The Virtue of Material Acquisition and Spending Money: Defying thousands of years of wrongly framed thinking

I am not suggesting that any person spend money like a bottomless pit buying anything everywhere to cover up some deep psychological problem.  That is a different issue from what I’m proposing.  Money is simply a representation of value so when someone spends money without considering the implication of cost they are essentially unable to grasp the concept of value because psychologically, they are lacking the basic foundations to do so.  However, and this is a uniquely American way to think which was drawn incredibly clear for me while traveling recently through London, Paris, Brighton and many other places in between and observing the people there and comparing them to those I have known back home in the United States.  Additionally, as one of my many occupations, I am an employer and am an expert in the breakdown of labor=productivity and the psychological implications of personality=quality+implied effort toward targeted outcomes, so what I’m about to say requires some advanced context—because it eludes most people living on the earth today—and my assertion of these concepts comes from very advanced knowledge earned the hard way, and in my view, the only way.

I had the fortune to grow up and know both of my grandparents very well.  Both were farmers and had obviously had their world outlook shaped by the Great Depression.  One was particularly keen about every penny spent and watched them like a hawk always afraid that some big wave would come and overtake them wiping them out forever into poverty. They were extremely hard-working people and were socially very honorable, but did reflect a constant fear that their money would be taken away by some unknown force be it a disaster or the aggressions of mankind through some form of robbery—so every penny was watched for their entire lives. The other set of grandparents were rather loose with their money.  If they wanted something they bought it and never gave much of a concern if something cost thousands of dollars even back in the 60s, 70s and 80s.  If they wanted it they’d do what they had to in order to obtain it—whether it be a farm, a particular car, or just a lifestyle.

While traveling around Europe there was this constant phantom in the back of every conversation I had with people I interacted with, from family, friends and mild acquaintances which were shocked that we did so much in such a short period of time while people who were regionally located had spent their whole lives 60 miles to 100 miles from the things we were doing as a family in Europe yet had never tried to do them themselves.  And it came up more than once at dinner tables that my youngest grandson who was at this point only 10 months of age had already been to Disney World once, and was now traveling around Europe with my daughter and her husband.  Additionally while he was still a fetus he traveled around Iceland the year before so before he was even a year old had experienced vast cultural influences which are the foundations of a very interesting coming life that he will have—but people hearing all this just didn’t understand.  “You spent how much at that Ramsay restaurant in Chelsea?”  “You took the Eurostar to Paris just to go to the Louvre?” “Why go all the way out to Stonehenge just to look at some old rocks?”  Those were the kind of questions we received just over the last few weeks by people mystified by the amount activities we reported through small talk which of course opened up a deeper sore which rests on the surface of most things human beings do in their lives.  What is the value of a human day and what does one wish to do with those days toward a value that is internally comprehended at the subconscious level?

That same daughter who traveled with me just recently purchased an iPhone 7 Plus after working with mine on that trip and I was proud of her because it’s the best on the market at this particular time and I like to see she does not compromise quality for the comfort of saving a few dollars.  Just like my view that if we are in London and my wife wants to go to the best restaurant that they have—why not do it?  Essentially if I really want something, I typically get it. I don’t feel that way about everything and I do go through a screening process.  Such as Stonehenge is something that I’ve mulled around for years, but the expense wasn’t worth the trip just for that endeavor.  But If I’m in London on business, or leisure, then I’ll find a way to get there—you better believe it.  I am not the kind of person content to just watch from my front porch others doing things and not doing them myself.  To me nothing on earth is off limits—if I want it, I’ll get it.  With that in mind, when I hear someone say that this is too expensive, or that is too far out of reach, I lose respect for those people because what they are really saying is that they are not willing to do the extra work to acquire the things their heart’s desire and are more than willing to yield to complacency.

Such people who do the minimum in life favoring the lazy position of being victims of circumstance are miserable human beings.  One thing that makes Donald Trump a uniquely American product is that he has the kind of mind that never felt limited by circumstances.  He dreamed big, lived big, and was more than happy to show off how much harder he was willing to work than his contemporaries.  Because after all what is a man really showing off when he arrives at an exclusive club in a Lamborghini with a hot woman on his arm looking very debonair?  He’s not saying he just inherited millions of dollars from his dad, or that he’s willing to waste large volumes of money on nothing—he’s saying that he is willing to outwork his peers and has obtained success and by fluffing his feathers declares himself above those around him so that he can have top access to the best that mankind has to offer—whether it be women, productivity, or leisure opportunity.  Those who point jealously at the man are those simply not willing to do what it takes to acquire such things.  They resort to socialism hoping to be equal to the man without having to do the work so that they essentially don’t have to feel the guilt of underperforming in a world which rewards people like the Lamborghini driver over those who watch every penny fearful that the penny might be taken from them at some point forcing them to work one hour longer to make it up in the future.  People who deliberately set low bars for themselves are constantly unhappy when they have to live in a world where people are free to work and gain all they can and this is the cause of much anxiety in the world. By having a guy like that Lamborghini driver in the White House the expectations for our national economy will naturally expand which I see no negative to at all.  People who are afraid of hard work won’t like it because the social bars of expectation will be raised out of their range of desired applied effort—but that’s good for America as a whole for obvious reasons of economic expansion.

What I observed in Europe was something completely foreign to me.  I knew about it, but actually spending significant time there the situation was glaringly obvious.  They think small in Europe.  They have too much vacation time-they sit and talk too much about nothing and are content to live with the limitations they inherited from their ancient ancestors and they have grown as a region to accept many restrictions which keep them from really living life.  I personally don’t have any of those limits in my life because honestly no matter how much I spend, I’m willing to work harder than anybody else to have what I desire.  I may not care to have a Lamborghini because I’m not interested in the social things that come with it.  I’m married and not looking for women, and I usually do things with my family so there isn’t a back seat for them to sit in when we go out to dinner so the value isn’t worth the cost to me.  But if I wanted one, I’d buy one and nothing would stop me from getting it.  There really aren’t many “things” I want in life because material objects don’t bring much value to me—intellectual things do like books—but “things” themselves don’t do it for me.  But when I want a particular gun, or a motorcycle, or an iPhone—or a television—I get the best of whatever it is and I don’t think about the cost because I am literally willing to work 24 hours a day 7 days a week to obtain whatever it is.

That leaves me with absolutely no sympathy for the person who holds onto their money because they either fear someone taking it from them through aggression, or that they just are afraid of hard work. The person who is afraid to take their wife out to a nice dinner isn’t being fiscally prudent as much as they are just being a wimp afraid of giving up their leisure time to make their spouse a little more happy and comfortable. To select the cheaper version of a car to save money is setting the bar lower for other things and such people are artificially restricting the quality of their life to preserve their internal laziness—in most cases.  And that’s a generally accurate way to identify much of what is currently sickening the world in regard to human beings. They want things that they see other people have, but they are not willing to do what it takes to have those things.  In many cases their religions have given them a free pass to be lazy by constantly castigating the wealthy by highlighting poverty as some kind of virtue.  And that has been a cleverly shrouded element in our society which has garnered little to no attention from our everyday life.

I fortunately was able to live in Canterbury for a good part of February 2017 and in that ancient city there are still monks who make the conscious decision to live in poverty—to essentially quit yearning for material objects so that they can earn their way into heaven.  Its one thing to read about such things, it’s quite another to meet them and see them in the streets of Canterbury which I did.  My wife and I even went to their little island in the Stour River to get a sense of how and why they live the way they do.  Additionally, there are quite a few homeless people in Canterbury who have obviously quit life yielding to the escape of alcoholism.  The two groups of purposely poor demographic groups had decided to set the bar so low for themselves that they were victims of circumstance and simply yielded their life to other controlling elements.  Compassion is not the word I would use to explain their circumstance upon meeting them and speaking directly to them about their manner of living.  They have quit life and have tossed it back to what they think “God” is—and by my definition for things are wasting themselves.  It’s not honorable to be poor or to sacrifice their life for some greater good when what they are really hiding is their sheer laziness to get up each day and battle toward personal goals set for the benefit of being alive.  Such as, you can’t take that car, that house and that nice watch with you into the next world.  But what you do take is the experience gained in obtaining those things because the effort expands your intellect which has resonance into the many dimensional planes of reality that your soul resides on.  So in essence, the work utilized in reaching for material goods and services has a natural byproduct that resonates across the universe into your eternal elements—and those monks in Canterbury are missing the point by deciding to live in poverty so to obtain the grace of God.  And regarding the homeless people, I’ve been at points in my life where compared to them, they were much wealthier than I was—but I never quite working.  A person like me would never be on the street without a house or the means to get one and to me there is no excuse in living on the street begging for food or enough scraps to get a bottle of alcohol to indulge in drunkenness.  They are people who lack the internal drive to fight through each day and make the best of it—let’s be honest.

So those are some things to think about in regard to money, value, virtue, and immortal spirit.  When my daughter told me she had bought a new iPhone 7 after working with mine I would say she did more for her eternal spirit than those Canterbury monks have done in 30 years of living deliberately impoverished in dedication to God—because the value isn’t in the material item—it’s in the productive output to acquire it.  The morality of a good economy does more for assisting the soul of its recipients than deliberate quitting of the world does by yielding to the old forces of intellectual control over those willing to submit themselves to every authority.  Doing what the heart desires for the right reasons is a more moral decision than sacrificing it to circumstance.  It is not honorable to say “I can’t do this because of that, or that I don’t have enough of that to do this.”  It is honorable to say I want that so I’m going to do this to have it because the virtue comes in the act of acquiring the means to perform the task.  For instance the virtue of spending over $1000 on a meal isn’t the food itself or the obvious consumable nature of it—it’s in acquiring the $1000 to spend and in sharing that experience with the people you care about for the memory of it—and the message to them that they are more valuable to you than just setting the bar too low for everyone and holding them prisoner to your low expectations for yourself.  Monks hide that low bar behind dedication to God. The homeless behind their lack of internal resolve to fight through personal challenges–and the lazy hide behind circumstances—whether they are too short, not smart enough, too weak, too something to be that guy who shows up to dinner in the Lamborghini with the hot chick on their arm—so reserve themselves to sitting on their front porch watching the world pass them by and claim that they are being “fiscally prudent.”  They are just being wimps.  And that is the harsh reality that so many people need to face—because they aren’t fooling anyone.

Rich Hoffman

 CLIFFHANGER RESEARCH & DEVELOPMENT

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Swamp Monsters Attack Trump Before the Election: Obama caught tapping the phones at Trump Tower

As if we didn’t know it already early in the morning of March 4th 2017 Donald Trump found out that President Obama just before the November 2016 election had Trump’s phones tapped in Trump Tower using the government to spy on a political rival—obviously breaking many laws in the process.  As Democrats have attempted to do anything to put the new Trump administration on their heels to prevent proper management from the White House—the web of deceit gets more and more complicated making even the most far-reaching conspiracies light up with complete clarity.  And Donald Trump did the correct thing; he went to Twitter before any of the news outlets were even up and broke the story as he found out about it.

Imagine a sitting president using the resources of government to spy on private citizens to preserve their own dynasty of control?  If you read what I say everyday here, of course you can imagine it.  But now you have the confirmation dear reader of just how far these people were willing to go, and thank goodness we now have a president who is willing to set things right—starting with being very vocal in his criticism as he discovers these types of things.

The reason for attacking Jeff Sessions is to keep the new DOJ from prosecuting all these crimes that did occur—and to consider that Trump was willing to extend the branch of friendship to his former political rivals and be a graceful winner.  Well, not anymore.  Time to go for the jugular, and I’m sure Jeff Sessions under Trump’s direction will have a field day with this very revealing information about just what kind of monsters live in the swamp of Washington D.C.

Rich Hoffman

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The New Rebel Fashion: Joy Villa wears Donald Trump dress to the 2017 Grammy ceremony

It took a lot of guts for Joy Villa to show up at the Grammy’s dressed in this fabulous evening wear.  Talk about fashion.  I’m sure the faces of the liberal left of Hollywood melted off.  But hey, for years those American insurgents showed up at these award shows in Che shirts and celebrated Mao openly.  And at parties before the drugs and the orgies, they toasted to Fidel Castro.  So they have it coming—Donald Trump is the new rebel fashion and they have to face the fact that their sun has set and Trump is the new fashion for the rebellious creative types.  And they better get used to it.

Rich Hoffman

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Losers of the Ninth Circuit of Appeals: Why we don’t have justice in America

Of course Judge Friedland, Judge Clifton and Judge Canby of the Ninth Circuit of Appeals where wrong when they ruled against Donald Trump in favor of the bow tie wearing liberal Judge Robart regarding the executive order which inspires extreme vetting from dangerous terrorist countries in the Middle East region.  I’ve explained why they are wrong on a previous article, and explained how Trump can overcome them.  Click here to learn how.

These judges are simply ideological loons and have placed themselves into an exposed position.  Their problem.  Three losers from the west coast do not get to decide for the rest of America how our policies will be.  Donald Trump was the elected representative of a majority of the states–especially in the middle of the country and these three idiots are so audacious to assume that they have the right to overrule our president.  They don’t and have seriously overstepped their authority.

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Rich Hoffman

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Breaking the Neck of Liberal Peacocks: Saving the world from the Democratic Party and the insanity of their philosophy

One of the primary reasons I write on this blog is to help people frame the dilemma that befalls us as a human civilization—primarily this form of lunacy called “liberal politics” which is a condition of failed philosophy perpetrated by second-handers over many centuries in an effort to feel equal to those who have natural inclinations toward production—producing good children, good marriages, good businesses, (otherwise—good healthy lives.) Liberals are broken people who can barely manage getting out of bed in the morning let alone running anybody else’s life, yet as politicians that is precisely their proposal.  So they engage in all kinds of noisy tactics to fluff out their feathers and appear to be many things they are not.  As liberals recently came out in the masses to protests President Trump on his immigration policies—and other things—many conservatives who are quite intelligent asked me—“do you think they have a point”—or “do you think this will change the way Trump does things?”  My answer to all of them, which I’ll write down here for you dear reader to read, is that liberals are like colorful peacocks—much like the old NBC logo—they fan out their feathers to look large and complicated with their color texturing—but actually they are just scrawny birds with thin necks that are remarkably easy to break.  They hiss and make scary noises which looks and sounds foreboding until you discover that everything about them is a ruse—and that they are very easy to destroy.  So no—what they are doing will have no impact on Donald Trump because he understands what those liberal peacocks really are—just skinny birds easy to turn into dinner.   But often I need to write these situations out so normal people can see beyond the feathers to the skinny and lightweight structure which typically makes up the philosophic liberal and the disease of their existence.

There is word that Barack Obama is considering ways to speak out against Donald Trump as a former president and current head of the broken Democratic Party as a way to rally his troops of peacocks so to preserve their progressive gains made over the decades by being the squeakiest wheel in the room fluffing their feathers at every cause and scaring conservatives by hissing at them over every movement. Conservatives have politely yielded to these liberals out of respect and by taking them at their word because typically, conservatives are driven toward goodness and honesty so have no reason not to believe a peacock is anything short of a menace—because the liberal projects itself as such.  But Trump is another matter for these liberals and they really don’t know how to approach him—because Trump is willing to do something most conservatives aren’t—and that is to push aside the feathers and break the neck of the bird quickly—at the slightest provocation—and that has exposed the liberal left of their most serious weapon.

I thought heavily on these matters as I watched the protests against Donald Trump over the last couple of weeks as the Cincinnati media unleashed hell on a personal friend of mine, Bruce Jones who happens to be the fiscal officer of West Chester, Ohio. The tactics were exactly the same and were being done for the same reasons.  Trump was used to it, Bruce wasn’t and I understand personally how much of an impact liberals can have when they start calling you names that are clearly not reflective of the way conservatives typically live life.  So I write here to provide a sanity guidepost against the obvious tactics of the liberal peacocks out there who attempt to do so much damage just so they can maintain a seat at the tables of political power.  But those days are coming to a close for them and its time that as conservatives we stop putting up with them and just get through those fluffing feathers to break their metaphorical necks and be done with them—because there is no co-existence with their failed philosophies.  It is their task to adapt to the world as it is—not to bend it to their limited skill sets and world outlook.  We must do what we do—especially when the liberal left has openly attacked Donald Trump and good people like Bruce Jones essentially for the strategy of shutting them up and forcing them into a retreat.

The dilemma that Barack Obama and his followers of lost Democrats is that they fear by addressing Trump that directly that they will “normalize him” which sounds very similar to a tactic I saw used against me about five years ago when I was in the middle of the Lakota levy fights with the radical teacher’s union who used all these tactics on me hoping to change my behavior. It might be recalled that I was on the radio all the time, on television and in the newspapers every other week.  After all I was just getting this blog site started so I needed the press to build an audience—so I did all the media that came up as an opportunity.  And it worked very well frustrating the liberal peacocks of our community.  Yet, much like Trump does now, and I am proud of this looking back because I was the first to do it that I know of, I fought them.  And soon I didn’t need the media at all—because I made my own media and it had all the impact I could have ever desired.  I became my own Citizen Kane in the media making and breaking political topics with the natural gift I have of boundless words and infinite vocabulary.  And that’s when the political left had to say “uncle” and start working properly in our community.  The name calling didn’t help them then and it certainly won’t help them against Trump on a much larger stage.  The political left is done for.

You might remember the often quoted Scott Sloan interview that I did on WLW around the time that the women of West Chester came after me the way they have been Bruce Jones of late—and the story wasn’t a local one—it made the news of the entire media market of Cincinnati—so it was an attempt to “de-normalize” me in the eyes of the public using the media as a weapon—much like they are trying to do with Trump now—only Trump knows more about the media than the media knows about itself so it will never work. Anyway, Sloan asked me on the air if I thought I was hurting my cause by fighting fire with fire which brought me down off some conservative level and into the mud with my political enemies.  As he spoke I thought about who was asking the question.  Scott Sloan is a marijuana supporter who occasionally enjoys that product of stupidity.  He’s also a pussy-whipped conquered man who feels he must appease female sensibilities within the context of his marriage in exchange for sex—which a lot of men fall into that trap, the “yes dear syndrome.” That in itself isn’t bad—but it does reveal a lot about the person who falls into such traps—because that’s not what women want as much as they publicly proclaim otherwise.  So here was a person giving me advice on how to position my argument when I don’t have any such failures in my life.  Of course, I politely let him talk—because it was his radio show, and I typically don’t beat people into the ground just for having different opinions than I do.  But behind what he was saying was that old progressive stance of conservatives yielding to liberals on every occasion because somehow it was beneath conservatives to engage in mudslinging.  Yet liberals had no such restriction.  To my rational, which is even more persistent today than it was way back then—if a peacock comes over and bites you—you break its neck and eat it.  It’s that simple.  That was what I was doing to the Lakota levy supporters and what I’ve preached for decades—including on that WLW show with Scott Sloan.

Several years later Scott Sloan had on Donald Trump just before the election and the WLW host was certainly not a supporter—he obviously leaned toward Hillary Clinton. People like that radio host who are essentially beaten people by their wives, and who do not have the inner resolve to live a life free of drugs and opinions of conviction found Donald Trump repulsive—so the radio host took little shots at the future president in much the way he did against me.  And it is those kind of people who take collective stances against Trump marching around like idiots hoping that the squeaky wheel that is loudest will get the grease of politics—because it’s always worked before and it’s the only play they have in their liberal playbook.  The same liberal pile-on occurred when Bruce Jones—who is typically a man’s man—not that he hates women or anything—but he’s certainly a man of testosterone and masculinity who reacts with objection when he sees something obviously wrong.  So none of this is new.

My advice is the same as it’s always been, but now we have more evidence to confirm the validity. There is no reasoning with liberals.  There is no co-existence with them because their philosophy in life is just so wrong for the American way of living that has established the rules of our country.  When the peacocks fluff out their feathers and hiss at us, we just have to reach in and break their metaphorical necks—and just put an end to them.  We can’t let them run our government with chants of hate and disinformation built around emotional fears and a hatred of masculinity—even from those who think of themselves as men.  Chuck Schumer is a fine example of this—what man stands in front of a bunch of people and cries over immigration?  Nobody—at least who think of themselves as men.  Women are allowed to cry over such things socially—men aren’t and those are rules our society has designated for centuries regarding the conduct of the sexes with each other.  But we can no longer allow liberals to define the insanity of other definitions built purely on emotional fragility.  And liberals have to learn the hard lesson—that they are the defeated party and that they either have to adapt, or they will be overcome.  It isn’t our task as conservatives to make them feel good, or to give them a seat at the table.  And if they come up and bite us with their feathers fluffed out—it is our responsibility (metaphorically) to break their necks and put an end to their diatribes for the sake of humanity.  Nothing liberals have to say is worth the vibrations of wind that carry the noise that projects from those throats.  Save the world by putting an end to it—forever.

Rich Hoffman

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Donald J. Trump: The Hardest Working Man to Ever Hit Washington D.C.

In case there are people who haven’t figured it out yet, Donald Trump often puts out controversial comments—such as talking about the number of illegal immigrants who voted against him in the popular vote—or discussing that he will send the feds to Chicago if they don’t get their homicide rate down—when he’s really about to do some big thing such as launch construction of the Keystone Pipeline or committing resources to building the border wall between Mexico and the United States, as he did today. He is the absolute opposite of Obama who used to say nice things in public then do bad things behind the scenes with sinister intentions.  Donald Trump says crazy things in public getting everyone to discuss those adolescent topics in a frenzy as he does very carefully planned strategic activity behind the scenes.  What has resulted, and what we can expect going forward, is fury of executive activity that will put to shame any previous president.  What we have now is a president whose primary hobby is working and he’s in a dream land of his own making—he’s retired from private sector life, he has infinite resources to work with virtually, and he literally has a pile of work to do that will never run out. While the press is still stuck on things Trump might have said three days ago or three weeks ago, they miss the details of the latest big action he is now taking daily and not even a multi-station 24 hour a day news cycle can keep up with him.  The Trump administration is running circles around the media and the established politicians and there is absolutely no sign of slowing down.  And Trump is just getting a feel for the job.

I was surprised to learn that I played during 2016 on the Playstation 4 game system 784 hours’ worth of gaming—344 alone on the popular Star Wars game Battlefront. I also read several books in 2016, played with my grandkids a lot—binge watched many Netflix series with my wife—traveled—worked with my many hobbies which included Cowboy Fast Draw.  I didn’t think I played Playstation so much, but as you can see the hours do add up.  The reason all that is remarkable is that I work an average of 12 hours professionally every day, sometimes even on the weekends—and I do quite a lot of work from home.  I’m a very busy person and I squeeze out of every day as much as possible.  I don’t sleep much.  On weekends for instance I get up around 4:30 AM to start my day and I usually don’t go to bed until around 11 PM or even midnight.

I point all that out because honestly I love to work—and I love to play—and my days are full and I get a lot done. With Donald Trump I don’t think he has many hobbies—I don’t think he plays Playstation—or reads many books—but I think he loves to work and is willing to do it 18 to 19 hours a day which adds up to a lot of productive endeavor.  I also think that in the private sector he got bored a lot.  His company started jobs and finished jobs and in between there were things to do, approve and scrutinize plans, zoning problems and other issues.  Occasionally he would be able to attend court and sue somebody or defend a lawsuit against him—but after 30 years of this ebb and flow he was looking for the ultimate challenge since he had mastered all that other stuff—and something where the workload never diminished.  So he ran for president.

Now Donald Trump is in a dream job, he has a good office to work from, resources where the American people have assumed the risk, and he can do what he loves to do most—his ultimate hobby—making deals each hour on the hour if he wants to—and the work never goes away. While some men of 70 might retire to the basement to work on model trains or build ships inside a bottle—Trump just wants to make deals because that is his hobby and it just so happens that being president of the United States requires lots of deal making.  So he’s very happy and truly in his element perhaps for the first time in his life—and he’s done pretty well up to this point.

So here Donald Trump is with a pile of work to do and seven days a week, 24 hours a day to do it, and he’s looking across his desk already in the Oval Office and he sees politicians like Nancy Pelosi and Chuck Schumer winded by the increased activity—and he knows how to play this game with all the joy of a young boy. Only this work needs to be done on behalf of the American people.  He is quite literally catching America up on over 200 years of neglect.  So everyone is happy except for the people who got into politics to have an easy job.

I would dare say that most elected representatives on Capitol Hill only do about 5 hours of work per day and the same holds true for their various staffs. Even with the interns who do most of the bill reading, there are lots of opportunities for leisure, so there are many lost production hours each week that go unfulfilled in Washington D.C.  By the time they arrive at their offices—get their coffee—read a few emails—have a few meetings then take an hour or more for lunch, then return to their offices for whatever they have planned in the afternoon—5 PM comes quickly and everyone goes home uneventfully only to return the next day to do it all over again.  They get used to things taking a long time in Washington D.C. because nobody really expects to ever do anything.  But Trump isn’t like that.  He expects to accomplish things and he expects to do new things the next day.

It will be very interesting to watch how long the media and the politicians will try to keep up with Donald J. Trump. This horse race just started and Trump is already pulling way out in front and he continues to throw things back at his boot lickers and social parasites to divert their attention away to easily digestible topics suited for their limited intellect while he works on his infinite pile of blissful work unencumbered by their lack of understanding.  It is neat to watch for a lot of reasons.  It’s nice to see a president who truly loves to work for one—but it’s nice to see that pile that’s been sitting there for decades of things that needed to be done actually getting attention.  There is no way to know what happens next—but at least work is happening—and that’s always a good thing for a productive country full of people in need of that necessity for output.

Rich Hoffman

 CLIFFHANGER RESEARCH & DEVELOPMENT

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Hello, My Name is Human: Taking out the trash on Inauguration Day

It was literally trash day on my street today and I couldn’t help but think of that metaphor as Donald Trump was inaugurated as the 45 president of the United States.  As good as the ceremonies were, the best thing for me was seeing Barack Obama whist away into the oblivion of the trash dump removed from the White House and left valueless with only his title as a former president remaining—which for him will soon be meaningless like a lot of the trash I put at the end of my driveway each week. It has been a good day as before the ceremonies even started we received these very nice inauguration glasses in the mail which we used during the swearing-in.  Additionally my wife special ordered her favorite candy in the world, Divinity from Gatlinburg, Tennessee shipped to us just for this occasion to enjoy throughout the day.  One of my daughters was able to come over to watch the main events as my wife and I ended the day at Uno’s in West Chester with friends and people who had been in the trenches with us for many years.  The overall feeling about everything had that refreshing feeling you get when you take out the trash allowing you to separate from things you don’t want in your house—and Barack Obama for at least six years was one of those items I was so very happy to see put to the curb.inauguration

As I watched the events of the day I couldn’t help but think I was witnessing the physical manifestation of the song by Highly Suspect called “Hello, My Name is Human.”  As Trump took the oath I kept hearing the lines, “I’m up off my knees, girl–I’m face to face with myself–I stole my power from the sun—I am more than just a man.”  I do like that song!  A lot.  But particularly that third part of it where the narrative had eclipsed the terrestrial limits of human existence and moved beyond the limits of our experience—to become more than worldly limits allow.  Literally, the trend of Washington D.C. culture has been for everyone to get on their knees and worship at the alters of the powerful—but with Trump—he came to town clearly larger than anybody and now literally he was looming over everything with a perspective that was more than human.

The trend continued in reverse as I reflected on the concert in front of the Lincoln Memorial which for me was deeply emotional because it had a theme that was very obvious.  When 3 Doors Down sang Kryptonite as an obvious nod to Superman—the super hero, and that was followed by several acts featuring Ravi Drums performing some fabulous solo drum exhibitions I could see a not so subtle plot emerging—a message from Trump to the rest of us.  Again, the theme was “solo” efforts at taking small things and overcoming limits to become bigger—like the Trump presidency.  As I watched Ravi and the other acts I could literally hear the most diehard liberals from the entertainment community screaming at what they were seeing—the power of the individual being unleashed through the Executive Branch.

With Obama it was the theme of progressivism—we are all nothing unless we are united together—which is the trash we just kicked to the curb.  As the presidents gathered to watch Trump take the oath the evidence was palatable.  Trump’s inauguration speech was literally a symbol of mankind rising to some new individual height that stepped well beyond the limits of our past where we were all chained in bondage to the orders of our “betters.”  Trump had arrived and not even past presidents sitting right next to him could eclipse that light he had gained from the metaphorical “sun.”  Here was a man who had never been on his knees for anybody taking the Executive Office–who just 12 hours prior had brought Kellyanne Conway on stage to thank her for all her hard work and then called her “baby” as she stepped off the stage.  The political left melted into oblivion.  How could a man who was president of the United States be such a chauvinist—a capitalist loving monument of freedom who didn’t need any of them—the answer is that Trump was never a groveling fool begging for his way through life.  He’s always been face to face with himself and that drives the order of the past insane.

Most of the European wars that have taken place since the Roman Empire left the shores of England were over the control of populations and what religion they would adhere to.  Even when Catholics had their grip on England the Protestants led by Martin Luther were proposing that Rome was not in control of man’s connection to God which only increased as the printing press made personal Bibles more of a household item—decentralizing the church in ways they were never comfortable with.  So wars would break out within countries and with other lands essentially to focus the efforts of nations on a unified religion.  Even before the Roman Empire, it was these kinds of state sponsored challenges which inspired people to kneel before a king, a god, or an ancient past where these heroes paved the way for lesser people to exist.  Then along came America to challenge all that but even then our European roots possessed many of the previous 44 presidents in ways that made them run the Executive Branch with more pomp than circumstance. A few former presidents touched the face of greatness (the sun) and generated their own otherworldly reference—but most were content to bow on their knees and face their god—and leave things there.  Not Trump.

The Air Force One planes that Trump and his family departed from looked small—they didn’t fit his personality—just as the wide shots during the inauguration made the former presidents look like an old shoe that Trump had grown out of as a youth.  Donald Trump is the oldest inaugurated president yet he looks and acts like a man of 35—he doesn’t seem elderly, feeble in any way, or even limited.  He has unshakeable confidence and a belief in his ability to literally do anything.  There has never been a president like that.  This is a very new experience.  But even as I say that, the whole event wasn’t about Trump—it was about us.

I have never enjoyed a firework display like I did the one at the Lincoln Memorial with the Trump family standing on the steps as the “Battle Hymn of the Republic” played.  We don’t have a democracy—we have a republic and when the people who run that republic have never been on their knees in obligation to anything—and they expect to give the people of that republic the same transcendence—the human race just evolved from something that belongs in the trash to something of great value—an empty vessel ready to be filled with the succulence of Americanism spawned forth by the 45th president, just as the wonderful inauguration glass had brought me great joy and many fine wines during the swearing-in ceremony.

And as the garbage man came to pick up our trash in front of our house I listened to the song “Hello, I am Human” over and over as the lights from the truck lit up the early morning pre-dawn hours with promise—we were throwing out those days of kneeling before our “gods” our “betters” in Washington D.C. and we were as a nation facing ourselves—standing—with the power of the sun for literally the first time in human history and we were saying with a salute to the American flag—“Hello, we are now—human.”

Rich Hoffman

 CLIFFHANGER RESEARCH & DEVELOPMENT

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