Saturday, May 2, 2009

Sunday, March 18, 1984

I hate the new computer systems at the gas stations, banks and grocery stores.  There isn't any human contact, no smile, no love nor social interaction at all.  They make me feel alone and unsociable.  How can I feel good about myself talking to a machine?  It is a direction we're headed, because of the greed of the human race.  I like saying "Thank you" for a service; I like saying "Have a nice day" to others.  I like people, not machines.  Maybe every business, after buying necessities, should be non-profit.  No one is able to sleep in two or more bedrooms at the same time.  Why are the stockholders for the companies amassing more and more bedrooms?

 That brings me to teacher's salaries.  Teachers only work nine months a year, with plenty of holidays off.  Teachers have more time off than any other profession that I can think of.  Why on earth are teachers paid $17,000.00 and up a year?  I know that it doesn't cost them any more to live than it does me and I have lived well, or at least what I consider well, on a whole lot less.

 Susposedly factories are running at eighty percent of their capacity.   It certainly doesn't apply to the factories here, nor to the closed factories anywhere else.  The closed factories are running at zero percent capacity.  All I see is Congress arguing among themselves about how to help the people.  Maybe Congressmen only want to be re-elected because of their salaries and perks.  They haven't been helping put people to work here since 1978, six years ago.