permaculture

["J Kolenovsky" <garden@hal-pc.org>]

Toshio Kuratomi,

How are you, papasan?

Mister Kuratomi, you must be the younger Japanese generation coming up.

I am Czech which is as big a melting pot as the United States is.
Constant migrations and constant new rulers coming in and going out. One
village on one side of the village could be as different as another
village on the other side of the mountain. A chick from one village
could have crossed over the mountain and married the head guy of the
other village and the two began having a feud like the Hatfield's and
McCoy's in Matewan, West Virginnie near the Williamson coalfield where
the Norfolk and Western Railroad ran through it. You know these things
get complicated. My great, great, great, great, great, great grandfather
was a Count from Kathrnislav, Georgia (Ukraine)(that's why I'm such a
hell-raiser) and was tolerated just so far with banging the married
women that the authorities ostracized him from the country and he caught
a Gypsy train heading (they were ostracized, too) west and he ended up
in Moravia in the 1600's. Moravia was part of the Austrian-Hungarian
Empire.

The republic of Czechoslovakia, consisting of the nations of Bohemia,
Moravia, and Slovakia, was formed in 1918 after the end of World War I
when the Austrian-Hungarian Empire was split up by the Allies after the
end of World War I. Incidentally, Slovakia was mother to Croatia and
Serbian. My roots come from some of that. I'm glad I'm not a terrorist,
arms dealer or nephew of Milosevic. The point I'm making is asking
someone where they are from (I love those sexy chicks accents and I go
into flirt gear like great X 6 grandpa) or asking what they principally
eat or what kind of weather they have there has no ill affect,
insinuation or bad karma feelings whatsoever.  I know Czech. What's
wrong with that? I go up to Waco to a town called "West" and get their
food.
Japanese food pretty good, too, too too.

I worked for a Japanese company here in America for 15 years. Well know
company whom everybody would recognize. The 2500 employees was the
largest melting pot I ever saw next to the U.S.  The company had very
strong principles of honor and respect. These principles were not only
in the Mission Statement but were also transferred downward from the
corporate headquarters in Japan through the American subsidiary then the
regional level ultimately to the branch level. Honor and Respect. We did
it with and to them, let us do it to all who are here with us now.

You and I are here. I garonty - damn - to ya that if someone were to
come into the U.S. and was going to take away or take something
(anything) from us, you and I would sprout wings, fly out of that chair,
load our .50 caliber guns and stomp their ass.

United we stand, divided we fall. Let's find out about our neighbor and
ask where are they from, how long have they been here, what does there
native homeland eat and what do they do. There's nothing wrong with
getting to know your church member, neighbor, employee, child's teacher,
bus driver, grocery clerk, hairdresser, pest control man, mailman (tip
him at Christmas), garbage man (really, they'll do more for you than you
could imagine), banker, cleaners,  etc, etc, etc.

Mailman - I knew this postman so well that one Christmas eve I was
dropping mail in the box and had my billfold in my hand with the mail.
You got it. It happened. I called the postman who lived 32 miles one way
and he came down at 11:00 p.m. to open the box. Well, that Santa got a
very nice tip.

We live in the  U N I T E D  S T A T E S. Lets be a good example and
stand "U N I T E D"

Today is Memorial Day. There's are a whole lotta men who died just so
you and I could have this type of
conversation.

J


-- 
J. Kolenovsky, habitat environmentalist  www.celestialhabitats.com
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