slow

I am engulfed in the proposition that things must improve because, although they can become worse, these things are in flux. Things always are because if they were not, then this whole thing we are involved with could be viewed as one giant experiment gone awry. Those on high; he on high, whoever it be fat or skinny, must see our progression and laugh. I guess the good thing is that without all the BS we get to experience each and every day we would have no way to track things and see how we move at a snails pace.
Red tape mingling with procedure and the status of achieving individuals slows progress down so everyone can get a piece of the pie. Like birds from the air these pigeons pluck the finance away just like they were trained to do. This is but one thing in a myriad of things we all must contend with so the trails we mark can be colored to the appropriate corporation. Nothing like a sell out to keep the dollar moving. LLc 98.2