WADE FRAZIER : A Healed Planet

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

On to the next topic in my list: the challenges to the ego. More than any other issue, this is humanity's challenge, and not just the megalomania issue that I listed, although it is very real. The issue of personal integrity being the world's scarcest commodity is all about the ego, which in our world of scarcity means a person's immediate economic self-interest. All in-group ideologies are all about the ego, as people meet their immediate self-interest through their in-groups, and the out-groups can go to hell. They are all scarcity-based, which perhaps should be obvious, but as Ernie recently noted, many vitally important issues should be very obvious, but they aren't. When I fielded crazed reactions from my "peers," when they read this section of my site, that was their egos reacting. I am a high-achieving member of history's most affluent and privileged demographic group: white, educated, American men who grew up in the USA's postwar boom, which is the most prosperous era in the human journey.

Dennis was born into a migrant farmworker family, but even he was able to join the middle class during that era of prosperity, and even hobnobbed with the Eastern Oligarchy. Brian and I had it easier, and Brian had the world's coolest job for a brief time: an astronaut who was tasked with going to Mars. He later became an Ivy League professor and advised presidential candidates. Brian openly admitted how those days tended to inflate his ego. That is a very real challenge. In my early days of being Dennis's partner, as we chased after FE, I had fleeting delusions of grandeur. They got beaten out of me pretty quickly, but to this day, when my ego rears its head, I have to let it know that it is not being helpful. It is a constant issue when pursuing the biggest event in the human journey, especially for geniuses who are members of history's most privileged demographic group. The ego lives in fear, and with love, it gets into the back seat and lets the soul drive. Humanity is ego-bound. According to some bodies of mystical material, the ego was intended to help the soul focus into physical reality, and it is doing a job that it was not intended for, so we are a deeply egocentric ensouled species. It does not have to be this way, and in a world of abundance, I expect that everybody's egos are going to take a step back and let their souls come through more.

The issue of virtually nobody understanding the FE issue in today's world is all about the ego. People are fed belief systems from a young age and never let go, because that is how they eat. Their overriding self-interest prevents them from even being willing to try to understand work like mine.

As Brian got closer and closer to the truth, he became more and more ostracized from the Establishment, eventually dying in exile in South America. Brian was doing some of the most important work on Earth, and was run out of his home country because of it. So was Dennis. Dennis still lugs around his Third Epoch religion, which is messianic, and it is easy to slip into the "I am the Messiah" role when pursuing FE. Joe Newman did it, as Keshe recently has. Dennis never did. He had lived through events that beat any of that kind of thinking out of him, long before I met him. When he gets on stage, his salesman persona takes over, and people have accused him of playing some kind of messianic figure, but only those who don't know him say that. Everything that he does is to serve his god, which he has been doing ever since he first heard that voice. I know what that is like, and it can definitely give one a sense of purpose. That sense of purpose can appear to the uninitiated as the ego running amok, but it is something different.

I regularly hear that my ego is way too invested in my work, and that it is the Wade Show because of my ego. Actually, it is the Wade Show because nobody has yet stepped up and begun that comprehensive discussion of my big essay, which is certainly not all about me. When I have heard those "ego" comments, it takes me back to when that ex-girlfriend repeatedly attacked me, accusing me of being a criminal. It was only a gentle preview of what was coming, as I was brought down to Earth quickly and hard. Those delusions of grandeur never returned, although my ego is still there every day when I wake up, and it is there until I go to bed. I found that when people focus on my personality, it is because they are unable or unwilling to focus on the issues. Small minds focus on people, larger minds focus on events, and the biggest minds focus on ideas. My big essay is all about events, ideas, and how the world works, and what kind of world we can have if enough of us wake up and combine our efforts from a sense of combined positive intention, not because of me or anybody else. If people focus on the goal, petty egocentric conceits quickly fade to the background.

Yes, my journey is unique and hard to believe at times, even for me, but Dennis's journey is far more unbelievable, and Brian's life was quite a ride. So, navigating toward the goal and keeping our egos in the back seat has always been a challenge, to one degree or another. Could I become a Keshe-style megalomaniac? I guess that if I deny it, then it means that I could.

I guess that the only honest answer I can give is that I know the territory well, and I have witnessed people's egos, especially men's, succumb to the immensity of the issue. There is not an issue more immense on Earth, and it sucks in egos and spits out the shreds on a daily basis, as FE inventors try to get rich and famous, think they are the Messiah, and so on. All I can say to that is that I have lived with it for more than 40 years and have experienced the ups and downs that it sends the ego through. If my work was about my immediate self-interest, I am pretty stupid, spending my adult life doing this for free and planning to mount an effort in which history's most lucrative technology is given away for free. People who are able to discuss the issues with me are free to let me know when they think that my ego is getting the best of me, but those who cannot join the comprehensive discussion I found really do not understand, and they tend to project their ego issues onto me. Heck, my own mother did it. I am very familiar with those dynamics, more familiar than I ever wanted to be.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

On to the next possibility on my list and where I hope that my effort goes. My so-called "choir" idea is all about developing a comprehensive discussion of the energy issue and FE's potential. That conversation has really never been held on Earth before, except in corners here and there, and such discussions typically devolved into "bright ideas" about "doing something," which are invariably the paths of failure that have been trod many thousands of times, literally. Those paths of failure are all about fear, the ego, and scarcity. They are all about riches and fame, playing the hero or Messiah, looking for somebody out there who can cut the big check and send it over the top, beseeching the powerful, and so on. I have seen it all, and none of those approaches have ever come close to working. This is the most difficult nut to crack on Earth.

Godzilla's greatest triumph is making FE and what can come with it unimaginable. I have stated that for many years, and I am still largely a voice in the wilderness, as Brian and Dennis were. Dennis could sure gather a crowd, but that crowd was there for its self-interest and the spectacle (AKA "bread and circuses"), and such crowds were no good at all for making FE happen. They are actually a great hindrance and putty in the hands of the social managers, and Godzilla's minions most of all. By the dark days of December 1988, I seriously doubted that Dennis's mass movement approach would work, with inventors, businessmen, and business opportunities, and after my second stint with him that ended in 1997, I was certain that it would not work.

So, I groped after different approaches, as I studied for my site and created it. Soon after finishing it, Brian asked me to co-found NEM, and the next year I dropped out of NEM and decided that I would never join anybody else's effort again, although I still carried Brian's spears for him years later. I also discovered Bucky Fuller's work in 2003, and the light bulb finally went on for me, as the paradigm that I had been struggling to conceive finally crystallized, and my work has been more consciously comprehensive ever since. As I look back, reading Fuller's work was the beginning of my studies that resulted in my big essay, and I like to think that if Bucky was alive today, he would be doing something like what I am.

If I could find and train 5,000-to-7,000 people to develop the heart-centered and comprehensive understanding that informs my big essay, making FE happen will be laughably easy. Finding and training them will be the hard part. Nearly everybody on Earth is addicted to their particular flavor of scarcity, and they don’t even realize that they are. You can't reach addicts who do not even acknowledge their addiction. It is invisible to them, as obvious as it is to those around them. It took me many years to realize the addictions to scarcity that I witnessed. It is so pronounced among the "smart" and "educated" that after five years of playing the Paul Revere of FE, Brian began openly wondering if humanity was a sentient species, and I sadly understood.

I also found that the vast majority of people are scientifically illiterate (the number is about 95% in the West), and they really do not understand the role that energy plays in the world. My big essay was intended to help remedy that deficiency. I am in no way Mr. Orthodox, but the scientifically illiterate do not even know what the orthodox position is before they begin eating the chaff on the fringes, thinking it is wheat. Probably the most common issue that I see today with people wanting to join my choir is their scientific illiteracy and their infatuation with various fringe authors who represent the chaff of the fringes, and they want to drag that stuff into my forum. When I inform them that they have to leave it at the door (and that they are enamored of that chaff means that they do not have what I am looking for in the first place), they almost always disappear.

The smarter ones are usually infatuated with some kind of alternative political-economic philosophy, and they want to drag that into my forum, and they don’t seem to be able to understand that they are all scarcity-based and focused on the exchange aspect of economics, and that will all become obsolete with FE. When I tell them that they have to leave their scarcity-based luggage at the front door, and that they are not paths of the needed solution to the FE conundrum, they almost always disappear.

The masses are not going to begin to wake up until the means of FE are delivered into their lives, which is what my work is about. All scarcity-based ideologies and societal structures will quickly become obsolete and the world will end as we know it. The people I need for the choir have to have the integrity, courage, and sentience to understand that, even embrace it. I know that they are needles in haystacks, but they are the only people that can make my idea work, and it might be the only approach that will work.

The item on my list that this post is about is about just mounting that conversation, which helps raise the awareness of those I seek, so that what I am attempting becomes comprehensible. It isn't easy to understand, especially when people drag the baggage of scarcity along with them. But for those who are willing and able to, they can help create an environment that will be conducive to mounting an FE effort with a prayer. None have had a prayer yet.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

On to the next item on my list. If I can get my so-called "choir" going, that will be plenty for this man in a lifetime. A high-level comprehensive conversation, among thousands of people, has never been heard on Earth before, not even remotely. It is not going to be a New Age conversation, an alternative political-economic one, a conspiracist one, a "skeptical" one, a "chaffy" fringe science or historical one, or the many kinds of discussions that are out there in cyberspace, among enthusiasts, the scientifically illiterate, the superficially spiritual, the paranoid, the "skeptical," the superficially academic, political activists who hack at branches, anonymous cowards and trolls, the economically minded who never think past exchange, and so on. It is going to be something far different, but the people who are part of it will have to play the game at a far higher level than it has ever been played at before. Deep study of my big essay is a mere prerequisite. I expect that some choir members are going to hit notes far higher than I ever have, as they will have more talent and will not have gone through the meat grinder like I have, which can scar the vocal cords. I can only help blaze the path. Others will travel it much further than I will, and see vistas that I never imagined.

A choir like that, hitting the notes of abundance, would be an unprecedented act of integrity and sentience for humanity. The effect of that alone will be unprecedented, and who knows what it might catalyze? This post and the next will explore two possibilities, out of a wide range of them that I can imagine.

Most directly, I intend for the choir to attract 100,000 people or so who will "do something." Without the "ballast" that the choir will provide, that 100,000 will not form, and whatever did form could easily go astray and get caught up in the latest New Age and conspiracist fashion, pursue the FE inventor who announces that he is the Messiah, etc., try to attract mass media attention (the "I am scientifically illiterate but a great networker" person is useless for what I am doing), and advocate all those paths of failure that have been tried thousands of times. My effort is about doing something different. Those 100,000 will also be needles in haystacks, possessing rare integrity and sentience. The path that this group will take I call making FE happen the hard way. It will be a technical project of developing an FE device to production-ready status, to then be given to humanity.

Many FE prototypes have been demonstrated in the past century. Some harnessed the zero-point field, while others tapped such sources as the electrical potential between Earth's surface and its ionosphere. Again, anybody who has played on the high road knows that FE technology already exists on the planet, has been developed to a commercial level, and sits today in Godzilla's Golden Hoard, along with many other mind-boggling technologies. To independently develop something that is older than I am can seem like a waste of time, and I am sympathetic with that perspective, but the effort has to be prepared to go that route and not seek easy solutions. All of those paths of failure generally have looking for easy answers in common. FE is not going to happen in today's environment unless people with the right stuff do the work. Making the biggest event in the human journey happen will not be easy, not with humanity's inertia and the organized suppression.

If the choir forms, there will be no need or even desire for men to go play heroes and messiahs, women play cheerleaders and groupies, and the like. Those are all old roles that will not only become obsolete in the Fifth Epoch, but they are not going to help us get to the Fifth Epoch.

In his last years, Brian O tried to educate the public on technology development. A working prototype is a long, long way from something that is ready for public use. The technologically illiterate and naïve tinkerers think that there is going to be some guerilla garage revolution that sneaks past Godzilla or overwhelms him in a stampede. It is one of many adolescent fantasies out there on the FE issue, encouraged by movies such as Back to the Future. The latest I have seen is that 3-D printers will make FE devices soon, and people can make them in their garages. While advances in mainstream technology are likely going to make the task easier than it has been, it will still be a monumental undertaking, and the 100,000 will have to be mentally and emotionally prepared for the long road to get there, but with so many involved, and a choir forming the foundation, no one person will be laying his or her life on the line, playing the hero, etc.

Not long before he died, Brian estimated the FE development cost at $200 million, and I'll buy that. With 100,000 people, that is mere $2,000 per person. Again, this is a long, long way off, and anybody advocating building that fund now is naïve and a liability to my effort. The choir has to be built, first, and that will be the truly hard part, not rounding up the 100,000. Almost nobody on Earth has mustered the integrity and sentience to break out of their scarcity-based conditioning and been able to even imagine abundance. As I see it, that is the root problem. Solve that one, and the rest is going to be easy.

That choir is going to create harmonic effects on Earth that have never been witnessed before. A nugget of integrity and sentience like that can help raise humanity's awareness so that when FE is introduced to the world, its harmless implementation will be assured. No FE wars, no strip-mining Earth's surface, and the rest of those primitive and degenerate notions. Humanity will enter the Fifth Epoch, technologically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually, and ethically. This kind of world can begin to come into view.

Again, we are a long, long way from that goal, but it has to begin somewhere. I have budgeted the rest of my lifetime's "spare" time to building that choir. I am not the only FE game in town, but nobody else is playing my game on Earth, as far as I have seen. Brian O had the closest in the FE field that I saw to my way of thinking, and he understood that I was doing something different, as Dennis also did.

Will my approach work? If I can find the right people and train them, I am certain of it. Godzilla and humanity's inertia will not be able to affect something like that, and Godzilla knows it. The hard part will be finding and training them. I know what has not come close to working, and I am leaving those paths of failure behind. The path outlined above may not find enough people with the right stuff to make it work. Somebody may come along and do it better than I can, and if they have the right stuff, I will gladly join up. But they will have extraordinarily high hurdles to overcome to rise enough in my estimation for that. I am very willing to be pleasantly surprised, but I don't expect it. Seeking to hand this over to somebody more qualified than I am is another way to take the easy way out.

The next post will be on the "negative" side of FE.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

On to the next scenario in my list, of FE becoming publicly available and then used to destroy Earth via wars and strip-mining Earth's surface. Melinda added her two bits, and such fears are what I have called Level 5. Those fears always fail to take into account that all wars have been primarily resource-based, and FE makes all resources abundant. I know that antigravity has been sequestered in Godzilla's Golden Hoard, along with FE and other mind-boggling technologies, and mining one big asteroid would supply all of humanity's metal needs for the foreseeable future, leaving aside Mercury, Mars, and Venus (and the Kuiper belt, Oort cloud, and gas giants). So warfare over resources or raping Earth to get them quickly becomes seen as insane and stupid, and I have a higher opinion of humanity than those Level 5 doomsayers. Also, the rising standards of living of industrialization have resulted in the demographic transition, and women in industrial societies are not seen as broodmares. An ever-increasing human population under an FE regime, putting ever-greater pressure on Earth and her ecosystems, is unrealistic in several ways.

Each Epoch of the human journey has seen an increase in its energy surplus, and societies have increasingly become more humane as the energy surplus increased. The brief golden ages of the human past were all due to relative energy abundance, and FE will mean absolute energy abundance for all people, at levels scarcely imaginable today, not for merely a privileged few, and human societies will transform in ways that most people cannot even imagine today, and that is normal. It is crazy to think that the likeliest outcome will be wars and destroying Earth.

All the same, I advocate those peacekeeping grandmothers in the transitional phase, but I don't expect that they will need to be engaged for long. Maybe there is a generation where there is a policing of humanity, so that the psychopaths no longer run the show like they do today, but with everybody finally waking up from the nightmare of scarcity, human sentience will take over and the suicidal stupidity of such practices will be plain to all (it will be seen like Russian roulette is today), and nobody will need to be reminded. The few recalcitrant ones will have their toys taken away and may be sequestered, but not in prisons, but places of healing and reorientation. Some of today's psychopaths may not be able to wake up in this lifetime and behave themselves, but there really should not be many of them. Psychopathy as a way of life will not work in a world of abundance. Weaponry will be seen as relics of humanity's primitive past, with a few specimens surviving in museums, which people will marvel over, in a slightly horrified way, like medieval torture implements are today.

Already, in industrial nations, instead of razing all the forests to the ground to provide energy and materials, the forests have been increasingly protected, as fossil fuels have provided the necessary energy and materials. The forests and ecosystems are under the most strain in poor nations, not industrial nations. The Japanese have not harvested their trees since before I was born. I believe that people are smart enough to quickly realize that with FE, there will be no good reason for raping Earth any longer, or having wars. It will all quickly go the way of dinosaurs and slavery.

The greatest threat to humanity, Earth, and her ecosystems is human poverty and scarcity, not the "specter" of abundance.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

On to the last scenario in my list, of Godzilla releasing FE from his Golden Hoard. FE would be plenty, but antigravity and a bunch of other mind-boggling technologies and materials are in that cache. When my friend got his peek, his eyes were bugging out, and one of his replies was that those people did not play in the same galaxy that he did. They admitted that it was not safe to bring those technologies to the public, but they looked forward to when they could.

My friend did not know who gave him that show, but I am almost certain that it was a disenchanted faction of Godzilla's organization that does not want to live on Mars. I can't vouch for all the tales that Dwight Eisenhower's granddaughter told, but somebody in my circles was also subjected to a recruitment attempt for making Mars into an elite survival haven, and it was not Brian O. When I was with Dennis, we heard from the so-called White Hats at times, before the Black Hats lowered the boom on us, after dangling their ever-larger carrots. Events like those just come with playing on the high road, if you can survive to tell the stories. My days of playing on the high road were life-risking and life-wrecking, and I will always be picking up the pieces of my shattered life.

I think that I have discussed it publicly before, but maybe not. There is a large dynastic component in Godzilla's ranks, similar to how we see Jeb and Hilary running for president today. My close relative almost tried to recruit me into the "business" that played a level or two below Godzilla's. For all of the evil mastery in Godzilla's ranks, they cannot choose what soul comes through their offspring, and those descendants generally don't "have it" like their parents did, so are underachievers on the dark path, similar to how women are generally are not as accomplished as men in evil, being biologically built to nurture life, not take it. The dark path is not an easy one, and those who walk it have my sympathy.

It is obvious to anybody whose head is not in the sand that humanity is quickly making Earth uninhabitable, and around 50 years ago (and arguably when the USA nuked Japan), it began becoming obvious where Godzilla's power-and-control game was headed, and there has been growing dissention in the ranks. It was long after my pal got his little show that I heard Disclosure Project witness testimony and read Greer's writings on divisions in Godzilla's ranks, and it aligned with our experiences. Greer is damaged goods, a casualty of the high road, but I buy his reports on the state of Godzilla and other tidbits, because they aligned with our experiences. Brian O was a prominent member of Greer's efforts. Tom Bearden is another odd one, but his reporting of the "game theory" strategies that Godzilla used also aligned with our experiences.

I get the sense that those disenchanted factions want FE and related technologies to come out. They want to have their cake and eat it too, however, and I believe that is behind the Skunk Works recently announcing commercial fusion. That is not the good stuff, but allows something like FE to be released under the capitalist model, and Godzilla can play the ultra-elite game for a while longer, but even the stupidest of them realize that FE means game over for elites, and they will become obsolete in the Fifth Epoch. All sorts of dark path opportunities disappear in the Fifth Epoch. Godzilla is trying to walk the tightrope between a terrified and enslaved humanity and a destroyed planet, and Godzilla's saner members no longer want to play that game. They just don't relish evil as much. But it is not easy to get off that horse.

Where does the choir come into that? Nothing remotely like a Fifth Epoch conversation of significance has taken place on Earth before. A choir could well help catalyze a situation where it becomes more inviting for those technologies to come forward. That level of heart-centered sentience and enlightenment could well be the catalyst for encouraging that disenchanted faction to release some of those technologies, and if they let the FE cat out of the bag, the rest won't be far behind, as this kind of world quickly comes into view.

I am sure not counting on that happening. The choir has to be mentally and emotionally prepared for doing it the hard way, but easier paths to FE may be catalyzed by the choir's existence.

I plan to make another post or two, to summarize those scenarios and provide some more commentary. Those are several of many ways that my effort could turn out, and there all sorts of ways that hybrid situations could play out, but FE newbies seeking the easy way out has ever been the bane of this work, as they trot out their "bright ideas" that have never come close to working. What my effort does not need is more newbie bright ideas, but people doing the work to develop comprehensive perspectives. That is the only way that the choir can be built, and that is what I am here to assist.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

I made several posts on the trajectories that my work can take, from going nowhere to making the Fifth Epoch happen to destroying Earth. Maybe my attempt will not help at all, and somebody else is going to do it. Maybe Godzilla unveils his Golden Hoard next week, because Obama asked him to. What I did not explore, because it is the most remote possibility of all, is that I mount some half-cocked effort that tries to "do something" and ends up in flames and wrecked and prematurely terminated lives. That is one area where I have far more experience than I ever wanted or imagined, and I will do all I can so that such a fate never befalls my effort. I would rather accomplish nothing than risk that. I learned those lessons, I think. If my work is hijacked, I would expect that the choir is going to be worldly enough, with enough integrity and sentience, to not follow those dark path Pied Pipers, like I watched so many do when our companies were stolen during my days with Dennis. That is partly why I am being so picky about who joins the choir.

The greatest threat to my work is likely going to be people trying to turn my effort into some mass movement, beseeching the rich and powerful, and those other many other "bright ideas" that not only have never come close to working, but can even be suicidal. I played those games, watched others around me play them, and I learned from the experiences, which more than anything led to my current approach. My way will work, if I can find the people who are able and willing to do the work and do not look for shortcuts, think their social circles will wake up to FE talk, that they can go play FE salesman in the market of ideas, play the hero or messiah, and so on. I have seen it all. The only thing that I need these days is for people to do the work so that they can have that high-level, comprehensive conversation. Some are studying today to have that conversation, and we will see how it goes.

I seek needles in haystacks and know it, and it does no good to judge the sleeping masses, living their nightmares of scarcity. They will only begin to wake up when the means of abundance are delivered into their lives. It has been that way for all Epochal Events, and a relative handful are going to initiate the Epoch, just like the other times. The social approach is not going to work. Sociality is a pre-sentient behavior, and high sentience is required for manifesting the biggest event in the human journey. Many years ago, I heard a prominent activist admit that nearly all people are like dogs, just wanting pack acceptance, and he tailored his activism accordingly. That won’t work for what I am doing. My effort cannot play to pre-sentient proclivities. Godzilla is the master of herding humanity by playing to our pre-sentient and baser traits (hunger, sex, fear, greed, etc.), and any effort that plays to those traits for making FE happen is doomed before it begins. The effort has to aim high.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

Briefly, I received this email from Greer's organization today, and Greer gets it, that any attempts to patent or make the technology proprietary have always ended up with the technology being sequestered. It has happened thousands of times. Tewari is using an inferior version of Trombly's technology, which was patented and then seized. It is like the inventors are unwilling or incapable of learning. Tewari's version is very primitive compared to other technologies that I know of, but any so-called "overunity" device is subject to being sequestered. India may turn out to be different, but I am not holding my breath.

Stacks of books have been next to my bed since 1990, where I do most of my book reading. I stare at computer screens for most of my waking hours when I am working, as I am now, and read books in bed, before I go to sleep. In the past few weeks, I have been picking up and rereading parts of Sheldrake's The Science Delusion. It is good stuff, and a fairly tame challenge to materialism. He described his encounters with arch-materialist Richard Dawkins, who makes grand pronouncements but refuses to examine the evidence. Sheldrake asked a very basic question: is science is a process of inquiry or a religion based on dogmatic beliefs? It is a religion to Dawkins and all materialists, but they are unable or unwilling to see or admit it. That the "skeptics" succeeded in getting Sheldrake's talk banned at TED is typical. They can just make it up as they go, lying out of both sides of their mouths, to protect their religion.

The greatest scientists were keenly aware of the limits of science, but hacks like Dawkins (in studying for my big essay, I was surprised at how reviled Dawkins is among scientists, as they often see him as a fundamentalist preacher for materialism, not speaking on behalf of science) turn the process of science into a religion. The foot soldiers of materialism are many and well paid, and comprise the bulk of the "skeptical" societies, which in my experience are criminal organizations. The ideal of science, like religion, like democracy, like a free press, like an objective history, is a beautiful thing, but in the hands of self-serving people grappling in a world of scarcity and fear, it can become something grotesque. Materialism is the dominant religion of the Fourth Epoch, and like so many other aspects of the prior Epochs, will disappear in the Fifth.

As SL perceptively noted some time ago, with FE and abundance, the ideals of many visionaries can finally be realized. In a world of scarcity, they are unworkable or attempts to achieve them fall woefully short. But even those visionaries cannot really imagine where a world based on abundance can go. The world will end as we know it, as it has for all Epochal Events.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

It looks like I have never done it publicly before, so I am going to make a few posts on my real world experiences other than my days with Dennis. I have already written about my post-graduate days before I met Dennis, my mystical awakening and subsequent activities, and my early experience with the medical racket, and I don’t plan to write about them again all that much. These posts will be on what I saw and learned in the trucking business.

My first encounters with the USA's legal system were in kangaroo court, and that was one hell of an eye-opener, but as Gary Wean told me, we weren't experiencing anything too unusual. The USA's legal system is evil, from top to bottom. Justice takes a back seat to winning, greed, and outright evil. Trucking is a far more earthly pursuit than pursuing FE or the high-tech industry, and I got to see the system's mundane evil during my trucking days.

Trucks kill people, and my first three years there, we killed one person a year, and it was always because one of our trucks was turning across a road (not always legally), the oncoming car did not see the flatbed trailer, and drove right under it. The incidents happened at dusk or at night. An easy solution was putting reflective tape around the trailer, but the trucking industry lobbied against that tape, as it cost something like $50 per trailer, which the industry called prohibitively expensive and fought all the way. I was a corporate officer and could go to jail for negligence at my company, I made myself look at pictures of the people that our trucks killed, and I made my opinion known that we should put tape on our trailers, law or not. In that instance, the trucking lobby was not strong enough and the law was passed. Deaths went down dramatically, but the industry kept on lobbying against that tape for years, exempting older trailers, while people died.

Several years into my career at the trucking company, I went to my first and only industry conference, because it was held in Columbus, where I worked. My tales of air pollution in LA were far from exaggerations. In the 1990s, California finally began passing and enforcing strict air pollution laws, and at that conference, one of the speakers was a lobbyist. He lamented California's new air pollution laws that were making it hard for trucks, and he was working hard to overturn the laws. He acted like everybody in the room was with him, cheering on his lobbying efforts for the industry, but I sat there, stupefied. If that lobbyist had lived in LA, he would not be lobbying to get those new laws repealed. LA still has the worst air pollution in the USA, but it is nothing compared to the 1970s and 1980s. The closest thing I have seen to it is Beijing on a bad day. Beijing's is actually worse. On bad days in LA, I could not see the skyscraper that I worked in, a quarter-mile from it. In Beijing, you can't see across the street on the worst days, but many of the Beijing air pollution images on the Internet look like LA did in the early 1980s.

After my experiences with Dennis and at that medical lab, I did not need any more examples of our "justice" system in action, but I got another bellyful of it during my trucking days. I don’t want to get too far into the arcane details, but soon after I began there, an agent (they sell to our customers as independent sales agents, like a commissioned salesman but as an independent business) stole $70,000 from us by collecting the invoice from the customer directly, when the company billed, collected, and paid the trucks and agents. It was naked theft, without a shred of legal standing, similar to robbing a bank. Our company was in Ohio, while that agent was in Indiana. We had two sister companies in Indiana, and southern Indiana starts getting into hillbilly country, in marked contrast to the industrialized northern part of the state, similar to Ohio. I can’t recall what part of Indiana the agent was from, but we took the agent to court. It was a slam-dunk case, like catching a bank robber in the act. The judge not only ruled in favor of the agent, but ordered us to pay the court costs. I was only there a few months when that happened, and my president just sat there, with a stupefied expression, and he told me that that was how "justice" worked in Indiana.

The likely story was that the agent was related to somebody powerful who influenced the judge, and the judge likely got a cut of the $70,000 that the agent stole from us, or the judge approached the thief, and "offered" to fix the case for his cut. Gary Wean's book is full of stuff like that happening in LA and Ventura County, and I was seeing how it worked in the Midwest. What was particularly enlightening was how bold-faced the lies and rulings were, which amounted to, "We have the power and you don't. You are screwed, and we are enjoying the moment."

In the 1990s, we were desperate for drivers, and there was a criminal element in the driver population, and in my coming posts, I'll tell some anecdotes, to give a flavor of what we had to deal with. I am going to finish these posts with the topper, however, where trucking company policy was how to literally get away with murder, and I saw it happen (not at my company, although I will tell a story that has a similar ring to it, that happened at my company).

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

Last night, a pal wrote me on the goals that any progressive effort should have, and he came up with these:

• Freedom for all humans on the planet
• Abundance for every human on the planet
• Peace on the planet
• Environmental restoration of the planet

He wrote it out of a sense of frustration, as the so-called progressives are scattered all over, without any unifying sense of purpose or strategy, like Godzilla has (although he is fractured, too). Those are all worthy goals, and should be at the top of any true progressive's list, and FE makes them all happen, as a side-effect. That is the mind-boggling part of what I do, that the Big One, which makes all other "solutions" pale to insignificance, is denied, ignored, feared, dismissed, attacked, and so on, and especially by "progressives." That blew Brian away as he played the Paul Revere of FE. For those hacking at branches, the very idea of a root scares them, as it makes their activities pointless, and their egos can't handle that.

What really helped me eventually see the big picture was my mystical awakening. Without that, my journey would not have happened or would not have lasted long. It helped me understand the difference between thinking like a creator and thinking like a victim, the difference between a comprehensive vision and tunnel vision, and many other vitally important ideas.

At an NEM board meeting, a member stated that unless an effort was economically innovative, it was not going to go anywhere. But almost all "progressives" are both scientifically and economically illiterate, and by that I mean real economics, not the fraudulent theorizing that comprises mainstream economics, which is focused on exchange and simply assumes that resources are only limited by market forces. That is an idiotic way to view the situation, but that is how the economics profession plays the game. I have to wonder if it is one more way that we can see Godzilla's hand at work, as "intellectuals" do little more than contemplate their navels and smoke their pipes. The exchange aspect of economics will be meaningless in the Fifth Epoch, and focusing on it has been the bane of all "progressives," as they try to more equitably divvy up humanity's scarce economic pie. Make that pie a thousand (million?) times larger, and nobody is going to be fighting over how big their neighbor's slice is.

As I have always stated, it begins in the heart. If a person's heart is not in the right place, the rest simply does not matter. In a world of scarcity and fear, personal integrity is the world's scarcest commodity. That was my journey's most important lesson, and I resisted it every step of the way. Where virtually all "progressives" and "activists" miss the boat is focusing on elites as the root of the problem, when the enemy is us and always has been. As Brian O stated, the only effort with a chance of success will rely on combined positive intention, not making the elite, including Godzilla, the focus. That is where conspiracists and structuralists both err, with their conflict-and-complaint-oriented efforts. That is not how creators approach the issue. "Protest" is victim-oriented and useless, and attracts delusional Young Warriors and others who are no help to the cause or are detrimental to it.

Truly, if I can find and train those 5,000-7,000 "singers," making FE happen will be laughably easy, and Godzilla will simply slink away, as it will be game over, and he knows it. That is why he puts so much effort into his organized suppression of FE and related technologies, but FE the most by far. He knows it is the entire ballgame, and his greatest triumph is making FE and what can come with it unimaginable, or even better, people fear the mention of it. If I had not witnessed it countless times, I would not have believed it.

There is no organization on Earth today with the right stuff to go after FE, and the field has long been in a state of arrested development, dominated by scientists and inventors, dreaming of riches and fame, announcing that they are the messiah, etc., as they all follow the same paths of disaster.

I am doing something very different, and Dennis and Brian immediately recognized it. As I recently wrote, maybe it will make a dent, and maybe it won't, but it should not hurt anything, other than make Godzilla's dark plans obsolete, along with elites.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

Back to trucking. There are millions of 18-wheelers on the road in the USA, with millions of people driving them. Most of them essentially live in their trucks. It is a miserable existence, and in the capitalist USA, the drivers are generally paid by the mile. All drivers would love to be local drivers and sleep in their bed at home each night, but they get "combat pay" for driving over the road, living in their trucks. In the 1990s, that situation of drivers living in their trucks and being paid by the mile for their "combat pay" encouraged two behaviors: drivers driving too fast and driving for more hours than they were legally allowed to. I just looked it up, and it is still a big problem. Because of that situation, driver fatigue was the leading cause of accidents and drivers still cause about 90% of truck accidents. It seems like it has not changed much since the 1990s. I could tell macabre tales, such as when a sister company got "lucky" when its driver ran through a stop sign (probably because the driver fell asleep at the wheel) and ran over a car, killing the car's driver. But the car's driver had no next of kin, so we only had to pay for the funeral. Killing an MD with a family could result in a multi-million dollar settlement, and just before I left my company, a trip-leaser (the definition will come soon) swerved into oncoming traffic and killed an entire family in a van. It was five people, as I recall.

When I was there, I tried to upgrade our professional environment and hired people from outside the industry. I developed the first MPG system for our trucks, and a bonus system designed to reward economical and safe driving. Soon before I left the company, I conceived a way to take the company's back office paperless (I was 20 years ahead of my time and more (the industrial company I work for today still has not gone paperless, which is typical, and several years ago, I spurred my high tech company to go paperless)), and tried to get our systems so that we could enforce hours of service and detect log forgery. As you can see in that Wikipedia article, a concern if I was successful was drivers quitting and working for more lax companies. I am just giving the impression of what I was trying to do and what the problems were.

In a world of scarcity, there are steep economic, political, and social hierarchies, even in history's richest and most powerful nation. The drivers for our trucks were mostly from Appalachia, those poor hillbilly types that are part of my family's heritage. American medical doctors are Earth's highest-paid professionals, working for a huge racket, and in hospitals, the nurses want to bag a doctor as a way to financial security. When I worked for the big public accounting firms, the women in administration bagged rising stars who were destined to make partner. I was targeted but lived like a monk, not wanting to get bagged by a woman who could not imagine living anyplace other than in LA, which I could barely stand to live in, and one that I kept in touch with was a receptionist. She told me how her co-worker receptionist bagged a rising star at the firm and immediately began producing babies. That woman told me her coworker's "achievement" in tones of, "She made it!" The woman was happy for her co-worker who bagged a meal ticket. In towns around military bases is a lower level of the same game, where officers are targeted to get "bagged," and the movie An Officer and a Gentleman portrayed that very real milieu. At a lower level still is the trucking industry, and women from that hillbilly and low-level working class want to bag a truck driver, who can be a knight in shining armor in that socio-economic milieu. Truck drivers earn steady pay and are rarely home, so it can work out for a woman to bag a man like that (shacking up with a local driver while her husband is on the road – that is far from apocryphal, as it was a pretty typical situation and a close relative even experienced that), and at worst she will get child support for her litter of children. At our company, most employee drivers had child support deducted from their paychecks. Not only do their marriages rarely survive the rigors of drivers living in their trucks, many truck stops are filled with "camp follower" types, and truck stop prostitutes are called "lot lizards" and other colorful names. There has been a "cleaning" up of the industry in the past generation, but many big problems still remain.

Our company's policy was to not pick up hitchhikers, which is standard, and here is an example why. We had an office in Saint Louis, and drivers quit all the time, as the trucking companies fought each other for drivers. One day, a driver called our Saint Louis operation and quit. He was in the West, around Denver, as I recall, and he was taking his load to our Saint Louis office, to quit. But at a truck stop along the way, he picked up a hitchhiker, obviously not observing our policy, as he was quitting. At a truck stop on the way to Saint Louis, the driver stopped for a meal and shower, and when he came out, his truck was gone. That was also part of the milieu, where criminals played the system, stealing trucks, fuel, tires, loads, trailers, and the like. Our driver foolishly allowed our truck to get stolen by the hitchhiker. When a truck is stolen, it can have many fates. Some end up in "chop shops," where the truck is dismantled for parts and the like. Some are merely stripped and the skeleton of the truck is abandoned along a road. Too often, the drivers we hired were those criminals, and they would sell off our fuel, tires, load, and the like. Others like that hitchhiker found other ways to obtain the goods.

When we heard that our truck was stolen, we notified the police and our insurance company. If a single person bought a truck (called the "tractor" in the industry) like what we drove, it cost about $100K about 25 years ago. We bought them by the hundred, so we "only" paid $60K per tractor. The net income of our operation, with several hundred owned and leased trucks ("leased" here means that somebody else owned the truck and leased it to us, usually driven by the truck's owner, called an "owner-operator"), was often about $100K in a good month, as I recall, so an uninsured stolen truck meant about a month in profits. As the controller, that kind of activity made me unhappy. But our trucks were insured, so there was not an immediate $60K hit to our income statement, but with insurance, you always pay for it, in the end, in your premiums. Incidents like that increase your loss experience and affect your premiums, in the long run.

Neither the police nor the insurance company seemed interested in helping us recover our truck, and about a week after it was stolen, we got a call from a "lot lizard" whom that truck thief picked up at a truck stop. She called to say that she rode with the driver for a time but hastily departed the truck and left her purse in the cab, and she called to let us know that she had nothing to do with stealing the truck. There is an underground economy for stolen trucks like that, and one option for the thief was to get new door signs painted on the truck, get forged ownership paperwork, and he ran loads for companies as a trip-leaser (leasing on for one trip). It did not seem like he stole the loads, which would not have been surprising, but he ran loads with our stolen tractor and trailer, crisscrossing the USA, having a good old time, doing business with lot lizards and the like.

That lot lizard gave us the thief's name and address, and we duly reported it to the police and insurance company. The thief lived near Chicago, as I recall. They were not interested in doing anything about it, and a few weeks later, that lot lizard called us again, letting us know that she was now carrying the thief's baby. That tragicomedy played out all summer, as every few weeks we would hear something about that truck, as it crisscrossed the USA, hauling loads.

Americans are familiar with truck scales. Scales are often at state borders, and they are enforcement stops. Trucks have weight limits, for safety, and again, in a world of scarcity, with trucks being paid by the load, often by weight, there is an incentive to carry loads that are too heavy to be legal, which makes them unsafe. All over the USA, overweight trucks were driven by tired drivers who forged their logs to cover up that they were driving more hours than they legally could, and drove too fast to boot. At a scale, not only was the truck's weight checked, but paperwork could be checked, such as driver logs, bills of lading, and the like. I had drivers tell me how they avoided scales, such as a switch that turned off their running lights, so it did not look like a truck at night, from a distance, so they could carry loads far in excess of the legal limits. On a highway, driving past a scale that is open is called "running a scale." It is like running from the police. That stolen truck drove for months, all over the USA, and I am sure the truck thief avoided all the scales (driving past the scales around midnight, when the scale was closed, is one way to avoid them), but he ran a scale at the Tennessee border. Tennessee is one of the stickler states, like Oregon, because they have so much truck traffic and they tax the trucks heavily, and that truck thief made his big mistake by running a Tennessee scale (they would have likely discovered that he was driving a stolen truck). Tennessee put out an "all-points bulletin" and that truck thief was in custody within an hour. I am not sure what state he went to prison in, but he was put away for some time, as I recall.

That was an example of what one trucking executive told me was the police, "only enforcing the laws that they want to enforce." Nobody cared when our truck was stolen, but when he ran a scale in Tennessee, he stepped on the wrong toes. I could tell many "funny" stories like that, but when I was the controller, and those "stories" wrecked our profit for the month, I was not laughing. I will tell one more thief story (and a colorful anecdote about driving in Mexico) and how the trucking industry and legal system worked, before I get to my big one, and it was one of the many Twilight Zone moments of my life.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

Here is one of my last stories from my days as a trucking company controller (the Mexico anecdote was told me by my operations manager, and that will come soon). Because companies were so desperate for drivers in the mid-1990s, they were not too particular. Ours was a flatbed company, which was different from van freight. Flatbed drivers often had to secure their loads, and it was physically taxing. I never remember us having a woman flatbed driver (maybe there was one or two, but that was if there were any – our average driver weighed 250 pounds or so, and women just could not do the work), as the job was too physically demanding, hauling 80-pound tarps, chaining down loads, and the like. Women could be van freight drivers, however, as they only needed to drive the truck. Van freight companies were literally recruiting at places like supermarkets, asking the bag boy or girl if they wanted to get a real job and see the world. Those who were seduced by the pitch ended up in a truck on the road in weeks.

Because of that desperation for drivers, I once half-joked that we should recruit in prisons and found a new trucking company called Convict Truck Lines, with the fleet driven by parolees. Dennis was in prison while I was working there, and I had heard about his days in prison around the time of that "joke." Yes, that is the kind of twisted humor that I can come up with. There was a criminal element in the driver population, who would sign on with a company and sell off the fuel, tires, loads, and the like. Generally, the companies were just happy to get their equipment back and rarely pressed charges. The industry had established a kind of information clearinghouse on drivers, so that companies that participated input their driver ratings, and the next company to hire them could see what their previous employer had to say. Not all companies participated, and a thief driver would likely not put the employer that he stole from on his resume, so there were thieves that simply worked the system, driving for a few days or weeks before stealing and disappearing and signing on with another company. The typical theft was "only" fuel, tires, and accessories, which was tame enough that the company would likely not press charges.

One day, we had a driver out of Baltimore haul freight for a couple of weeks before he disappeared. We found the truck, fuel-less, and the trailer was missing its tires. The trailer was new (we had hundreds of those new trailers, made of aluminum (to carry heavier loads and still meet the weight requirements), and they cost about $17K each, as I recall), and selling off eight new tires like that, and the rest, probably netted the thief $1,000 or so, and it cost us around $3,000 when all was said and done. I made my opinion very clear that I wanted the thief prosecuted, and we pressed charges and flew our fleet manager (an ex-driver who told me some of those stories, such as how he ran the scales carrying 100,000 pound payloads of coal, for instance, in Appalachia – he had that running light trick) to the trial.

At the hearing, the thief-driver, who was white, attended the hearing, with a sh*t-eating grin on his face, holding a baby in his arms, never thinking that we would actually pursue him. When he saw our fleet manager there, as a witness for the prosecution, his grin disappeared and he then asked for a continuance to prepare his defense. The judge gave him two months to prepare his case. Two months later, we flew out our fleet manager again. We were not going to let the thief get off, and here is a Twilight Zone moment. That morning, our fleet manager was in Baltimore, in court. Because he was out of town, I ended up taking the only driver reference call during my five years there. It was a trucking company out on the plains, somewhere like Saint Louis or Kansas City, and the woman called me for our reference on that driver! Instead of appearing in court in Baltimore, he was actually signing up at a trucking company on the plains! That took some chutzpa. I told the woman that as we spoke, our fleet manager was at a hearing in Baltimore, as a prosecution witness because of the theft by that driver. I doubt that they hired that driver. When you fail to appear in court like that, then the authorities get their ire raised, and a bench warrant was issued for the driver's arrest. Some weeks or months later, they finally caught him, and instead of throwing him in prison, he got some kind of probation deal and was ordered to work off his $3,000 restitution of us. And we never saw a dime of it. At least, because of our prosecution and conviction of him, he could no longer rob other trucking companies very easily.

If a black man had done that, or a Mexican-American, they would have likely sent him to prison, but white guys get off like that. When people have stolen from me personally, I always forgive and try to forget, but in my corporate role, I could not be as forgiving. We tried to be as honest as we could, but there was so much illegal and criminal behavior that we had to deal with. One issue was owner-operators "running hot," which meant that they hauled loads and took the cash directly from their customers, with our door signs on their trucks. It was usually stuff like running a load of watermelons from the South to the northern states, and when they did that, we were liable for any accidents they had, we had to pay the fuel and mileage tax, and the like (but my new mileage system did away with some of that subterfuge). We were constantly playing cat-and-mouse with our truck owners and drivers. About two-thirds of our owners and drivers were good, hardworking people, and about a third were constant problems. It was wearying to work in an environment like that, for several reasons, and one was the company's management was so weak that I ended up shouldering more of the management burden than I really should have. After five years of that, I was burned out and stepped down, and my protégé, whom I had been grooming for four years to take my place, nearly collapsed in my office after two weeks of having my job. He soon left the company, and for the past 20 years has been happily working at a finance company, and whenever he has a bad day, he thinks back to his days in trucking and is thankful that he no longer works there.

With my way of thinking, soon before I left, I had my "creative moment" and saw how to not only take our company paperless and cut our overhead in half, but I also saw how to get every driver home every night. There is no good reason for having millions of people sleep in their trucks, but they are considered expendable in our current system of scarcity, even in history's richest and most powerful nation.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

This trucking narrative will have a few comprehensive interludes, and this is one of them. The continents began forming billions of years ago, and some of my favorite hiking territory is near rocks that formed in the Cambrian, before complex life ever colonized land. Mountains that I continually hike in are made of rock formed in the Devonian, when the world's first forests formed. Land-based animal life, particularly the vertebrates, has seen many types of animals rise to prominence, go extinct, particularly in mass extinction events, and previously marginal types rose to prominence. First it was amphibians, then amniotes, as synapsids then therapsids (our ancestors) rose to dominance. In the wake of the greatest extinction event ever, likely caused by the dynamics that formed a supercontinent, archosaurs rose to dominance, and on land it was the reign of dinosaurs while mammals hid in their burrows.

The separation of Pangaea into continents created geographic isolation and evolutionary novelty amongst plants and animals. Dinosaurs experienced it first, and when it became the mammals' turn to rise to dominance, after another huge extinction event, the most isolated continents became backwaters of evolutionary change, while Asia became a crucible of evolution, and their mammals tended to dominate other continents when they got the chance. Africa's elephants and apes did well, and North America's mammals largely survived the trans-continental migrations. But when South America's collision with North America ended 60 million years of relative isolation, few South American animals stood a chance. Australia, Madagascar, New Zealand, and other isolated evolutionary enclaves did fine until humans arrived, and then all the easy meat was quickly driven to extinction.

After the initial migration of behaviorally modern humans, people became geographically isolated and what we today call races developed. When agriculture was invented, farmers drove hunter-gatherers to the margins and into extinction, and Asia once again became the crucible of innovation, but culturally, in the case of humanity. Australians never learned agriculture, and the peoples of the Americas were thousands of years behind Eurasia in their technological ascent, and when Europe finally learned to sail the oceans, those isolated natives never stood a chance, and what could be called another mass extinction happened. Because the Europeans who inflicted that genocide were literate, we can read about their exploits, and with a few notable exceptions, that genocide was cheered the entire way, from beginning to end. And the architects of the genocides and continental thefts became national heroes for the invaders. If humanity is truly a sentient species, and there are reasons to doubt that, there is nothing for Europeans to beam with pride over, yet they do. The genocidist of the natives of the lands where I was raised was made a saint last month.

Of Europe's imperial aspirants, an isolated island people turned to coal, as their island was deforested, and they quickly rode that new energy source to world dominance. Their political descendant in North America quickly used those new industrial methods to steal the continent and then dominate humanity as history's richest and most powerful nation. It stole half of Mexico along the way, and has dominated the Western Hemisphere for two centuries, invading other nations at will, overthrowing their governments, and the like. It plays at dictating the ways of freedom and humanity to the world, but is the world's most inhumane nation in many ways. An Uncle Noam has said, today's world is no more moral than in the days of the Mongol Invasions.

Nazi Germany was heavily financed by American industrialists, Hitler learned his anti-Semitic ideology from one of America's greatest industrialists, and after the USA prevailed, it hired all the useful Nazis that it could, even if they were fresh from performing human experiments in the death camps, just as the USA was about to unleash history's most destructive weapons on an already defeated people. But, somehow, the USA is The Land of the Free.

That is a prelude to writing about doing business in Mexico, and I'll write that tomorrow. I am going be insanely busy for the next month, so my posts will be relatively limited.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

Today is Columbus Day in the USA, and these two articles (1, 2) generated more than a thousand hits to my Columbus essay in the past few days, and the peak traffic on my site each year is now, and it will decline from here and reach its nadir in the summer. I get around 100,000 visitors each year, and most by a direct link (email, bookmark, etc.). I guess that regular readers number in the low thousands (but might only be in the hundreds, but I'll take one Ilie for ten thousand surfers). That Huffington Post article is five years old, and that article has gotten my site more hits than any other. A bunch of classes use it, from college to middle school, and this one seems new this year.

It is ironic to me that that essay is linked to more than any other on my site, and shows me what a chore building the choir will be, but I am up for it.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

On to doing business in Mexico. The Spanish invasion of the Western Hemisphere is the greatest demographic catastrophe in the human journey, as most of the population of two continents died off within a century. There is nothing like it to compare to (except perhaps Australia, but it was a sparsely populated land of hunter-gatherers, unlike the New World, where most natives were agricultural peoples). What became Mexico was the heart of Spain's imperial effort, as it had the New World's greatest population and was the oldest New World civilization. More than in any other imperial effort, Spaniards mated with the natives (Spaniards were excellent rapists and emulated the Moorish practice of having harems, and Latino machismo and "arrogante" (arrogance can be a virtue in that culture) comes from the Moors, too), which created Mexico's huge mestizo class. Hitler did not think that that was any way to run an empire, and planned a racially pure "settling" of Eastern Europe with Germans, after the "subhumans" had been cleared away.

To most white Americans, Mexico is a place to take a cheap tropical vacation, it provides the stoop-labor that plants and harvests America's crops, illicit drugs flood into the USA via Mexico, and grim wars between the drug cartels can make Mexico a scary place for Americans, especially in the border towns. But to the rest of Latin America, Mexico is the industrial giant of the North. Many Western industrial companies have put their factories and operations in Mexico, where labor is cheap and pollution laws are lax. When the USA was having problems with its nuclear plants (which I know something about 1, 2, 3 ), a plan was hatched to put the nukes in Mexico, with a heavily guarded electric corridor to the USA, so that Mexicans could get all the risk and Americans all the reward. White Americans consider Mexico to be full of expendable people, just like the world is full of dark-skinned expendable people.

The Mexican-American border is the longest frontier between what is considered first world and third world nations, and it is a huge political issue. The logic of capitalism, in which profit is the Holy Grail and marginal revenue can yield large marginal profits (when the marginal cost is low), companies are always chasing marginal revenue opportunities, which usually entail outsized risk. That dynamic has been behind all of the financial scandals of my lifetime, as lenders seek marginal borrowers, who are usually risky, but those who engineer lending to that marginal borrower class get their money up front and are long-gone when the roof caves in (the lenders default), as they are about to do again, and this time, it is in energy (frackers and other marginal producers) and emerging markets (poor nations that borrowed from the West, again).

Mexico has long had one of the most dishonest populations on Earth, and robbery and violence are a standard part of the culture (Latin American and African nations have the world's highest murder rates, by far), which is partly a product of its poverty. In Latino communities in the USA, anything not nailed down quickly disappears. I saw plenty of that growing up in Southern California, and my LA days further ingrained it.

Today, I work at an industrial company that made the mistake of doing business in Mexico, and it now avoids it. American trucking companies have often made the mistake of finding marginal trucking revenue by running in Mexico. At my trucking company, the new president (who ran the company into the ground, which took out the entire organization, with thousands of trucks) decided to try Mexico, and within weeks, one of our trailers was stolen. He eventually realized that it was a loser. If you run trucks in Mexico, you really have to know what you are doing, like having somebody literally riding shotgun.

I outlined some of the differences between van and flatbed operations, and because in flatbed, there were tarps and other accessories, drivers did not want to swap trailers and inherit some other driver's poor practices. The trailers were like their cabs – personalized for them, and those accessories were easily stolen and sold, so flatbed companies had nearly all of their trailers attached to tractors, with very few "spotted" at customer locations and the like. The tractor-trailer ratio for flatbed companies was about 1.1-to-1, meaning that only about 10% of the trailers were not attached to tractors.

Van freight was another matter entirely. Vans were essentially fungible, and van drivers constantly dropped and swapped their vans (which helped lead to my brainstorm), which were spotted at customers (so the customer could load the van and not take up any driver time), and in van freight, the tractor-trailer ratio was more than 2-to-1, and usually about 2.5. So trailers were all over the USA, and large van companies with 10,000 trucks had more than 20,000 trailers, and the accounting systems when I was in the business were poor, so they constantly lost track of their trailers. Those companies had departments that did nothing but try to locate their vans, and that brings me to my North American Van Lines tale, told to me by my operations manager (who later became company president), who worked at North American when the incident happened.

Like many foolish companies, North American chased that marginal revenue in Mexico, and the van-location department noticed that many seemed to disappear in Mexico. After years of noticing that problem, the department finally staged a foray into Mexico, to locate their missing vans. It was quite an adventure, following rumors across Mexico, and they eventually heard about a place called "North American Village," tucked away in Mexico's hinterland, and they eventually found it. As they approached the village, the logo of North American Van Lines was on a sign at the outskirts, which was where the village's name came from. All the buildings in that village were stolen North American Van Lines trailers! Those vans became houses and chicken and donkey shelters. What could that van location team do? They took pictures of the village, posing in front of the sign and other photogenic scenes, and the company had a good laugh when they returned home to Indiana. I wonder if they eventually stopped running to Mexico.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

I am getting to the end of these trucking posts, and as a prelude to my doozy of a final incident, I need to write a little about motorcycles, as it is part of the tale. My father rode a motorcycle when he was a teenager, before joining the Marines. He was the pallbearer at the funeral of one of his biker pals who met the typical biker's fate. When I became a teenager, when we drove though my father's home town of Bellingham, my father would point out intersections and other landmarks, and he told me gruesome stories of the fates of motorcycle riders during his riding days. I was treated to a litany of brains and viscera splattered across roads and bridges as we drove past locations of the accidents. Looking back, I can tell what he was doing, and it worked. I have never owned a motorcycle, have not even ridden a bicycle since college, and have almost never been on a bike (and the first and only time that I drove one, when I was about 13, I dumped it and flew over the handlebars on my way to planting my face in the dirt).

But almost all of my male friends and relatives either have motorcycles or are enthusiastic advocates of them. I could go on for many pages about American men and their fetish for riding motorcycles. That president of my trucking company, who ran the company into the ground, instantly died while being thrown from his Harley bike on a vacation in Mexico (a couple of years after running the company into the ground and becoming the CEO at another truckling company - standard corporate practice), not wearing a helmet and hitting a tree when he was thrown from the bike (some pals from my trucking company were openly happy to see that man get killed). The president brought his pride and joy to our office one day, with his Harley on our loading dock, showing it off. A few years later, he died on it. He was about the age that I am today.

My wife worked in hospital rehab in Ventura early in her career, and most of the ward was occupied by motorcyclists who had an accident, and they often had a picture of their bike next to their bed. No family, no pets, but a picture of the bike that they nearly died on, and they could not wait to get back on it. I have seen this craziness for many years, and one day, when my close crippled friend (in the coming anecdote) talked on and on about his motorcycles and riding them, I asked him about it. He was crippled from a motorcycle incident, but all he could do was talk about riding them, and he admitted to me that it was an addiction. Riding a motorcycle got him his adrenalin fix, and I think it explains the deadly fixation that I see in so many American men. It is like they are still teenagers, going for that thrill of the wind rushing by. I think that most riders are Young Warrior souls, they rarely live to a ripe old age, and going out in a blaze of glory (or gory) is how their souls learn.

Southern California is the home of the Hells Angels, and when Dennis was in prison, he took some kind of Biblical oath and did not cut his hair and had a beard, so he looked like a biker, and it was partly a way to be left alone, as the biker gangs are as ruthless and violent as almost any other. As I will tell in the next post, bikers are also considered expendable in the USA.

Best,

Wade

[Krist]

Dangit Wade! I might be a young warrior soul........Hope I live long enough to see the choir sing.
I'm still recovering from an atv accident 2 years ago,5 days in the intensive care unit.Almost back to good...Right again you are my friend,couldn't wait to get the wind in my hair.

Hair,see this post , Link to Post #11.Hopefully linked right
My family traded horses in for dirt bikes manage the heard...Then we could ride them to town for work or otherwise.
Like hunting,a staple the world we lived in.

Thanks for the trucking posts.I can relate to this as well...
We hauled manufactured homes all over the midwest.Got a good taste of the trucking industry.I was in a cab over International at 16 hauling large oversize loads(16 feet by 80 feet).
I was too young for a cdl ,we could pull that off in the 80's.And cheap high school labor was the norm back then.Good for the family to have all hands on deck.

We experienced a wave of new theft in the 90's when meth became a easy drug to make with all farming chemicals available.
The thieves would steal one of our flat beds ,pull it up to a brand new manufactured home on a lot behind locked gates load the trailer and drive it through the fence.
We worked in the day ,they worked the night.

Posted by Krist (here)
It has been two years now from the beginning of a three year experiment.....
There is something significant that has happened,for me at least.

Not sure if it is the sensitivity of the antenna or just the natural progression of this particular journey...After 40 years of various hunting & fishing excursions an overwhelming feeling struck me the moment the license appeared in the mail.Hunting will no longer be on the list of activities for this human.

For some this won't mean much...hard to put a finger on it, something is happening here with this hair.
Things have changed dramatically for me in perception and in the way the public handles the said change in appearance.Not all negative ,very different .

Looking forward to more .Change can be good and challenging....

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

Krist, be careful, Young Warrior!

I messed up my knee the only time I rode an ATV. All of those various crotch rockets are dangerous. You might want to clean up that extraneous text in your post.

Well, on Columbus Day, those articles produced about 3,000 hits to my Columbus essay. That was a record. And this earthy version was published yesterday, generating hundreds of hits. I did not recall so much traffic, but I looked at prior years, and they all generated that kind of activity, but this year was the record.

Best,

Wade

[ThePythonicCow]

Posted by Wade Frazier (here)
Hi:

Krist, be careful, Young Warrior!

I messed up my knee the only time I rode an ATV. All of those various crotch rockets are dangerous. You might want to clean up that extraneous text in your post.

I replaced Krist's copy of his Post #11 on the The Suppressed Truth of Long Hair thread with the fancier style of quoting. Quoting posts from another thread in one's reply is not that easy to do the "fancy" way.

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

Here is my last trucking story. For somebody living in Mumbai, nothing about this story will be shocking, but this happened in The Land of the Free.

This happened to a friend I have known since 1982. He used to be the Silva instructor in LA (which is how we met), and he has lots of wild and wooly stories to tell from his life. He was born and raised in Chicago and grew up riding motorcycles, and Southern California, with its sunny and warm weather, is a biker's paradise. He always had two or three bikes, never a Harley that I can recall, but BMWs, Hondas, and the like. He once owned a bar and shot a patron during a fight, was drafted for Vietnam, and other fun. He is a year younger than Dennis, and is nearly 70 today.

He and I hiked and backpacked in the Sierras, I spent a week at his childhood home in Chicago the week before I began my trucking controller job (it was like Ferris Bueler's week in Chicago, attending a Cubs game and seeing the sights of Chicago, which in perfect weather in August were stunning, I spent a fairy tale weekend in Manhattan several years later – those are nice cities to visit once, if you can do it right). He attended one of Dennis's sales trainings in LA when we hit California in 1987, and he was one of my most supportive friends when we had the boom lowered on us. We held meditation groups at his house for years, he introduced me to that Seth channel, and I attended nearly every session for two years, until I moved to Ohio.

The only time I was ever on a motorcycle as an adult was his, riding on the back for less than a mile to a restaurant, nervous the entire time. He joked about my aversion to riding motorcycles. A doctor friend calls them "donor-cycles." After a couple of years of me being a trucking company controller, my friend got a job as a motorcycle courier in LA. Motorcycles can go between the lanes on LA's freeways, traveling faster than the car traffic, so they can be faster couriers than cars, but being a motorcycle courier in LA has to be up there on the danger scale, with finding and disabling land mines and being a professional Russian roulette player. Before getting that job, he had only dumped his bike once, when he was a teenager in Chicago, but he dumped his bike three times during the year of being a motorcycle courier, and the last time he nearly died and became crippled for life.

He was riding down the freeway one day, playing courier, and passed two trucks from a big trucking company that largely operates in the Western states. He said that he made eye contact with the driver of the truck that hit him as he passed him, and he looked like a tired Mexican-American, those notorious drivers who are driving more hours than was legal. The trucks were in a mini-convoy, and as my friend passed them, one truck came out of its lane and hit him. He went down, hard. The trucks kept going, in what is called a hit-and-run accident. Many years afterward, doctors were still finding injuries from that accident, such as cracked teeth. I cannot recall all of his injuries off the top of my head this morning, but he had cracked ribs, had to have a knee replaced, had spinal injuries that kept him on morphine for years, and several other injuries from the incident. Because he was injured on the job, worker's compensation covered his treatment, and he eventually had to get a lawyer to mediate with the state commission. A couple of years after the accident, when he was talking to his lawyer, the lawyer asked him why he did not sue the trucking company that hit him. My friend said that nobody ever told him that he could. Witnesses to the accident made police reports that identified the trucking company. My friend's lawyer's mouth began watering. It looked like a slam-dunk case for a multi-million dollar settlement. When I was at that medical lab, I saw a salesman awarded $13 million from the lab's owner because of some alleged oral agreement. Again, courts do not deliver justice in the USA, but winners and losers.

They had the name of the trucking company from the police reports, and I coached them on the documents that they could obtain to prove which truck had done it. They took the case to trial in Orange County, where the accident happened. My friend was looking at a huge payday, and then right in the middle of the trial, when it looked like the trucking company was going to lose, the judge threw out the entire case. I have written that I wish that I had a dollar for every time that I saw one of Dennis's lawyers say, "They can't do that!", as judges handed down their kangaroo court rulings. Mr. Big Time Attorney got the education of his career on Dennis's case. My friend's lawyer had one of those moments, with his mouth hanging open, when the judge threw the case out. My friend was living on credit cards, and when the judge threw out the case, my friend soon declared personal bankruptcy.

But that is not the end of the story. A few months after the judge threw out the case, my friend's attorney got a phone call. He got it from a man who worked in the safety department of that trucking company when the accident happened. He no longer worked there, as his conscience probably got to him. He told my friend's attorney that the company was well aware of the accident when it happened, but company policy when hitting motorcycles was to keep going, as the motorcyclist would likely die and the odds were that nobody could identify the company. The caller offered to help in any way that he could, but it was too late. The case had already been dismissed, and there was really no other recourse, not in our evil legal system.

With how I have seen that world operate, and getting education from people such as Gary Wean, I think that the likely scenario was that trucking company approaching the judge, or the judge approaching the trucking company, and a large bribe to throw out the case was mutually determined and paid. A $250,000 bribe to prevent a multi-million dollar settlement is money well spent.

The trucking company that I worked for was part of a publicly-held company. That hit-and-run trucking company was privately held. Our system has many levels of evil in it, from street-corner thugs to Godzilla, but I highly doubt that any publicly-held trucking company has a policy like that. Only privately-held ones will be criminal in that way.

My friend had private sessions with Seth and was quite the accomplished mystic, and he was told that he was an older Warrior soul, who rode with Attila the Hun in a lifetime, and this was the first lifetime that he lived to be 50, so he did not know how to handle growing old, and his crippling accident happened in his late 40s. I could tell many stories of his warrior ways (hitting on every eligible woman we encountered, which was embarrassing, befriending hookers, etc.).

I have one final Twilight Zone anecdote regarding my friend and his accident. I attended the university with one of my childhood friends. I was a junior college transfer, while he was freshman who soon joined a fraternity (very Delta-house style), took about seven years to get a worthless degree, and he had a motorcycle, got in trouble with the police over it (like trying to escape by driving on the railroad tracks), and somehow survived his many youthful indescretions. He eventually became a court clerk in Orange County and married a lawyer. He came to Seattle three times for backpacks, and when he came up for the 2005 trip, I began telling him the story of my motorcycle courier friend who was crippled by the hit-and-run truck, and he said, "I think I know the guy. He delivered papers to our court, and he and I would talk about motorcycles, and I heard about his accident." I then showed him a picture of me and my friend, and my childhood friend said, "Yes, that's him!" LA has about 13 million people living in it. What are those odds? My life is full of events like that.

That ends my trucking stories. That hit-and-run trucking company is a big one, with thousands of trucks on the road, and whenever I see one of them (I see them about every week on the highways), I give it a wide berth.

I am going to wrap up these trucking posts with a comprehensive post that relates very much to my FE efforts.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

My trucking days happened after my radicalizing first stint with Dennis and after my days of seeing the medical racket at work. Those years were when I hit the books, studying for what became my first site, back in 1996. Those five years at that trucking company wore me out, with me going on Prozac in early 1996. But it was right around that time that I got my vision for halving our corporate overhead by going paperless (an idea about 20 years ahead of its time), but along with it came the idea to get every driver home every night. The technology to do it has been around for 20 years, and here is an early example of what I eventually called an addiction to scarcity.

The dilemma that over-the-road drivers face is as follows, and the numbers below are as they existed 20 years ago, and I doubt that it has changed much in 20 years, in relative terms. Every driver would love to be home every night, but as a local driver, the wages were $8-10 per hour, meaning around $20K per year, at most. But if a driver drove a van over the road, the pay was about $30-35K per year. When I was in the business, a common situation was a driver who drove for us for some time, and then say that his marriage was falling apart (his wife shacking up with a local driver while the husband was on the road is no great exaggeration, unfortunately) and he had to take a local driving job. After months of local driving, he could no longer support his family, so he came back to work for us. That was a typical situation. As I previously wrote, two-thirds of our employee drivers had child support deducted from their wages. Only the rare driver could live in his truck and hold his marriage together. Those kinds told me how they did it, and it was often because of some saint of a wife who held the family together while the husband lived in his truck.

That $10-15K premium of over-the-road driving over local driving was what they received for living in their trucks, and I have heard it called "combat pay." When I presented my vision to a trucking executive, the first response was that the drivers would have to give up their "combat pay" (that executive literally used that phrase) if they got home every night. When I presented my vision to an over-the-road driver (a low-IQ one), the first thing out of his mouth was, "Then we would not make as much money." Every time that I presented my vision to somebody in the industry, I either received incomprehension or they said that I was going to ruin the industry. Giving millions of people their lives back would ruin the "combat pay" aspect of the industry, building sleeping quarters into trucks, etc. I said that it would not if the drivers organized. Union drivers make far more than non-union, and every driver's dream is having a local driving union job, so that he can make a living wage and be home every night.

I thought about approaching the Teamsters, but a close friend met with the leaders of the Teamsters, he was very experienced with mobsters, and he told me that the Mob ran the Teamsters, which was no surprise to me. Would the Mob see an opportunity for organizing all drivers in the USA, and they all got home every night? I don't know. My idea has been on my site since the 1990s, and I have sometimes seen it discussed in cyberspace, but nobody has ever picked up the ball and tried to run with it.

I have written plenty about my interactions with Richard Stallman, and he was gracious with me, even though he was addicted to scarcity in his own, Level 3, way. He read parts of my site, and although I did not ask him to, he read my trucking essay and replied that I should take my idea to Europe, as they had "social organization" more conducive to it, which was a nice way of saying that Europe is more humane than the USA's rapacious system.

There really is no good reason for having drivers live in their trucks in the USA, but everybody resists the idea, because of "combat pay" and capitalism. Having a nationwide network would violate the concepts of capitalism and carry the whiff of socialism (as if competing truck lines are great capitalistic innovators – they all operate exactly the same with the same equipment, so that argument is nonsensical). So the resistance is all around fear, greed, and ideology. Capitalism is a racket, probably the most inefficient system on Earth, so drivers live in their trucks to keep that system intact and earn their "combat pay." That situation sure seems stupid to me.

I saw all that happen years before I traded notes with Brian and he asked his, "Are we a sentient species?" question. When he asked it, I understood his query, on several levels.

When you step back and take in the bigger picture, the reasons for a trucking industry would disappear in the Fifth Epoch. Not only are human drivers/pilots soon going to be a thing of the past, FE or not, the idea of hauling crops around the world, or raw materials, and then hauling around the waste, is going to become obsolete, just like cities will. Professional drivers will cease to exist, just as exchange professions will also cease to exist. In a world of abundance, there will not be any accountants, lawyers, bankers, and the like, as well as no armies and precious little law enforcement. The laws will be simple, fair, and everybody will know them by age five. In our super-Epoch of scarcity, people defend their "right" to live in their trucks, as do their employers, as do those who make their trucks, and so on. With abundance, that all disappears, and quickly.

In a world of scarcity, people desire the means of their slavery, thinking that the bars of their cages are to keep out the "bad guys," not to keep themselves penned in. Even people such as Chomsky have marveled at the brilliant and malevolent design of our political-economic systems. Materialists argue that nobody designed it, that it just happened that way. They have never encountered Godzilla, and if they ever did anything truly important with their lives, such as bring disruptive energy technology to the public, they would quickly discover the folly of their faith.

Best,

Wade