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Real or not

Whether we like it or not, we deal with a lot of things in this world that are not real. There's too much around us that is fake. A few years ago I went to a diner that boasted it was like the diners from the 50's serving real food from that era. There were too many things that were 'low fat' and just for dieters -- I couldn't stand it. Plus, the food just didn't taste good.

A basketball player coming out of college can make millions in his first year out yet a soldier in Iraq has to suffer with dust storms. It has a lot to do with the young man's potential and how many times he can put a round rubber ball through a metal hoop. I think our priorities are a little screwed up, in that respect.

There's too much that's not on paper -- we've gone virtual, we've become computerized. We store thousands of bytes of data on magnetized pieces of metal. Magnets. One good crayon drawing stuck to the fridge and it's over. Maybe that's a bit over the top... but you get my drift.

How many politicians rely on opinions from under-educated voters? (I'm talking about the lack of education regarding a politician's platform -- not schooling). There are a lot of people in this world that 'throw a dart' or 'flip a coin' when it comes to choosing candidates that make decisions about their lives. There are huge corporations making everyday decisions about their products or services based on the opinions of people who pick up their phones and answer some questions. Are their decisions sound? I suppose so because companies continue to do it.

I got called the other night and was asked about windows. You heard me -- windows. Not the kind you might associate with Bill Gates... the other kind, that hang on to the outside of your house that you look through. What the hell do I know about windows? Yet some company is basing decisions on what I say.

What are my qualifications to answer? I mean, Yes... I own a house but I didn't put the windows in. I didn't do any research on them, yet here I am answering questions about them that some executive is basing his working life on. I don't understand.

Let me live up to my potential, end my opinion and save this virtual file.

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