Archive for November 2nd, 2006
A Sustaining Member at SF out in a piece called, “A Closer Look at My Frustration.”
We really are doing big things.”
He is big on billboards. But just maybe we can get him into the computer age.
I asked tenestre and Adelheim to go ahead and work out a translation of the Mantra where THEY are. Now that I have gotten over the shock of finding people who can go ahead and do that on their own, I am happy to see they are DOING it.
So Adelheim, being one of us, is checking out his Norwegian version of the Mantra tenestre worked out in Norwegian. He checked he Norwegian version out with tenestre in our comments. Which is exactly right.
So Ole Bob, being Ole Bob, just HAD to give him a hard time for it.
“Adelheim, just because I am from Pontiac, South Carolina, you foreigners think you got me FOOLED!”
“You and tenestre are talkin’ FRENCH at each each other, and I know when folks talk French, they’re sayin’ something DIRTY! ”
Comment by Bob
A decent human being would be deeply impressed by the fact that tesestre and Adleheim are proceding on their own. A decent human being would be deeply impressed that these two guys are working in a foreign language, English, and it never even occurs to them they would have problem with it.
So much for decent human beings. Let’s get back to me.
I not only expect them to handle English without a problem, I expect them to understand a Deep South sense of humor. They know I want them to keep this up.
What RELIEF from saying something and worrying the other person will reply, “So what you are saying is that my mother is ugly.” I COULD sit here and worry that Adelheim might read into this that I am objecting to his using Norwegian in my Blog, when I don’t know Norwegian.
I do not object. Quite the opposite. Unlike the neocons or William Buckley, we are not here to save the English language, we are here to save our RACE. If you need to write in Basque to do that here, I say, “Go Biscay!” If I didn’t assume tenetre and Adelheim knew that, I wouldn’t have made the joke.
One of the embarrassing moments in my embarrassment-filled life happened when I was working on a German brick plant in the 1950s. My boss did his correspondence routinely in German, English, French and Italian. I remember once when this German had to translate between French and English. To sum it up, dealing in foreign languages was not exactly Mount Everest to him.
If you are an American teenager in an all-German town, you become very, very American indeed. You get very touchy about people putting Americans down. So one day my asked a very innocent question that shamed me. He said,
“Robert, why is it so many American writers put untranslated French into their books? If their readers want to read French, why don’t they write the book in French?”
So I had to explain to him that the readers don’t actually READ French. If a William Buckley or some other pseudointellectual puts untranslated French into a book, it says, “You and I, unlike those peasants out there, took FRENCH at University.”
This makes the readers feel really high-toned, uptown, and all the rest. My boss looked a bit puzzled. I don’t think he actually BELIEVED a grownup could be that silly.
When I expect tenestre and Adelheim to understand my Southern rural sense of humor, I am complimenting them, but I am also bragging on ME. I don’t have to tell anybody I have been many places. My proud provincialism says, “If you can’t tell I’ve been around, so much the worse for YOU.”
I know several people who are experts on Classical languages. Most of them are from the Deep South and speak with what others call a “deep Southern accent.” But they can translate between different versions of Greek or Greek and Latin without hesitation. They don’t try to impress people with untraslated bits of Latin.
They can speak Greek and they can talk trash.
In short, like tenestre and Adelheim, “They got nuthin’ to prove.”
To me that is such a high level of sophistication it never even occurs to them use the word.
Much less PROVE it.
As I said, when Pain was worried about getting too much attention because Mark said he had made some points that needed addressing, too. I pointed out that Mark not only didn’t mind Pain getting attention, he and I would both be ecstatic if Pain took over the frigging world.
Instead of sitting there like a rock, Mark immediately ratified my point. When I speak for someone else, I NEED that.
Mark said not only would he love Pain to take over, I could eat my heart out if he did — joke, gang.
I replied to Mark, “Eat my heart out, hell! I’m just doing this so you folks will take over the government and raise my pension.”
I even told you befor how we would do that. I said my big ambition in life is not be president, but to be an EX-president. The perks are endless, the work is nil. And nobody can fire you from the ex-presidency.
You get a multi-million-dollar book deal, any professorship you want, Secret Service protection for life, a presidential library with a residence in it, a huge office and staff, guaranted paid publication of any dribble you write, hundred thousand dollar lecture fees, and the salary of a Cabinet member for life. And MORE.
So I will run at the head of the ticket and Mark or Pain or Dave will be my running-mate. The minute the inauguration is over, I’ll resign. I will go off and enjoy being the ex-president, and Mark or Pain will work his butt off and maybe get shot.
I got my manuscript to Brian and he has read it once. Given me a quick assessment, and will be on it today.
He didn’t say, “Bob, ***I*** (unlike you) have a LIFE.”
No spellcheck of my spellcheck. He just used his spellcheck and edited it for me.
Sure it’s SIMPLE. But try to find someone to do that for you and you will find it is not, to say the least, EASY.
Yes, I told you and him what I wanted. I made it so obvious Brian is wondering why I am bragging on him so much.
But I have told many others before, and nobody else did what I asked before.
“I cannot get my orders carried out.”
– Robert E. Lee
And Lee had infintelt better generals than the other side had.
Now I know why Lee loved Stonewall Jackson so much.
Now I understand why the people who were DOING things loved having me work for them so much. And why the others didn’t know what to do with me.
Time-servers LIKE for their staff to bring up petty stuff with them. They can theorize and play, and they want someone to play with them that way. I remember the boss I complained abut sitting back in his conference room late at night talking with his theorizing staff, shuffling the organization chart around like all of the more moronic political appointees do.
They spent a lot of that time beating their chests about how hard-core they were, and the staff he liked kept telling him how hard-core he was. He didn’t accomplish a damned thing except make the Washington media and the bureaucrats mad at him, which he though meant he was doing a good job. As for me, he just stood in my way.
As I said, he got rid of me and they got rid of him. He was the ONLY presidential appointee with senate approval (PAS) I ever knew of who got reappointed and the Senate refused to approve him. I would have warned him against the amateurish crap that got him wasted. I’d done it before.
But he wanted cheerleaders, not Whitakers. Nobody was there to warn him.
Brian knows that I want to DO things. I have spent DECADES trying to find people like that.
And here you are.
The little men I worked for didn’t want me to get out there and do things and check back with them when needed. They wanted to micromanage. They had nothing ELSE to do. The big men wanted me to take the weight off their shoulders. I NEVER went off on my own. But I also never helped them waste their time.
You are LISTENING to me, taking notes, and then DOING it. Pain asked if he should change to the Mantra I am working out with the Europeans. One question. One sentence. With a PERIOD at the end.
Quick question, quick answer: Pain, keep going for the throat the way you are. Pain is not going off on his own, so he checked back. He also didn’t want to the theorize about it.
It was a professional-level checkback. With a PERIOD.
Pain was worried about Mark being upset that he was getting too much attention. A quick checkback. I said he has no greater fan than Mark.
Mark didn’t sit there like a dummy. He backed me up. One quick piece of unabashed ratification of what I said.
Then a PERIOD at the end.
That’s what a PRO looks like.
I asked for Budarick and tenestre to chime in on the talk about translating things for Europeans I was having with Adelheim, another pro. He’s a pro because he went in and tried the Mantra out and reported back.
Tenestre and Budarick got back so quick I am up to my armpits in stuff I need to do.
I LOVE it!
It normally took me WEEKS to get this much done, and that was in the few cases when I could find somebody who COULD do it.
A pro is part of a team. He USES the leader. The leader uses HIM. The pro goes with it and uses the leader for the guidance he needs.
It is simple. But God knows it is NOT easy.