MY FRIEND JOSEPH NYERERE IS WRITING EVERY DAY - IT IS AS HARD TO KEEP UP WITH HIM AS HE STREAKS AFTER THE DISAPPEARING FUTURE


YOU WANNA PLAY?    yeah.

Ok this is decision theory for real with a $700,000,000,000 steak.  No curve grading.  No partial credits.  All or none.   Zero sum.   Win or Lose.

You got until Friday to finish.  Its take home.  You have a 7 sided rubix cube with the sides as described below.  each side has a special interest.   side #2 through side #7 proclaim to seek and serves the best interest of side #1.  

IN THE SOLUTION:  Formulate an optimum solution; heurstically, do the best you can from where you are.  you might wanna draw a diagram as a helpful assistant.
 
Background;  Side#7 has stolen trillions of dollars from side #1 with the blessings of side #2 and #3 having neglected its fudiciary responsibility to protect the interest of side #1.  Side 5 is a member of side 4, side 6 is a member of side 3, both  side 4 and side 3 are members of the congress, thus both sides 5 and side 6 are members of the same set, all inclusive.

START NOW:  GOOD LUCK until DOOMS DAY:

side #1:  The voting public edges for a presidential election and must vote for side #5 or side #6.  this voting public is
               "the American people"  or "the economy":  side #1 says NO to a $700,000,000,000 gift to side #7.  

side #2:  The Bush-Cheney administration is proposing a $700,000,000,000 gift to side #7
                2 alternatives are possible in the proposal:  accept he proposal or you face DOOMS DAY,  something worse than

                Black Power Gonna Git Yo Moma.,

side #3:   The democrats who must vote yea or nay on the gift.

side #4:   The republicans who must vote yea or nay on the gift.

side #5:    Senator John McCain is running for president,  he must decide what to say to side#1, how to represent and still win an election.

side #6:   Senator Barak Obama is running for president,  he must decide what to say to side#1, how to represent and still win an election.

side #7:   The Power Elite, Capitalist class, World capital and thieves wants the $700,000,000,000 to continue stealing.  
                They say, "we too big to fail" cause we got you by the balls.


Looks like you gonna play whether you wanna play or not play.    MOVE !   MOVE !  DECIDE.

          joseph nyerere

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           Dancing with My Father
I wish i could dance with my father again.

Dad.  That's what my brother and I called him.   We called him Dad.   I see him now.  He was the tallest in our family.  
He was about six feet, one or two inches. 

I see him now.  I'm 10 or 11 years old at the time. 

Dad is making me a skate scooters with some skates that I had run the bottoms off, skating so fast that only one of the skates was still useable. 

You'd take the other skate and split it into half of which
two skate wheels would be on front &
two skate wheels would be on the back of 
and on the bottom of a two by four, about three feet long,  
with a perpundicular membered two by four of about the same length with handle bars. 
of course you'd haf to have flaps on the back.

I had tried my hand at making a skate scooter many times at that time.  My older brothers were off doing what they did. 
They aint have no time for me cause i was younger.  I was left home with mom and dad.

I was in the basement messing around with some wood and nails making me a skate scooter. 
Dad walks in, amazed at my like of carpenter skills. 

"Gi me that",  Dad says, "let me show you".  Dad takes the hammer,
"go out in the yard and bring me one of them 2 by 4's".

I goes and gits it and come back.   "Watch", Dad says.

I watch, as he builds, and we laff and talk,  for about 2 or 3 hours.

"Finished", Dad says.     

"Wow Dad Wow", I said because I had never seen a skate scooter like that before.

"Go on out there", Dad says.

I go out there and the guys laff like hell because this scooter they had never seen before.
I start to scoot and scoot, slowly.   I had never tried this thing out.  

"You wanna race",  yeah!  yeah!  come on!  everybody wanting to take me on. 
"Come on....Come on",  I can hear em now
Come on Come on.."

One, two, three GO... GO...     
I was so far ahead of'em that I didn't even hear skates behind me.  
I can hear Dud and Flap and Sonny...   "Shit man,  that damn thing can fly...".   I was a legion before I was 12.

Yeah, "my daddy made it." I told'em.

One of my Dad's favorite saying, 
" I can write a letter to my sisters, I can't read nothing but the Bible but I can do any kind of fractions. 
I can sure as hell count money like hell, like nobody else can count, I can count my money & do it in my head."

Today, Dad would probably say, "Shit... 70 billion dollars,  that's a lot of money for them to be fucking around wit..."

                        joseph nyerere