriers keeping immortality under wraps.
     
    Professionally, doctors and scientists are quite aware of the possibilities of immortality, but they are under the scrutiny of the scientific community to maintain thier reputation as a professional and not make rash, untested claims.  The science of reprogramming the human body is still being tested.  Anything that changes humanity is still controversial both scientifically and morally.
     
    One of the biggest challenges to immortality is the church, or religion.  What would happen to religion if the basic tenets of religion: faith, heaven, life after death, or God, if death becomes less prominent?  That's another story for another time.
     
    Of course, people will still die, just not as quickly.  Lifespans would go into the hundreds of years, maybe the thousands.  Old age would be a thing of past, since the cells would constantly regenerate, speculatively keeping your age somewhere in your twenties, as far as appearance is concerned. 
     
    Productively, humans would be able to continue developing skills for thousands of years.  Human development would progress geometrically by building on each other's skills throughout a span of many hundreds or even thousands of years, instead of just thirty, as it is now.
     
    Imagine if Dr. Albert Einstein was still coming up with theories for space and time, or if Thomas Edison was still making his wonderful inventions, or if Steven Hawking could collaborate with Einstein.  Don't you think humanity would already be exploring the universe in innumerous ways, from worm holes to quantum drives, to whatever?  No doubt, other intelligent beings of the universe would be common contacts for trade and exchanges of information on health, science, engineering, and social development.
     
    In summary, scientific advancement is held back by individual lifespan.  This lifespan is about to be increased by hundreds of years, thus boosting humanity into super advancement.  Two hundred years of deathless development would equal two thousand years of the present system.
     
     
    June 09

    Ted Marries Ying Ying

    Everyone knew it would happen sometime, and it finally has happened.  Ted and Ying Ying were married yesterday in Plano, Texas, a suburb of Dallas. 
     
    Of course, it was all filmed on a TV camera, but will probably not be seen on Sound Of Country any time soon.
     
    It was a small ceremony, since all their friends are in Shanghai.  The big parties will have to wait until they are both in China once again. 
    February 17

    What Makes A Good Writer?

    The question of what makes a good writer springs up in my mind from time to time like a quest for a secret formula.  At least, finding that secret was foremost on my mind many years ago when I decided to stick my pen forward and offer my own ideas in the written format instead of the spoken one as I had more conveniently been accustomed in the broadcasting world.

     

    I decided to start my writing career with a boost from a writing course online with a group of like-minded beginning writers on www.writersvillage.com.  The secret formula should be there, I thought.  All I have to do is find it, learn it, and put it to use.  It’s as simple as that.

     

    The course was great.  Like a Marine drill instructor, the teacher had us pour over written material and write a homework lesson every day.  Everyone was required to read every other student’s work online and give a detailed review as it related to the assignment at hand.  It was very time consuming but worth it.  All the while I was intent on finding the secret formula.

     

    After three or four weeks of this, I became impatient.  I wanted to know the formula. 

     

    I finally decided to email one of the students in the group who was already a published author on several counts:  a book, many magazine articles, and website stuff.  Maybe he could slip the secret to me and I would know.  What he said astounded me.

     

    “You’re already a good writer, Ted.  I thought you realized that.”

     

    “What do you mean?” I asked, frantically.  I thought the formula had somehow eluded me and I would never know for sure.  Maybe he was keeping it a secret. 

     

    “You’re the best writer in the group.  Why aren’t you already publishing material?” he asked.

     

    I told him I didn’t know the real secret. 

     

    He laughed.

     

    “You already have it, my friend.  Don’t you see?  There is no secret.  The secret is just writing.  No one can tell you you’re wrong.  It’s a matter of style, art, and good linguistics.  That’s it.  Go for it.”

     

    If he was right, I wondered why certain editors in the publishing business simply ignored my writing.  If I was as good as all that, why did publishers ignore me? 

     

    The answer came soon after going to China.  I found in America, if you don’t have a journalism degree or an English degree from a reputable university, you lose.  Your writing is junk in the mind of an editor from the minute he sees your lack of writing credentials. 

     

    In China, on the other hand, my writing found many outlets in magazines that needed material from good writers, regardless of degrees.  My confidence soared.

     

    Of course, I did, in fact, graduate from broadcasting school where I was taught to write proficient journalism for the spoken word, which is quite a bit different than the printed word.  The distinction had always knocked me out of the contention of getting my works published.  Also, as a graduate from the University of North Texas with a BBA in Marketing, my writing took on an advertising edge.

     

    Now, I realize the real solution:  It’s not a secret formula for writing, it’s writing something that’s needed and doing it with style and the required research for getting your facts straight.  In other words, find the truth and say in an interesting way. 

     

    The reason most editors shy away from the non-journalism majors and the unknown authors is the fear of incorrect information through poor research.  Libel suits in America are dime a dozen.  No editor wants to be responsible for losing the magazine because of a multi-million dollar lawsuit, all because he chose an article from an unknown author.

     

    So, what’s the secret of good writing?  Just write.  But, make sure you do the research, first.  Then, get it in the face of a bunch of editors.  Once you do, be prepared to be a writer with deadlines to meet.  Uh-oh, but that’s another problem for another article.  –T-

     

     

     

     

     

    February 13

    New Evidence of Aliens...For REAL!

    I just heard some exciting but disturbing news:  An important government official who isn't supposed to be talking about it, says the earth has already been officially contacted by aliens from outer space on a negotiations basis. 
     
    Obviously, there are numerous questions.  Why hasn't the government told us?  What kind of negotiations?  What happens next? 
     
    The jest of the news was the aliens don't want to make a big entrance and disturb our society, so they have contacted the leaders of most of the big countries, according to my very high-level source, which I haven't verified yet, by the way.  He says there will be a meeting next month in India concerning this issue between all of the major powers.  It may remain quiet for now.
     
    This news is very exciting and I'm glad to hear it.  I'll try to substantiate it in the next few days.  Otherwise, for now, it's heresay, and the fact that I'm not a news agency precludes my obligation to veryify all of this before publishing.  I think it's more important to get the information out there quickly, even if it causes a ruckus. 
     
    Stay tuned and I'll get to the real verifications this week.  -T-
    January 16

    UFOs Sighted Over Texas

    Texas has not particularly been famous for UFO sightings in the past, until now.
     
    Late last week, almost the entire small city of Stephenville, Texas saw flying saucers flying low over the city.  This is a fact.  In fact, such a large number of people saw the flying objects, including policemen and even a few pilots, the sightings can't be denied by government officials, who always try to squelch the news. 
     
    Why would the officials do that?  Obviously, the truth is being hidden, or else the government officias would be trying their best to either defend the country against invasion of the aliens or investigate scientifically.  Neither seems to be happening. 
     
    My personal investigations have turned up the real answer to this situation.  It's like this:  years ago, about 25 years or so ago, this exact situation happened all over America, until finally, a newsman took pictures of one of the things and put it all over the news. 
     
    Guess what it was?
     
    The pictures drew a confession from the US Air Force of a new super spy aircraft, now known as the Blackbird, or the
    SR-71. 
     
    Let me tell you another story that'll bring all of these new sightings to a better focus.
     
    About three years ago, I was following up on some sightings in China on the border of India.  I was simply doing some online research of the area to see how many and how often the sightings were.  Surprisingly, I found the same sightings around Utah and California over some remote mountain and desert areas.  The descriptions were exactly the same.  This was highly suspect to me.  Why would the descriptions of the Chinese sightings be the same as the American sightings?
     
    Then, I found the answer. 
     
    It seems the Chinese schools in the area of the sightings, on the Indian border, were talking about exeptionally intelligent school children at the elementary and junior high level in the schools there.  It seems they were making up their own language, their math skills were phenomenal, and their intellects measured off the scale, they were so smart.  How could this be?
     
    As I found out, the parents of these children were the top scientists in China and India.  Very suspicious.  Why were they there, I wondered?  After a bit more research, I found rumors of a secret Chinese research facility in those mountains at that exact location.  Other countries have suspected secret research to be going on there for years. 
     
    I happened to remember several universities and companies in both countries have laid claim to new discoveries of magnetic flight in the recent months and then...nothing...no word of any huge discoveries.  The answer was obvious:  both China and America were experimenting on magnetic flight aircraft at the same time. 
     
    That would answer it.
     
    I knew both countries have been trying to find ways to eliminate rocket engine dependency for space travel.  Magnetic flight also means a quiet stealth aircraft that generates no heat.  The perfect weapon.  Some of the other benefits are obvious:  Leaving the atmosphere would be no problem and traveling faster than mach 2 or mach 3 would be easy.  In fact, there are almost no limitations to magnetically powered aircraft except for the humans inside, assuming there are humans inside.
     
    Back to the sightings.  Guess what, people?  It's time the governments all over the world come out and acknowledge these new advanced aircraft.  Otherwise, we'd all better be trying to find out what alien species is monitoring us.  I think it's more logical, given the reaction of the American government, and maybe the Chinese and Indian governments, the former will most likely happen.
     
    I'm quite sure the government actually is enjoying the fact that everyone thinks the aircraft are from outer space.  It takes all the pressure off of them having to explain what they're up to.  Well, not for long, guys.  We caught you. 
     
    It's not that we don't honor national security and all that, but come on, guys.  Just have the decency to tell us if we need to worry about vandalism from out of this world. 
     
    Someone in some very important positions must be concerned!  I mean, if this was really an invasion from some other world, don't you think the president or at least CNN or Fox would be all over this?  I know the military would be.  Missiles would be flying all over the place by now, otherwise.
     
      
    January 09

    Music Group Promotion Is The Key

    River County has a dream of being the top country music group in China. 
     
    "Rock The Country," is the logo on the T-Shirts from the group that calls themselves River County after the area of America in Indiana where they live.  And that's just what they intend to do in China during the five days of January 11--15.  
     
    "How do we get there?" Jon Presley, their manager asked about getting the band into China.  It didn't take long.  After finding out about a 'beat the bands' contest on TV around Guangzhou and contacting First Sound Media's Ying Ying (Cathy Chen) and Ted in the states, the ball started rolling. 
     
    Soon, the group had all the equipment they needed for five concerts, plus Cathy's film crew to produce a major cool music video for television back in the states and in China when they return. 
     
    Sponsored by Miller Lite, the beer company, River County becomes one of the first American music bands to make the jump to performing this many concerts in China without a pile of bullshit to wade through in license agreements and political walls. 
     
    "This is a major breakthrough for all American bands in the future," says Ted Bailey, the First Sound representative in the states.  "Usually, this sort of thing is unprofitable and too bureaucratic to attempt, but River County fell into a niche in the system that worked for them and First Sound Media Productions."
     
    "This is going to lead to more and more music groups coming over in the next few months.  The barriers are now broken," says Ted, "also, the channels of distribution we have established for 2008 CD sales are extremely innovative in the industry.  No one has actually been able to sell legal IP in China profitably until now.  We crashing the business mold of the past and steaming full speed ahead."
     
    With this news, many record labels and promoters for very famous artists are looking at China and First Sound Media for scheduling tours this next year, according to Ted.
     
    Meanwhile, Jon and guys from River County are tuning up their instruments and getting prepared for the biggest week of their lives.  They'll be playing the week of January 11th through the 15th with fan autograph signing sessions and radio show appearances all over the area. 
     
    "It's going to be grueling schedule, but the life of a rock star, right?" Ted Bailey said with a big smile of success and sticking the telephone back up to his ear for more calls to music groups all around America.
     
    "With their sound, they'll probably take the prize, but even if they don't, the China trip breaks ground for all the rest of the American groups in the future.  There's something to be said for that."
     
    Stay tuned to www.countrychina.com for the entire story in Chinese and the videos from Ying Ying the famous DJ of the radio Sound Of Country, still being played all over the south of China where 'River' is kickin' butt.
     
     
    January 02

    A Happy New Year Symbol in Space of Freedom

    At midnight I went outside.
     
    The weather was perfect and the sky was clear.  The planet Mars was the brightest dot in the entire dome of darkness. 
     
    As the "red planet" shone directly overhead, I couldn't help think how appropriate the symbol of Mars is at this significant point in human history. 
     
    First, as a carrot to attract the expanding population here on this planet to a new world in the future.  Second, as the people of ancient times revered Mars as a god of war, times have not changed for the better as fierce combat promises to rage across the Earth for the coming year in ever greater intensity.
     
    Personally, I view these two points, not with trepidation, but with a renewed spirit of anticipation of greater things to come.  Though, there are those who would proclaim doom upon mankind as war is a sport among civilizations, disease eliminates humans in droves, crime is rampant, politics diminishes personal freedoms, technology promises destruction, and pollution is killing us daily.  Through it all, I believe with all my heart that humanity will ultimately survive, be it only a few, and will someday, whether out of necessity or curiousity, will stand on this new world of Mars and gaze, straight overhead at this once blue ball of Earth and proclaim, "I am finally free!"
     
    As those future pioneers and settlers of the new world and a new humanity gaze into the heavens at their past with open arms of joy for a future new year, I hope they will finally feel the power of the human spirit to conquer the universe and beyond that:  themselves.
     
    Happy New Year to all!
     
    Check out the other blog on this and other stuff: http://360.yahoo.com/singleforce
     
    -T-
    December 27

    Stealing Cars Legally

    I hardly write about my adventures anymore, because I have been living in China where the opportunities for adventures are few.  Now, I'm back in America where the adventures are like taxis in Shanghai:  You can't leave home without getting in one.
     
    Stuggling to make a living, the thought occured to me, "what kind of crime could I do to make big money right away?" 
     
    The answer appeared one day, like an answer to prayer, through Craig's List, where people find everything.  It was an ad for "asset recovery", which really means stealing cars back from people who can't pay for them so you can get a reward from the lenders.  It can be dangerous in a country where people possess guns and a willingness to fight for their hard-earned belongings.
     
    Despite the warnings of friends and family, I allowed my sense of adventure to take control once again and took the offer to ride with one of the legally-sanctioned criminals for a day. 
     
    I conjured up images of the video game, Grand Theft Auto, as I visualized myself picking locks of car doors and peeling out down the street as bullets zinged through the windows, barely missing me as I smoked the tires in a smoke screen, blocking the line of fire and screeching around street corners in a flurry of bullets......
     
    Here's what really happened.
     
    I showed up at the required ungodly time of 7:30 in the morning to sit in on the morning briefing by the crime boss.  He handed out the assignments for the first round of "Grand Theft" for the day, I was linked up with a driver in a wrecker-tow truck, and we were off on our way to find the first victim. 
     
    No doubt, little did the poor car owners know their cars were about to be stolen, assuming we could find them, of course.  On the other hand, guys like the repossessors are not hired until the owner has been contacted mulitiple times for not paying their loan.  That's the justification, anyway.
     
    After three attempts to find cars, we finally spotted one of the cars in an apartment parking lot, but it wan't easy to get to.  The car was parked within the fenced-in area of a secure apartment complex with a security gate at one end and an automatic gate on the other. 
     
    We knew the guard would never let us pass through to take a tenant's car, so we waited patiently outside the automatic exit gate for a car to come out, safely out of sight from the security gate.  When one finally did, we simply drove into the complex through the open exit gate as it closed behind us.  There seemed to be no visible TV camera to blow our stealth move.
     
    Now, we had to make it to the car undetected by security or the owner, lift the car with the towing bar assembly, and pull it out of the gate without getting spotted or caught by anyone.  Once we were out of sight, we would be legal.  Afterall, we were hired because someone hadn't paid for the car, and taking it back was technically legal, but the process of taking it, or stealing it back, wasn't legal; that's the dilemma.  Then, get away without getting shot by the owner, a security guard, or picked up by the cops for illegally tresspassing on private property.
     
    It was like a game but with real, living characters that don't pop back for another game later if they get shot.
     
    My host for the day was named Jeremy, and he was, in fact, an ex-cop.  I felt a lot safer knowing that, in a way, but the thought of a guy chasing us down the street, shooting at us didn't make my heart beat any slower as we quietly approached the car. 
     
    "Your job is to watch the doors and windows of the apartment for people or guns," said Jeremy, his eyes straight in front of him as he drove the wrecker slowly toward our prey.  I scanned the apartments for any sign of the enemy.
     
    Nothing, so far. 
     
    I could feel my body tensing up.  There was a slight tremor inside me from head to foot.  I knew it was fear welling up inside of me that would try to take over my ability to move my hands and legs, like I described in the hang glider story earlier.  Though I should expect it, I never do.  I had to consciously fight it back. 
     
    Damn it!
     
    Jeremy was silent, like a lion ready to pounce on a wildebeast at the watering hole as he slowly drove by the car to get the towing bar in front of the car.  I watched through the window and tried to beat the fear back down.
     
    Then, he quickly backed the truck directly in front of the car and lowered the bar so it would slide underneath the car's tires in the front.  He had a remote control device he used to manipulate the bar from inside the truck.  Jeremy was obviously a highly skilled car thief.  The bar was smooth, quiet, and found its target in less than fifteen seconds. 
     
    "Out of the truck and keep your eyes open," he said.  I bailed out of the passenger side of the truck with my back to him and watched intently.  I felt like a guard without a gun.  Helpless.
     
    Suddenly, one of the doors opened up directly in front of me and out stepped one of the biggest black guys I had ever seen.  He was big!  He could easily have played football for the Dallas Cowboys. 
     
    He wasn't holding a gun, but he was walking straight for me! 
     
    Shit!
     
    I stood my ground and smiled as he walked up to me.  "How are you?" I asked. 
     
    "I want that jacket," pointing at my chest.  I was wearing a New York Yankee baseball team jacket, the same one I often wore in Shanghai.  It was a real one.
     
    I thought he was going to take it away from me, and didn't know whether to act tough and fight the son-of-a bitch or act friendly and hope like hell I didn't get shot or beaten up and lose my jacket in the ordeal. 
     
    I decided to act friendly.
     
    I watched for a gun, but still he didn't reach for anything in  his pockets.  My stomach was somewhere around my throat. 
     
    Finally, he smiled and pointed again, "I like yo Yankee jacket," 
     
    It was then I noticed the New York Yankee baseball cap he was wearing.  "Ah, yeah.   Thanks, dude," I said waving him off to belittle the compliment and at the same time, take his attention off Jeremy as he was attaching the tie-down straps to the tires of the car we were stealing. 
     
    The big guy didn't seem to be paying attention to Jeremy at all.
     
    A big smile stretched across his face, and I could tell I had just made a new friend and fellow Yankee's baseball fan.
     
    I was relieved.
     
    "Get in," yelled Jeremy.  He had finished strapping the tires down to the bar in less than a minute, and, by the sound of his voice was anxious to get out of there.
     
    I waved at the big guy and hopped back into the truck.  Jeremy stepped on the gas, but the truck moved away slowly.  As it turned out, the car was a front-wheel drive, and we had hooked in to the rear tires.  There was no other way to get the car out without breaking in and driving it out, but we didn't have a key simulator, and it would have taken too long to hot-wire it.  Jeremy had made a split decision to drag it out to a safe distance, unhook it, turn it around, and haul ass.
     
    The front tires squeeled as we dragged the locked front tires across the tarmac of the parking lot, making enough noise to attact the attention of any sleeping guard or car owner with a gun. 
     
    Jeremy grinned to hide his fear.  I glanced at him and watched our rear.  No one appeared.  The big guy was just slowly walking down the parking lot with a big grin still smeared across his face.
     
    "See you later, dude."  I waved to the big guy, who didn't seem at all concerned about us driving off with his neighbor's car.  He was just happy to talk to a fellow Yankee fan.
     
    About a hundred yards down the parking lot, Jeremy and I jumped out of the truck, unstrapped the tires, picked up the other end of the car, and made our way at a fast clip to the exit gate where we had entered.  We both were concerned that someone had called the cops or security on us, but when the gate opened and we pulled out onto the open street, I knew it was all over, pending any cars following us. 
     
    We watched for a few miles.  Nothing followed.  We breathed easier and stared laughing uncontrollably as the adrenaline rush surged through our bodies.  That didn't die down for another couple of hours.
     
    The whole heist took less than seven minutes.
     
    Like I said earlier in my blog stories, adrenaline is an amazing thing.  First is the debilitating, limb-numbing fear.  Then, the action time, where you have to perform or die, and finally the rush of adrenaline with an eventual exhaustive crash at the end, like depression. 
     
    Like Vin Diesel said in the first Triple-X movie:  " I live for this shit!"
     
    -T-
     
     
     
     
     
    December 17

    Innovation In Broadcasting


    With all of the mergers in the broadcasting industry, more broadcasters are losing their jobs due to layoffs.  What's new?
     
    What the company managers may not realize, while saving a a few dollars in payroll costs, they gain a powerful competitor.  These unfortunate employees are weapons.  If they are dedicated to the industry, which most of them have gotten the "bug" for show biz, they'll put their inherent creative juices into play and come up with the very ideas that may rise up and conquer their former employers.  Their motivation will be, "I love the business of broadcasting and the media, and I'm going to come up with an idea to make money at it."
     
    A very new friend of mine just got the pink slip from CBS, and now, he's a weapon to watch out for.  Armed with his knowledge of production and on-air hosting, Kevin rushed looked to the newest media power:  the Internet and podcasting.  He put a show on the ever-popular YouTube and was suddenly blessed with over 5,000 hits from all directions, in that, links to his site got plastered on all kinds of other sites, like iTunes, which by itself attracts millions of watchers, and multitudes of religious websites, since it leans in that direction.
     
    He was ecstatic!
     
    Now, armed with his newfound confidence, he teamed up with me to talk about another idea for music entertainment on the pods.  I'm all for it!  Afterall, it looks like trying for a DJ or announcer position with a biggee like Clear Channel, will lead to the eventual boot out the door, so why not be entrepreneurial and go for broke.  It'll be our own company, and the medium of Internet broadcasting seems to be the wave of the future.  All it needs is few professionals from the unprogressive big conglomerates that will ultimately buy us out when we're big-time, making us laugh all the way to the bank on the way to the beach, and, yet, the establishment goes on.
     
    While the ultimate conquerer may be the original perpetrator in this case, it essentially becomes a win-win situation for everyone.  On the other hand, it wouldn't be out of the ordinary for a small company to become big, either.  Then, we could buy out CBS...I mean...look at AOL.  They bought Time and Warner. 
     
    Dreams do come true for some people, I hear.
     
    Stay tuned, world, for the new Kevin and Ted (and Cathy "Ying Ying", no doubt) podcasting network.
     
     
    December 05

    New Business: RELAMARKETING

    My new business is now getting underway with only a couple of customers.
     
    Relamarketing is a relationship marketing company with a twist:  the ads can target more than just the product you are selling, it can target things like events and activities of groups of the tarket customers. 
     
    The website is www.Relamarketing.com.  It's still under construction. 
     
     
    November 30

    Do Your Own Thing, Baby! Do it!

    I woke up feeling fantastic today....something unusual for  me, lately.
     
    Wednesday, I took Ying Ying to Dallas to catch a plane back to Shanghai.  Her father is in the hospital with cancer.  Sucks!  His prognosis is good, however.
     
    The interviews I had lined up were disappointing...sucks! 
     
    The guys I just popped in to see, on the other hand,  were cool....Harley Davidson in Austin...BMW....  But, let's get real for a minute (don't you just hate getting real?).  Nobody wants to hire anyone anymore in the US, unless that person can make them a lot of money right away.  Bottom line.  They wind up treating you like shit in the interview...like a Mexican mohado (wetback, who just swam across the Rio Grande river into Texas), with nothing but a good couple of hands to work with and a willingness to bow down to these assholes.
     
    There is an answer to all of this:  Start your own thing.  Don't I always say this?  Of course I do!  And, don't forget it!!!
     
    Well, back to the feeling good stuff...  I feel good this morning for couple of reasons:  one, I'm free and single,  so I don't have some girl griping at me all the time and telling me to do this or that....or to take responsibility...or to stop saying this...or 'why do you always'.....whatever.  Another reason is, I slept well (that goes a long way by itself).
     
    Basically, I woke up with a smile on my face.  It means a lot!
     
    I went in, made some coffee, noticed my brother is still in bed (he must be taking a well-deserved day off), and came in to sit at this old laptop to submit this relentless diatribe of profound wisdom.   Aren't you glad?
     
    Nevertheless I'm feeling great!  Why? 
     
    Freedom, baby!   Freedom! 
     
    The freedom from all the noise in the Chinese f****ing streets....the people on bicycles with their freakin' bullhorns....the busses, the subways.....the f***ing street guards....bosses....women with agendas....  Yeah...women with agendas!
     
    The most important thing in life...bar none...is freedom to do and to say whatever your superior, superfluous, reduced-synaptic-firing, peanut-of-a-brain comes up with. 
     
    It feels good.
     
    Same thing with these asshole dork-dongle, hiring-freak-ass managers who don't want to pay anything for your valuable, bust-ass, balls-to-the-wall, hard-earned education and experience.  F**k them!
     
    Here's Speed's T-Shirt saying of the day....DO YOUR OWN THING, BABY!
     
    l love all you wonderful people who read this stuff!  Ted
     
     
     
     
     
     
    November 20

    Things Start Coming Together...But, Where?

    Well, you never know unless you try.
     
    Tomorrow is an interview with BMW....a dealer.  We'll see what's going on there.
     
    November 13

    Survival

    Trying to survive is difficult, and I'm not sure why. 
     
    With all of the people out there, you would think it would be easy.  I think the answer to old Maslow's Hierarchy is right before our very eyes, and we fail to recognize the best solution for ourselves many times.
     
    Most of the time, the needs overshadow the wants and you do what you don't want to do.  Sad, isn't it?
    November 06

    Old ideas and new businesses....the Chinese in America

    Today, in LA, I met a Chinese guy from Nanjing who has started a business, selling Closed-Circuit TVs, business phone systems, and alarm systems for houses.  All of the these things are very old and mature in the market, and there is a lot of competition.  He wanted a sales guy to go knock on doors.  Haha....what orientation is that?  Sales orientation.  He is already getting orders from advertising, but he still insists on getting commissioned sales people.  "CD, DVD, watch?"
     
    Crazy.
     
    My favorite motorcycle store is closed. 
     
    Gone. 
     
    Sad. 
     
    The California Speed Shop is now history .  AHH, but now it may live on, because I want to use that name.  It's the name I had for my company in Texas, believe it or not, and I think I'll name my corporation that now. 
     
    Somehow, maybe it's blessing in disquise that Will Tate shut the store down.  It's legacy may once again speed toward the future generations of speed lovers everywhere.  This time, under my leadership. 
     
    But, let's never forget one of the great motorcyclists, teachers, and store owners:  Will Tate of The California Speedshop.  His picture will hang on my wall and my website.  A legend.
     
    November 05

    Evaluating Businesses in America

    Two businesses seem to be the most appealing to me in America:  the services contractor and the car/motorcycle dealership.  I'm exploring them both.  Of the two, the car dealership has become more difficult to obtain, because the state of Texas has split the licenses into different categories, each of them costing $500 dollars, so a motorcycle dealership license costs $500, the same as the car dealership license, making it a solid $1,000 for both.
     
    I'll be talking to a guy in the building business this week in Austin, Texas.  The car dealership I already know a great deal about.  It's all a matter of money and negotiating deals now. 
     
     
    November 01

    New opportunities

    Last night a guy in China called and wants me to rep his products in America, along with Ying Ying for the Chinese.  A consideration, since he's paying up front for some services.
     
    Next, another guy wants to partner with me on website marketing.  He's already a webmaster.  We're searching for sites to buy that are already popular.  It's always better to buy a company that's making it fairly well rather than bust your butt trying to get a new one going, that is, if it's cheap enough. 
     
    That's the news! 
     
    Sadly, I'm on a plane in 23 more hours to spend the next 12 hours in the air.  Next stop:  Los Angeles, where I pick up a rental car, which I rented for only $80 for 3 days.  Then, on to the hotel next to Disneyland, which happens to be cheap!  You never know!
     
    I'm ging to talk to a video game retail store owner, a woman believe it or not, to talk about me being the manager of that store and maybe opening up others for her.  Then, to talk to a Chinese guy about the satellite TV dish installations business. 
     
    End
     
    October 26

    THE BIZ BLOG

    Beginning today, this blog will be focused on the building of my new business in America.
     
    Every few days, I'll outline in brief what I do and how I do it.  It'll no doubt be full of trials and tribulations in the process of throwing together an empire.  Yes, I'm prepared.
     
    Here are some of the businesses I'm planning to open.
    • a gym
    • a car lot
    • a motorcycle store
    • a chain of hot dog stands in California

    Watch, and laugh as I hit walls and crash many times.