Saturday, February 4, 2012

We're DONE. Time to get busy!


Well...

Once again, my reaction to someone's blog post (pops) wouldn't fit in the comment form, so ...

Between this, and the obvious fact that Ron Paul is being forced into accepting a position immediately behind and 3-feet lower than mitt-for-brains (pops), I'm now at long last forced to accept a rather harsh reality: We're DONE.

At this point, America exists only in history books, and in the hearts and minds of a few - we happy few, we Band of Brothers.

At this point there may be Three Percent (pops) who REALLY understand and appreciate the genius that was Our Founders' (PBUT) Republic.  If we're lucky, there may be another 7-10% who know it was infinitely preferable to what we have now.

My first thought: "We're FOOKED."
My second: "wait a minute..."

It's taken me a LOT of sleepless nights to come to this realization, and I almost missed it: We're in the same place Our Founders (PBUT) were in.

Let's examine that a bit...

"Three Percent?" -- Check!
"Ten Percent?" -- Check!
"90+% who really just don't want anybody rocking the boat?" -- Check!
"Tyrannical Government?" -- Check!
"World's most capable .mil under the control of the tyrant(s)?" -- Check-MINUS!
"Backup bunch of Hessians (pops) who are much more evil foes (pops) than the aforementioned .mil?" -- Check! (pops)

Yup -- We're pretty damn close to EXACTLY where Our Founders (PBUT) "Found" themselves!

*THEY* however managed to **FOUND** ***AMERICA***!!

WE ARE NO MORE (and granted - no LESS) F***ED THAN **THEY** WERE!

From where I sit, we have several distinct advantages that they never had -- not the least of which is that THEY were trying to build something that had never existed, except in their imaginations.

THEY had no template to follow, and were pretty much making it up as they went along.

*WE* OTOH not only know how this is SUPPOSED to work, but we have the benefit of 230-odd years of history. We KNOW where we went wrong, and what we got right. We're in a better position than they were to create something that worked...

Yeah.... I haven't forgotten that there's a whole lot of ugly between here and Restoration...  THEY survived it, and I'm pretty confident we can too...

No - the Redcoats didn't have Predators and Reapers, but then again I'm pretty confident that when things kick off here we're going to have some of EVERYTHING they have, or at least a reasonable facsimile thereof.

They also didn't have MREs or MSS at Valley Forge, or a population of 300-million-plus to hide in!

They didn't have Sub-MOA rifles, BDC optics or suppressors - which combine to make it possible for one "gray man" to take out damn near any tyrant he chooses...

Let's be honest: The only reason Boner's still wasting oxygen is because nobody REALLY wants him dead.

There are literally MILLIONS of people here in This Place Where America Used To Be who could take him out from 600 yards if they so chose.
Note for the Fibbies and other slow-kids: I'm not threatening him or anyone else, I'm not calling for anyone to hurt him or anyone else -- I'm just saying what you know to be true but don't dare speak aloud: When the $#!+ FINALLY breaks off, it's going to be @$$-ugly for anyone not living deep underground in a very real fortress!
Granted - with all the technology at their disposal, The Enemy will likely make short work of the Patriot who decides to go for someone like Boner.

Whoever decides to go for one of Them isn't likely to make it home after - but every time a Boner becomes pink mist, another Patriot will become emboldened, and every time The Enemy overreacts, ten or a hundred more Patriots will find their BALLS!

We're in a world of hurt. We've got some truly horrible times ahead of us.

Personally, right at this moment I feel better than I have in a long, long time.

Have you ever had to face a major, painful surgery? I have - and I need another one.

There's a period when you first find out what's needed when you really DREAD it. You try to put it off, try every other alternative.... Almost ANYTHING other than just buckle down and get it over with.

As the alternatives are exhausted, there's this sense of creeping despair that goes along with it...

Then the day finally comes when you realize the unpleasant reality that you're not going to be able to avoid it. You're going to have to go through the pain and struggle, but you ALSO know that thousands of other people have been through it before you, THEY survived and their lives are much better as a result.

When all the avoidance is done, when you finally realize that you have no real option but to face it and get THROUGH it, there's this odd sense of RELIEF...

THAT is what I feel right now.

Granted - NOBODY in their right mind would WANT to go through what we're going to have to face, but we CAN handle it, and we'll be much better off on the other side.

If we have no choice, if G*d will not "let this cup pass" from us, then we're just going to have to suck it up and say "let's get this $#!+ over with!

No need to be in a hurry - we've still got work to do and time to do it - but make no mistake about where we're headed: If Our Founders could do it, SO CAN WE!

God help us - and God Save Our Republic!!

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

UPDATE: More On Our Third-World Election System!

Note: Original embed broken, I found another and inserted...
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In an update to my previous post on our ridiculously insecure elections, I submit the following:

I found a documentary entitled "Hacking Democracy" which should be required viewing for all citizens!


Yes, it's long - but trust me when I say there's VERY little that you might have to do that's MORE important than *THIS*!

Make the time.

Watch the vid.

Then GET MAD!

It's time we took our Republic back!

Long _PAST time, actually....

Saturday, January 7, 2012

"FREE AND FAIR ELECTIONS? NOT HERE!!

"You know, comrades," says Stalin, 
"...I consider it completely unimportant 
who in the party will vote, or how; 
but what is extraordinarily important is this — 
who will count the votes, and how!"


In a few months, we'll all go to the polls to select our next President, ALL of our House of Representatives, and 1/3 of the Senate.

I think few would dispute that this is one of the most important elections in the history of our Republic - and that its literal future will be decided by this election!

Many of us are intensely worried about the slate of candidates, but that should be the LEAST of our worries!

Electronic voting machines are used all over our country. Every single one of them is a black-hole for your vote. 



Sure - it SAYS it recorded what you voted, but HOW DO WE KNOW IT REALLY RECORDED THE VOTES WE CAST?

The fact is WE DON'T KNOW!

We CAN'T know!


Further, it has been demonstrated over and over that these electronic voting machines are easily manipulated!

Take this article for example (pops) - which shows that an eighth-grader, with no real special knowledge, could take over all the votes in a machine - with $26 worth of parts - and thereafter control it via remote-control from outside the building in the parking-lot!

But... You're probably thinking what I did -- that the odds of someone being able to open up the machines and insert hardware is not very likely -- surely they keep them in a secure area, right?

WRONG!

In many places, poll workers take the machines home for a "slumber party" for several days before an election!  (pops)

A single worker could potentially steal enough votes to turn a district, which with only a surprisingly small number of districts would be enough to turn the nation!

But it gets even worse!  Even in states where the machines are kept "under lock and key" the people who hold the keys -- the ones responsible for ensuring the machines aren't tampered with -- are members of the infamous "SEIU" ("State Employees) union! (pops)

You know -- the same SEIU Union who supported ACORN, and whose boss is one of the most frequent visitors to Obama's white-house?! (pops)

TALK ABOUT "LETTING THE FOX GUARD THE HEN-HOUSE!!!"

But let's even ignore all of THAT - because the sad reality is that even if every poll-worker, every technician, even every SEIU member were 100% honest, it is trivially simple for anyone to tamper with the machine right in the polling place, in the time it takes for an average person to cast their vote!

All it takes is to unlock the simple little lock on the side of the machine, insert a memory-card with a virus on it, then restore the original card back into the machine!

How do you unlock it? With keys that are readily available in every hardware store in the country!

You can actually unlock our voting machines - the basis of our REPUBLIC! - with the key from your hotel minibar or jewelry box!  (pops)

For a while, Diebold even had the picture of the key (pops) on their website -- so some smart guy could hand-file a key to match -- and some smart guy DID! (pops)

The picture is still available on the 'net for those who might have missed it on Diebold's site -- or then there's this guy (for one example) who makes sure it remains available... here's all you need ! (pops)

Or, just pick the lock in under 10 seconds - search you tube for "how to pick a lock" (pops) for thousands of tutorials! With even a little practice, ANYONE could pick those cheezy little locks in under 10 seconds with tools made themselves from the aforementioned YT videos!

Another "Gem" from the Princeton report: the "Secret pin" for these machines is "1111" -- can you believe it?!

Once the Virus is installed, it can easily throw ANY election and be undetectable! (pops)

But don't the workers test the machines before the election? Yes - but the virus can easily step around this! (pops)

What about after-testing? Don't they check the machines? Not usually - but even if they did, as noted in the video the virus will erase all its tracks!

How does machine get infected? Well, it could even be done by a voter!

Let's say you wanted to steal the election in your district. You just show up early to "vote", "fix" the machine while you're in the "booth" and you'll steal votes all day!

If you and (say) 10 friends all go in at the same time you can easily do every machine in the place - especially if you have a couple of "stupid" people (ie: accomplices pretending to need help) with you to distract the poll-workers by pretending to need help while the rest of you "voters" are "fixing" all the machines!

Or, simply sign up as a poll-worker and you get to have a slumber-party with the machines -- AT YOUR HOUSE!

Our Government KNOWS ALL OF THIS -- here's a professor testifying and demonstrating this for CONgress, OVER FIVE YEARS AGO!


IN SUM, THEY KNOW ALL OF THESE VULNERABILITIES EXIST, AND EVEN AFTER HALF A DECADE NOTHING HAS BEEN DONE!

Now here's my question:

Why - since each machine has a printer built in - can't it print out a copy of each vote so the voter can verify, then place the paper in a locked/sealed box so that it could be used for a random recount/verification later? This would only require a simple code-change which any competent programmer could write in less than one day!

In this scenario, when you finish voting, the printer prints a "receipt" which you look at to verify your vote(s). Assuming it's right, you then put the paper in a sealed, locked box attached to the side of the voting machine. Heck, steel ammo-boxes with a slit cut in the top would be perfect for this, and cost next to nothing if obtained from the military as surplus!

For a long-run solution, all that would be needed would be a receipt-printer (cost: less than $200 - no doubt less in quantity) (pops) attached to each machine.

These printers are used in most stores today, and use a 2-part tape. The "top copy" is torn off and given to the customer - in this case the voter - to verify his vote.

The second copy is rolled up inside the machine, thus providing a "paper backup" of every vote cast!

This could be used to enable a random audit or even a full recount should circumstances require!

By doing this, and a random audit of (perhaps) 10% of all machines (comparing the "saved" tape to the final count from said machine) we could ensure that our elections are actually real and fair, and not being manipulated.

This is how this would work: At the close of polling, one machine in ten is randomly selected for audit. The poll-watchers count the votes on the paper-tape and compare them to the total "spit out" by the machine. If the electronic count matches the paper-count, all is well and the election can be assumed "fair."

If it does NOT match, it is counted again to be sure, then (assuming it fails again) *ALL* machines would need to be assumed to be compromised and all votes tallied by using the paper tapes.

THIS WOULD MAKE IT IMPOSSIBLE TO STEAL AN ELECTION!

So why hasn't it been done?

To me, the answer is simple:

Stalin said it over 70 years ago:
"You know, comrades," says Stalin, 
"...I consider it completely unimportant 
who in the party will vote, or how; 
but what is extraordinarily important is this — 
who will count the votes, and how!"

They've got us arguing over "Voter-IDs" - but very few are talking about THIS!

Oh - and it's not just Diebold, either!
(pops)

If you're paying attention, you might have noticed that when we run elections in other countries, we take simple steps to ensure there's no fraud...



Why do you suppose we don't do something similar HERE?

For those still hankering for more, see http://www.blackboxvoting.org/BBVtsxstudy.pdf (pops) for a report from PA, or the full Princeton report here: https://jhalderm.com/pub/papers/ts-evt07-init.pdf (pops)

Those who read either will note that they were issued *FIVE YEARS AGO*.
FIVE.FULL.YEARS - and nothing has been done!

God help us -- and GOD SAVE OUR REPUBLIC!

Friday, December 16, 2011

I guess we should have known...

I've heard grown-ups say we should have known - when they passed the law - what would happen, but we ALWAYS think "it can't happen HERE..." right? Besides - they ASSURED us that it would only be used against THEM - you know, the ENEMY!

It was what Dad used to call "Oh-Dark-Thirty" - the wee hours of the morning when people are most deeply asleep. We heard a loud CRASH, and then a bunch of shouting!

I stumbled out of bed and into the hallway, struggling to focus my eyes, and was slammed to the floor by a large man who was screaming "GET ON THE GROUND! GET ON THE GROUND!

I caught a glimpse of a HUGE guy dressed like a soldier - but all in black - before my face hit the floor... Then all I saw was stars.

It seems as if it was over as quickly as it had begun. Suddenly there was silence - all I could hear was my Mother and sister, quietly sobbing. I laid there for what seemed like a very long time - afraid to move - as I didn't want to get shot!

When I finally ginned up the courage to roll over and look around, I saw Mother and Sis curled up on their sides, still quietly crying. I crawled to them to be sure they were OK, then I began calling for Papa.

"They TOOK HIM!" Mama said.

Nobody knows why.

At least, nobody who will tell US!

We went downstairs and found our little dog Spot lying in the entry-hall. He had been shot. Why would those scary people shoot a little dog? I also found Sister's kitten in our front yard - they'd stomped on his head and killed him too! Sometimes it's hard - lying to her - but I'm glad she didn't see him that way...

We tried and tried - for MONTHS - to find out where they'd taken Papa, why -- heck, even WHO had taken him! At first they wouldn't even acknowledge that they knew who he WAS, then the answer became "Security of the Homeland!"

I've grown to HATE that phrase, as it's always delivered with a sneer, and a wave of the hand to tell you to "move along" before they yell "NEXT!"

"Security of the Homeland" - What does that even MEAN?

We felt secure in OUR home - until they broke down our door in the middle of the night and took Papa away. Now we have no "security" at all!

We went to talk to some people who Momma said might be able to help, but so far nothing. The man in the fancy offices with all the books said he would LIKE to help, then something about there being no "haybees corpse" but I don't know what that means either. Our name isn't "haybee" and ... well... I don't even like thinking about a "corpse" when I think about Papa.

The man from TV was actually rude to Mama. He told her to get out, that he wasn't interested in talking about terrorists! In a way I can't blame him - I still have nightmares about those terrorists who broke into our home and took Papa away! What if they come back for Mama?! What would happen to my sister and me?!

The think I MOST don't understand is the way all the other grown-ups are acting. My sister and I have no friends any more - nobody will play with us. My best friend told me that he wasn't allowed to any more - but he doesn't understand why any more than I do.

I think they're afraid that maybe some of the bad-luck will rub off on them, and make the terrorists come back and kidnap THEIR Papa....

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SO, dear reader....

Tell me: In which country is this story set?

Is it Russia in the '50s?

1940s Germany?

ONE thing is SURE: It DAMN sure ain't Our Founders' (PBUT) Republic!

But it will likely be Amerika in 2012!

Remember: Government NEVER shrinks, and powers granted are NEVER relinquished!

They needed access to bank account data to catch "deadbeat dads." Next it was "war on drugs" and now "terrorism" isn't even needed as an excuse - we all just accept that they look at our data.

Then there's the "drones." "We're only going to use them on the border." Now they're being used all over the country, for internal/civilian "law enforcement."

These Gestapo tactics are currently (supposedly) reserved for "Al Qaeda and its affiliates."

IF That's actually true, I give it about a week before they pick up the first "lone-wolf right-wing terrorist" (read:person who just wants to be left alone).

Someday we'll have had enough and do what needs to be done to take back our Republic.

Just saying so probably just earned ME a trip to Guantanamo - maybe I'll see you there...

On the bright side, I hear the weather is WONDERFUL!

Friday, July 22, 2011

Ancient History -- How I Stood Up To A Gang of Inbred Morons...

THIS POST at "Straight Forward..." made me think about something that happened ~15+ years ago....

But for the Grace of G*d, I could be in prison like the poor man the post is about...

You might find something useful here - at least it's a semi-interesting story...

I once wound up on the wrong side of some local thugs. It was a pretty "backward" sort of area -- one of those semi-rural places where time seems to get a bit warped - in many ways it was 40+ years behind the times though also suffering the scourge of meth and other late-90's problems...

The inbreeds in question were three brothers ranging from ~35-45-ish, 2 of them were married, and all lived in the same house... Needless to say, their gene-pool was more than a little shallow... They were all known collectively as "The Smith Boys*" - and the biggest troublemaker in the bunch was the youngest/smallest one who was called "Little Will*" (*Not real names - no point inviting more trouble in case they ever meet someone who can both read AND use the 'net...)

Over the years they'd ganged up on so many people in the area that neither dared leave home without the other 2 - afraid of being caught-out alone and having karma come home to roost -- so they all worked together as well...

A man who previously had an altercation with them similar to mine, and pressed charges, was later found beaten nearly to death. He's been in a "head-injury institution" ever since -- he'll spend the rest of his "life" drooling on himself, being spoon-fed and wearing diapers.

Everyone in the area KNOWS who did it - there's no doubt whatsoever - but there's no indisputable evidence to tie them to the crime and the "victim" is unfortunately incapable of testifying... Ergo these morons are still running around loose...

 For the record, I didn't know ANY of this until it was too late for it to matter, really...

Also, just to help you "see" the story, I'm a pretty small guy all-in-all -- about 5'9/170... In my younger days I LOVED to fight, and sought out side-jobs at night/weekends as a bartender or bouncer in some pretty rough bars... While never really was a true "bad-@$$", I can truthfully say nobody's ever wanted to fight me twice (except one poor fool - but that's another story)...

As I got older and matured, I studied some conflict-avoidance stuff, body-language and etc - and learned to defuse situations and talk people down so the fights I used to enjoy never needed to happen. I was pretty good at it too -- this was the only time it didn't work -- but I digress...

In short, one of them attacked me without provocation one night on my side-job as a bartender. The woman who owned the bar had ordered them to leave and they'd refused - she went to her office to call police.

We'd been successful in turning this place around, from a bar where the cops were needed every night to the point that it had been MONTHS before this night since they'd needed to be called...  This was VERY good for business, and the owner rewarded me appropriately -- so I didn't want to blow my record!

I -- VERY meekly, hands in pockets, non-confrontational body-language etc. (as always) tried to "keep the peace" and convince them to go before police arrived. After they threatened me too, I turned to walk away and got "sucker-punched" by the "little one" (ain't it ALWAYS the "little one"? - but I digress)...

I saw the punch coming, and rolled with it - thus taking most of the impact out...  Even so, he'd rocked me pretty good -- this guy was obviously well-practiced at the "sucker-punch knockout", a fact which I was later to learn was much more true than I thought... But again I digress...

Having absorbed his punch, I turned around and looked the punk in the eye, smiled, and said

"See... NOW you done f***ed up!"

His two GIGANTIC brothers then stood up behind him - I took a step back and bumped into someone - and realized that literally every other man in the bar was standing behind ME...

I did what I could to defuse the situation -- and the inbreds decided that leaving would be smart though they continued to run their mouths as they headed for the door just as the cops arrived.  All three went out in handcuffs...

In hindsight I SHOULD have attacked, and let nature take its course -- as the result would have been these three getting a well-deserved and OH-SO-LONG-OVERDUE beating -- but I didn't know any of the "history" of these morons at the time...

After stewing for a bit, finding out who they were, and DETERMINED to have what revenge I could get -- I pressed charges against the one who hit me.  They - all 3 plus 2 "cousins" who weren't even present - filed "counter" charges claiming I assaulted *them* -- all 5 of them!

When the court-date arrived, I went pro-se, simply cross-examining each by asking him to stand and state his height and weight, and repeat his accusation against me. On "direct" with their Attorney, all five of their parroted story was laughable - I even noticed Hizzonner rolling his eyes...

My only witness was the Lady who owned the bar who recounted the events of the evening and stressed my non-violent nature and my long-demonstrated ability to defuse situations and "talk down" even the most incorrigible characters. I made sure we really PUSHED the point that since I'd gone to work for her the nightly fights had ended, and the police hadn't been called there in MONTHS!

She also told the story of seeing me trying to talk them down, pointed out /described my "tricks" of body-language and etc and how I'd taught her other staff to do the same sort of things...  I'd done a good job of "rehearsing" with her to be sure she'd get the points out that I needed to make -- though it was all probably unnecessary... Everyone (including Hizzonner and all the court-staff) knew the bar and how much better things had gotten -- they also knew my inbred-opponents -- at least by reputation... 

Prosecutor agreed to just let me "make a statement" in leiu of "testimony" -- I was sworn, but I just reiterated what THEY had said, pointed out the sum-total of these boys' height and weight, and the fact that their claim that I'd just randomly attacked all 19-feet-plus/780#-plus of THREE of them for no apparent reason was simply LUDICROUS. I didn't even bother telling my own version of events...

The Prosecutor elected not to cross-examine me, and noted for Hizzonner the "commissioner's" notes that I had obvious facial-injuries consistent with my "version of events" when I came in to swear out my warrant -- it was pretty clear what HE thought of their counter-charges...

Hizzonner found the "little one" guilty of aggravated assault and battery against me, charged all 5 with Perjury/false-swearing, etc -- he really nailed it to 'em... 

All got reasonably substantial fines, the "little guy" got 180 days, but since it was his first conviction (yes, really!) 90 suspended pending successful completion of probation...

He also asked for and got "weekend jail", which meant he spent almost 2 years of weekends in the County-lockup, and this extended HIS probation to 7+ years...

He also had to pay a considerable fine, plus compensate me for lost-wages, expenses and etc...

In sum, that "sucker-punch" cost the "little one" over $10k, 2 years of weekends in jail and 5 years of probation AFTER that... IIRC the rest of them paid $2500 each for perjury and the 2 brothers another $5k for "false swearing" on the police report and the "warrant" they swore out on me -- plus probation as well...

Hizzonner also told them all point-blank that he henceforth considered THEM to be responsible for my personal-safety -- if ANYTHING happened to me, he'd see them in prison no matter WHO did it.

He also ordered them to stay away from me, away from the bar and etc.

The entire Court-staff was BEAMING - I even heard the Bailiff mocking their lawyer, saying "it's a damn shame when your clients' victim is a better attorney than YOU..."

Within days people began coming to me telling how these guys were offering $5000 to anyone who would beat me badly enough to put me in the hospital, and $10k if it was "permanent."  The 3 started coming in the restaurant (attached) -- always sitting where they could look into the bar and make sure I saw them staring me down...

The police were called, came, and served them "notice of trespass" -- and the cops advised me to move away before *I* ended up in the "drool-cup palace" like their previous victim...  I refused to be intimidated - I wasn't going anywhere...

As an aside, word also spread QUICLY about how I'd "taken his best sucker-punch and turned around and smiled at him" -- some of the more abrasive types suddenly became REAL POLITE in their dealings with me at the bar...

ONE drunk who'd apparently NOT heard got a bit pushy with me one night -- one of the local rednecks said "Duude -- I know he don't look like much, but I SAW this man take Little-Joe Smith's best sucker punch -- he turned around and SMILED at them! You really don't want to f*** with this dude!"

Still, I KNEW the inbreds weren't done with me -- so I started (illegally - no way to get a permit in my state) carrying a pistol in my pocket...

A few weeks later I went to put trash in the dumpster out back and found myself cornered in the chain-link dumpster-enclosure by these three. There was NO WAY anyone would hear me - I was as good as dead.

For reasons I really can't explain, in this area white-trash folks like this just didn't carry guns. It was a pretty "throwback" area -- knives, sticks, fists, boots etc. but no pistols for some reason... When I pulled out my pistol, their eyes got big as dinner-plates -- apparently they'd never considered the possibility that they might get SHOT!

Again - in hindsight - I really SHOULD have shot all three of them right there. No way in hell ANY Jury in that county would have found me guilty -- these three were that well-known and feared by almost everyone, mostly due to the aforementioned "vegetable"...

As it was, I merely put "the fear of G*D into them at pistol-point, and told them point-blank basically what I just said above -- that if I *EVER* saw either of them near me again I'd kill them without a second thought, and that no jury in the county would consider it ANYTHING BUT self-defense.

I kept the same (side) job for about a year - always carrying - and never did see any of them again. I eventually moved out of the area when I met a woman who later became my wife...

As a funny aside, over 10 years later I was passing through and stopped at the wal-mart in the town. I turned the corner into an aisle in the automotive-section and nearly banged into the "little one."

It took a minute for him to recognize me -- but when he did he put his hands up and backpedaled, saying "I don't want no trouble, Man!!"

Heart beating a million MPH I managed to stare him straight in the eye for a minute to be sure my voice wouldn't crack before saying "then WALK..." -- he did...

I've thought on this situation many times -- and this case makes me know more than anything else how LUCKY I was, really -- though I'm really surprised they were as terrified by the pistol as they turned out to be...

I'm still convinced I'd have walked, but G*D knows I'm glad I didn't end up having to shoot them...

I still don't think I'd change anything if I could - even if I "had it to do over again"...

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

How To Turn A Loyal Customer Into A MORTAL ENEMY: A Verizon Wireless Case Study

We've all experienced the ongoing demise of "customer service." Anyone over 40 who is not enraged every time they visit a filthy McDonalds ("You've got time to lean, you've got time to CLEAN!") never worked in one as a youth.

It seems like everywhere I go any more, it's increasingly difficult to find any help at all -- and IMPOSSIBLE to find COMPETENT help.

During the "good economy" years this was somewhat understandable - everyone who WANTED a job had one, and those with a modicum of intelligence and any sort of work-ethic weren't working minimum-wage fast-food or retail jobs.

As the manager of a Wendy's -- to whom I'd complained about an EXCEPTIONALLY bad experience -- put it to me: "You want me to find people with a brain - I'm struggling just to find people with a PULSE!" -- again, the evidence of a good economy.

One would expect however that in our CURRENT situation - roughly 1-in-4 adults out of work (and younger-folk even WORSE off) that the opposite would apply. People with intelligence and a work-ethic should easily displace the stupid and lazy, even for the lower-paying jobs. Managers should be able to say to the "S&L" folk "I have 10 people who would LOVE to have your job if you don't want to keep it."

Further, they should be doing all they can to hold on to customers -- especially in a line of business where there is much robust competition -- where we customers can say "I have 10 companies who would LOVE to have my money if you don't want to earn it!"

So why is it that neither seems to be the case?

Are business owners and managers REALLY so stupid and/or inept that they cannot improve these deplorable conditions?

My recent experience with Verizon Wireless is a "poster-child" study in how to kill your business! In my many years of experience - both as a customer and a provider - I cannot recall a more idiotic situation.

My family were VzW customers for ~13 years - during which time our bills averaged $250 per month. This alone was enough to put us in the top-tier of what they call "High Value Customers." In addition, on numerous occasions during this period I'd made suggestions to them which helped them to cut costs and improve their customers' experience -- so much so that my account had been flagged with a "listen to this guy!" code which ensured that any suggestions I made were forwarded up through channels to the people in a position to implement them!

Examples:
  • Sending a text-message when you call 411? My suggestion.
  • Changing to a previously-used handset via the website? Mine.
  • Forwarding your calls via the website or a call in to "611"? Mine as well.
There were a number of others which I just cannot recall at the moment, but... The bottom line is that I've made a very good living as an IT Consultant/Systems Architect/Engineer/Etc... - helping businesses to use IT solutions to support and streamline their business processes, and my experiences as a customer often led me to give them the benefit of my skills and knowledge for free.

Further, I'd also been a very good (yet uncompensated) salesman for them as well. My job duties put me in contact with the top-level decision-makers of businesses of all sizes - and my experience with them led me to recommend VzW to all who asked (and many who didn't). I couldn't count the number of my customers who I'd sold on VzW - much to my later chagrin...

The problems began when my wife's company decided they no longer wished to provide cell-phones to any employees. They DID however expect her to keep the same number - otherwise she'd have been forced to scrap $10 worth of business-cards! (he said sarcastically...) - so we were essentially forced to "absorb" her business-phone into our "family" plan.

They DID however work out some sort of deal with VzW, whereby we'd receive 20% off our bill if we kept her service with VzW -- which (given the size of our usual bill) was no small incentive. Her employer provided her with the necessary paperwork and instructions to ease this transition - and we visited a local "Company" (not third-party) store to take care of it.

I probably should have listened to my instincts, and opened a separate account for her line, but the prospect of the 20% discount was just too much to pass up. I became even MORE concerned when the young man who waited on us told me that we'd have to place the account in my wife's name in order to get the discount... I asked REPEATEDLY - and was reassured every time that this would change NOTHING about our account except the first-name on the address form. My "gut" was telling me this would end up being a problem, but he managed to convince me that all would be OK. This REPEATED assurance combined with the 20% discount overcame my instincts, and we made the transition.

Less than three weeks later, we took a road-trip to go visit my daughter at her College. On the way, my phone handset (which was then only a few months old) broke, and refused to charge. When I called her from Wifey's phone to tell her this, Daughter told me that hers (bought at the same time) was broken as well -- so I called Verizon to arrange their warranty-replacement.

My FIRST irritation was to spend over an hour listening to elevator-music, interrupted every 30 seconds or so by the abrasive and un-grammatical voice telling me "All operators are currently busy at this time" -- which may have been necessary for those who didn't know what "currently" meant -- but I digress...  This was the first time I could recall that my calls to "611" had not been picked up IMMEDIATELY! This long wait - combined with the inevitable dropped-call as we drove through the mountains - had me more than a little frustrated by the time I finally gave up, resolving to try again in the morning.

When I called in again - this time from a stationary point and using a wired headset - I still spent over an hour on "hold" before finally getting an operator. The call went fairly well until she told me she'd need a credit-card for the $100 in charges for the replacement handsets.

"Excuse me? These are only ~3 months old, and they're still under warranty!" To make a long story less-long, after putting me on hold several times for ENTIRELY too long, she eventually figured out that the reason her system showed a "new account" with out-of-warranty phones was because of the "transfer" we'd done. She explained to me that this had "voided" our handsets' warranties.

"Oh? So you're telling me that this 'transfer' - which I was repeatedly assured would change NOTHING - had actually voided all of our existing obligations to one another? GREAT! In that case, I'd like to close this account!"

She then explained that this would cost me $700 -- $175 for each of the (4) new handsets they'd just "given" us a few months earlier...

"OH! So NOW what you're saying is that all of your obligations to ME are voided (by 'the switch that would change NOTHING!') -- but all of my obligations to YOU are still in force??!!"

She didn't particularly like my phraseology, but allowed that was "the gist of it, yes." I demanded to speak to a Supervisor, which resulted in another half-hour or so on hold before someone CLAIMING to be a Supervisor came on the line.

This woman apologized profusely, repeatedly expressing her regret that I'd been misled at the store, but standing firm on the "out of warranty" status of my handsets. I then switched to a different defense...

VzW offered TWO DIFFERENT "insurance" plans -- one plan ($5/month) had a $50 "deductible", the other ($6/month) had no deductible at all.  Knowing my family as I do, I'd always gone for the higher-priced plan, for the simple reason that the "extra" cost would be negated by the first "claim..."

So why was I being charged a deductible when I was on the "no-deductible" plan?

It seems VzW had discontinued the $6 plan -- I "must have been 'grandfathered' before the transfer of the account, but once the transfer happened [we] were automatically put on the '$50-deductible' plan."

Yet another SCREWING from this "transfer that would change NOTHING??!!" Needless to say, by this time I had steam shooting from my ears like a cartoon-character...

I THEN requested that the "deductible" be put on my bill, as all past charges had been for years - figuring this would give me time to scream at the store-manager back home and get the charges removed - but this too was not to be...

"This is a NEW ACCOUNT, Sir - you haven't even received your first bill yet -- so I'm not going to be able to do that..." -- THIS from the woman who had just pulled up our "old account", SEEN my 13+ years of history with her company... But she wouldn't budge. I was forced to pull out a credit-card in order to get handsets that worked, less than three months from the time I'd bought the damn things...

Over the next couple of months, I'd tried on several occasions to get things "fixed" -- even requesting that they just undo the "transfer" and put the account back in my name -- but they were always DREADFULLY sorry that they were "unable to do that..."

In the meantime, I found that the reason I'd never had to wait on-hold when I called "611" was due to my former "High-value customer" status -- I was now experiencing the same lousy service given to all the other sweaty, smelly hoi-polloi...

I was also forced to face the fact that I'd unwittingly misled COUNTLESS people when I'd touted VzW's FANTASTIC customer-service, especially the "never had to wait for an operator!!" I shudder to think what (or how MANY) people must think of me when they switched and found out things were nothing like I'd described... but I digress...

Basically, we were STUCK for the rest of our 1-year Contract -- the ONE thing I'd done RIGHT was to always pay a bit extra for handsets to ensure that I could get out after a year if I wasn't happy...

Near the end of the year, Wifey's boss started really leaning on her to get a "smart phone." Her position is such that not having e-mail in her hand at all times (not to mention SMS/IM, Etc) was a bit of a problem...  She's frankly a bit "technologically impaired" - and this was becoming an unacceptable handicap... So I took her to the VzW store to see what sort of handset she might be able to learn to use...

This was JUST after the "Motorola X" had hit the street -- an oversized touch-screen, Android phone seemed like just the ticket for her. Additionally, I was due a $100 "new-every-two" credit from VzW -- so after much heartburn over previous treatment, we decided to stick with them...

So I sat down to place our order online.  (2) "Motorola X" handsets, (2) Car-docks, (2) Home-docks, (2) travel-chargers, (2) leather cases, Extended-batteries, and Etc... The total came to over $1500 -- quite a chunk of change for a company who'd treated us so poorly, but... I bit my tongue and made the order...


Or TRIED to -- except I couldn't get the website to give me the aforementioned $100 credit that I was due -- so I (ONCE AGAIN!) called "611" and sat through the interminable hold...

It's important to note that this was about the 5th of the month - and the website said (due to the HUGE demand for the "X" handset) they were on "backorder" and would not ship until the 26th -- more than three weeks away...

When the flunky FINALLY came on the line, she informed me that my "new every two" credit wasn't ACTUALLY due until the 9th -- FOUR DAYS into the future. I asked her to "click whatever it is you have to click" to authorize my order -- and was once again told "I'm not able to do that..."

In the past, they'd more than once given us "early credit" -- sometimes as much as THREE MONTHS early - so I KNOW this was yet another example of the "NOTHING" that was supposed to change when we made the transfer...

Further, the phones weren't going to even SHIP until over three weeks AFTER my due-date -- so it's not as if I'd gain any benefit at all from being allowed to place my order!

I managed to keep my cool, and once again asked for a Supervisor. After a full 40-minutes on hold, the same girl finally came back and told me that "No supervisor is available at the moment" -- but promised to have one of them call me within "24 to 48 hours."

Oh -- and I forgot to mention the **REAL** kick-in-the-'nads of all of this...

That "20% discount" that precipitated this whole fiasco? We learned (after YET ANOTHER 40+ minutes odyssey through the hold-queue) that this ONLY applied to Wifey's line - not to the whole bill.

In sum, ALL this disgusting mess "saved" us was 20% off the $9.99 base-charge for her line.

ALL THIS for LESS THAN $2 per month!

Yes, REALLY!

Enough was enough.  At the moment when the "48 hours" expired -- with no call from a Supervisor -- I was sitting in the AT&T office, discussing the logistics of transferring all our lines/accounts to AT&T.

THEY were willing to bend over backwards - meet all my conditions and even throw some "freebies" at me to get my business.  I ended up taking (1) smart-phone handset, with the understanding that Wifey and I would each use it for a week or so and - assuming all was well - RETURN IT within 30 days ("trial period") before transferring all our lines and numbers... They were MORE than OK with that!

Before "pulling the trigger", I followed the advice of a friend and called VzW's "customer-retention" department -- in a last-ditch effort to get them to do SOMETHING to indicate that they wanted my business!!  The woman I spoke to (after the usual ~40-minute hold) expressed her sorrow at our bad-experience, but claimed to be unable to do anything to "Fix THIS."

When the day finally came to do the final transfer, I decided (since I was driving it past them anyway) to stop and offer THEIR manager ONE FINAL CHANCE to save my account. After the usual expressions of powerless sorrow, he DID offer to give us "500 free overage minutes" if we'd keep our business with VzW. I asked - to be sure - if this was "500 minutes EACH MONTH?" -- nope -- "Just a one-time thing..."

Bearing in mind that AT&T was offering me 1/2 price on (2) Smart-phones and accessories, and that in spite of adding the (2) smart-phones and their necessary data-plans, and MORE "anytime" minutes per month our monthly bill was going DOWN from what it had been at VzW!

*AND* AT&T accounts included "rollover minutes" - whereby I could EASILY build up THOUSANDS of "overage minutes"!

GOODBYE VERIZON! AND GOOD *RIDDANCE* TOO~!!!

MORONS!

I guess I SHOULD have expected it, but...  A few weeks after we left VzW and transferred our accounts, Verizon called me, all but BEGGING me to "come back home to VzW."

YES - the woman actually used that phrase!

She really seemed to pull out all the stops -- there was an AMAZING list of incentives they were willing to offer me, from discounted phones to a free "microcell" device to discounted plans!

I managed to conduct myself as a Gentleman while I explained to her this whole, sordid tale -- then I asked her - bluntly - what SHE would say to ME if our roles were reversed...

In the ONE act of genuine integrity I'd encountered since this whole fiasco started, she said "I don't think I'd be able to respond in anything other than four-letter words." She also offered what seemed a GENUINE apology and wished me a "better experience with [our] new provider."

I honestly believe she meant it...

In any case -- in the interest of FULL disclosure -- our experience with AT&T hasn't been perfect.

The smart-phones we got (Samsung "Galaxy S") have had a number of problems, and I let them string us out with promises that "a fix is coming" until it was too late to exchange the handsets for something better.

I've also had a lot of problems with dropped-calls - which again APPEARS to really be a problem with the Samsung handsets as while my phone showed "no signal" my daughters' phones would both be working fine...

They've also screwed up our bill on a number of occasions wherein I had to call in to get it straightened out -- but the "notoriously bad customer service" I've heard and read about from various people has yet to show its face...

So far, everyone I've dealt with has been more than willing to help, whether I called "611" or visited the "company-store."

In sum, though AT&T has been imperfect -- ESPECIALLY compared to my much-missed "High-value-customer" experience with VzW -- I'm still glad we made the switch and wouldn't go back to VzW if they were somehow the only provider on the PLANET.

In fact, I'll continue to do my best to ensure that everyone knows the TRUTH about them -- which seems to be the LEAST I could do given how many people I've previously (though UNKNOWINGLY) misled...

Should someone from Verizon Wireless read this, well... All I can say is this:

(1) SCREW YOU PEOPLE.
and
(2) NEVER AGAIN!

Actually, I COULD (and would frankly LIKE TO) say a whole lot more -- but I try to avoid using that sort of language, especially in a place where women and children could possibly read or hear it...

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Why the _resident Has Played "Birther" Games For So Long...

As I'm wont to do, I started commenting on a post -- at Alvie's place this time -- and couldn't get it done in under 4096 characters...

So, here's another blog-post/comment...

Go read Alvie's bit first, please...

All done?

OK...

Let's face it: faking what was produced would be trivial for any reasonably-competent gang-banger.

Does that mean it's fake? Honestly, I don't know.

I've experimented following a vid I saw on YT, and the fact is that running "optimisation" on the .pdf file (to shrink it) produces artifacts nearly identical to what we see in Obama's purported BC.

To be frank, I suspect they knew this before they even released it -- after all, now we'll have a whole new set of objections (as you noted) and this can be used by Dear Reader and his media sycophants to further marginalize the objectors in the minds of the average sheeple.

I'll go further:
(1) It wouldn't matter if someone produced video of him being born with a "Welcome to Kenya" sign in the background -- he's not leaving office until he's done.

NOBODY in a position to remove him would be willing to do so -- not even those ostensibly on "our side."

Why? Simple: Every city in the US would burn, and they're not willing to take that consequence for enforcing the Constitution.

PERIOD.

Ergo, I've been dragged kicking and screaming into the "FUGGEDDABOUDDIT" crowd!

We have far more important things to do than push the "birth" issues -- in this I agree with Kerodin and others.

As to all the "why now?" questions, it's really rather simple:
Dear Reader's past is about as filthy as they get. HE -- and more importantly, his puppet-masters -- KNOW this, and they know they must avoid having the truth come out at all costs -- at least until he's inaugurated into his second term.

How do you think the "independents" would react if they saw IRREFUTABLE evidence of his lifelong Communist sympathies and associations?

How do you think they'd react to PROOF that he travelled to Pakistan on an Indonesian passport -- with his sugar-daddy/gay lover?

How do you think they'd react to UNQUESTIONABLE documentation that he claimed foreign (Indonesian) citizenship when he went to college -- so as to get "foreign student" scholarships?

How would they react to UTTERLY IMPECCABLE PROOF that the Saudi royal family pulled strings to get him into Harvard, payed his way while he was there, and even traded a HUGE donation for him being made _resident of the law-review despite his never having written a damn thing?

How do you suppose they'd react to evidence that he got his SS# in Connecticut to avoid paying NY taxes -- or that he and his wife both lost their law-licenses by Court order because of false statements made on their bar apps?

There's more -- MUCH more -- in this clown's history, and he's managed to shut it ALL down by playing this (apparently) "stupid" game about his BC!

It's actually BRILLIANT strategy -- which is all the evidence *I* need that *HE* isn't the one who came up with it!!

All he had to do was "play the game" about his BC, and wait -- wait until the pressure began to build.

He released the "short form" - which only increased the baying of the hounds - while his toadies continued the "birthers are all CRAZY RACISTS!!11!!1" smear, followed by "It wouldn't matter if he DID release his BC -- it would NEVER be enough for those CRAZY RACIST BIRTHERS!!"

Once that meme was firmly established, and an ostensible opponent proved willing to brave the slurs and keep pressing, he releases the BC.

Now, *ANYONE* questioning *ANYTHING* else -- his passport/citizenship/communist associations/Saudi connections, ANY OF IT -- can easily be dispatched with a simple "See -- he GAVE them his BC, and they're STILL NOT HAPPY!!"

I'm telling you, it's BRILLIANT.

And it's probably bulletproof as well.

He's managed to stall for 2.5 years with the BC, if he can do the same again he'll be solidly into his second term -- and G*d help us if he gets THAT!!

Which is why we *MUST* focus on beating him -- and everyone else -- in 2012.

I don't think this can prevent the collapse that's coming, but I DO think that with the right electoral success in 2012 (if we make it that long) we can reduce the damage SOMEWHAT.

We cannot possibly beat this demon-spawn on his PERSONAL history -- which is why we must focus on his _RESIDENTIAL history -- on what he's done since 1.1.2009.

If we can't beat him on that, we can't beat him PERIOD.

That's my $0.20 worth (inflation)...

DD