Marching in place

June 19, 2014

From: Gary

Well,

Its been an interesting few days….

We got up early on a Sunday, and went to the Brownsville/Matamoros bridge, thinking to cross early…

Only to find out it was closed to truck traffic…

The Mexicans were very nice, polite, helpful, but limited by their own bureaucracy…

So we turned around after an hour or more, and crossed the bridge back to the US side, where we were treated like we were drug runners for having never entered Mexico…

We had been told the other bridges couldn’t do our paperwork on Sunday either, except for at Laredo, over 200 miles away, so in shock and confusion we headed for there, but it was too far in the day remaining, so we spent the night at an RV park in the middle where everyone spoke better Spanish than English…

In the morning we crossed that bridge only to be told we had to cross at Matamoros…

And when we turned around, found ourselves in an hour long traffic jam of Mexicans trying to cross north…
As we approached the American side, we saw the police coming out to meet us, and a very nice officer walked up, told us we had created a stir, and spoke into his mike for his guys to stand down, and told us we didn’t know how many guns were pointed at us…

Evidently a military style vehicle coming north had set off a small panic….

Glad the guys still ask questions first, and save the shooting for later! ; )

Everybody liked the truck and wanted to talk happily to us…. but again treated like potential Cartel types for crossing a bridge and back 30 minutes later… held up at least two hours, while they processed us back…

Another night in a different RV park after driving back towards Brownsville over a hundred miles…

In the morning we found out there was a Mexican consular in the next town from a very helpful young lady at the RV park.. she got us a map online… So the next morning we drove there, found the consulate and walked in, and were helped promptly and very very professionally, and told we needed to get an agent to do paperwork, at a third bridge called Los Indios, near Brownsville…

We found the agent, who told us we needed an export license first, from the department of commerce, for the old truck… Evidently superseded military tech that’s 30 years old, still requires written permission, even if the M-35 trucks are all over the planet, in museums, and farmer’s fields, etc….

Kind of absurd… a truck that will do less than 50 mph, is a threat to national security if it doesn’t have proper papers….

Your tax dollars at work…

The Drug cartels can have Lear jets and Hummers that will do 80 mph across the desert, but common man needs permission to drive a relic of WW2 era out of the country… there’s something wrong with the picture….

Anyway, back in Brownsville again, likely weeks of delay ahead… all so we can eventually be free of the bull…

It underlines why we are leaving, too much red tape, too many rules, and no wisdom in the Nanny State..

Einstein was right about human stupidity….

We also have talked to locals about the influx of people from Mexico and Central America… Its beginning to sound like a UN refugee situation, with one guy telling us there were a hundred thousand just in this area, and it was mostly kids without parents…

Evidently our foreign policy and economic assistance hasn’t been working too well…

And things are getting bad enough to cause mass migration…

Like never before…

One older woman running an RV park said the refugees often came through, caused few problems, and usually asked for a drink of water and to use a phone….

And me, I’m saddened by this, knowing its the disparity of wealth causing the problems… The problems in Latin America are caused by a lack of hope and opportunity… this is a direct result of human greed on the part of mostly unknowing first world people… The average American can’t connect the dots…. that wealth is based in poverty, and affluence invariably takes from many many “someone else’s” potentials….

For just one person to become rich, thousands must be made poorer ….

And The American Nightmare is affecting the whole planet…

The average American is busy stashing money in retirement accounts and in the stock market, where it is used by corporations to make even more money in far places by paying as little as possible to people trying to feed kids and get them an education….

Which is kind of what our mission is all about NOT DOING…..

You see, I’ve lived in it for going on two decades… Friends with people who have beautiful children and good hearts, but no electricity… its not that its unavailable, its that its unaffordable… while they pick the coffee you drink, for $2.50 a five gallon bucket… Over a two month season, and try to live a year on that and any odd jobs they can find…

I once found myself cooking with kids holding flashlights, and noticed they were very excited…. And I asked if they’d ever eaten hot dogs before? they said no….

It kind of makes Americans appear rather decadent to experience that kind of vignette…

Who are we? to be so vain and self centered?

And so blind to our own effects..

Anyway, more difficulties ahead in our own trip.. bureaucracy that does no good….

But I know what I want, and that’s to make a difference for some kids…

And unpleasantness nor adversity will stop me from using my own abilities for what good I can….

Being aware is painful…Being unaware is criminal…

I would rather try and fail, than only think of myself….

Anyway, we may have to let go of some things to be able to run the gauntlet… to cut down on costs and risks etc…

And I know it’s why the Drug Cartels exist…they are the expression of greed and lack of hope in the third world, and are lavishly financed by those who have too much and those on their way down hill…

For what the US and other governments have spent on the drug wars, we could have fixed the underlying problems…
But like all problems, it leads back to the love of money on the collective scale…. no one seems immune from addiction to money and what it will buy their vanity….

Many feel sorry for those unfortunates in far places…. but never realize that its a cause and effect universe, nor that they have a part in it….

The other side of the paradigm in the third world, is they too have their own status quo who doesn’t give a damn about anyone but themselves…. And it’s more aware than we are, and cares even less….

I guess it all boils down to personal enlightenment after all…

That in business there are winners and losers, and as Jack London pointed out in Sea Wolf, the loser’s children get malnutrition and sicken and die….

Me? just some crazy guy not afraid to not be normal…. if I can do anything positive, I’d be happy….

But if I could inspire others to wake up and change how they think and do, I’d be really happy….

Not much hope of that is there?

With the human condition inevitably the result of human ego….

Human decency is the bottom line….

you either have it buried somewhere in you or you don’t….

To me the perfect outcome would be to get some of you to come down and each do some small positive action.. spend some time with the kids…. teach them things that will help them break out of the economic traps.. And in the process find your own humanity perhaps…

There is a good example here in south Texas, in the Mexican American communities…. much poverty, but its damn obvious that their schools have become the center pieces of their culture… Beautiful schools, and probably a third of the billboards along the highways are the faces of the top ten students at this or that school… High Schools, College prep schools, private schools….

And to me it shows what these people strive for when they get access to opportunity…

You may think it’s important that your Children go to a good school… But they think its vital to not just go to schools , but to excel at it, and have the faces of those who do so, on a thousand billboards for the world to see…

And Central America is pulling itself up by the boot straps too… But a lot less bootstrap for those outside of America….

And that’s what the problems are all about…

We have bloated Vampires of Bureaucracy, a status quo with no soul, and at the other extreme, kids who may never have eaten a hot dog or a hamburger in their whole childhood…

Inequality of opportunity that will never be fixed by Governments, Charities, or Companies of only the profit motive….

What we need is a citizen army of adults for kids….

Any kids, all kids, not just your kids…

So, here we sit! with our truck liberated from the Military Industrial Complex, awaiting some arcane document, before we can be on our way to use it to haul what ever is needed to whoever needs it, in spite of the access….

Plenty of people still living in remote areas we can service with the M-35 Whistler, and we can run a business with it that has more than a profit motive….

Maybe occasionally do a hot dog run?

Or be successful enough to give a company picnic? Show up with the frisbees….

I don’t know where this is all going…

And right now its not going anywhere fast…But Tami is waiting on a call to find out what we have to do to make Whistler kosher for a couple of governments…

Absurd, yes, but they have the guns to point at us….

And Chairman Mao was wrong… Not all power comes from the muzzle of a gun…

There is a deeper power that comes from people who do whats right no matter what…

G

 

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