What’s the plan, Stan?

Max Planck was having a bad day. It was July 4th of 1867. His family was hell bent on moving to Munich. Max was barely nine years old. Max had been born in Kiel in the Duchy of Holstein somewhere between Austria and Germany and the Hapsburg Empire. He had already seen a few wars especially the second Schleswig War had seen both Austrian and Prussian troops marching through his Kiel.

Max was not a delicate child but he was of intellectual blood. His parents, uncles and so forth all taught at universities. One can imagine dinner conversations that grounded Max into the realities of academia and the fine arts. He also discovered that apart from his interest in mathematics he had a perfect pitch for singing. Perfect in that part of the world means…. perfect. They pay attention to the tiniest of details. That’s why the BMW doors make that very satisfying sound when they close.

What? I never met him yet I can imagine what his life might have been like before Munich.

There is no plan. You want the truth? That’s the truth. I am confident you can handle it. We are on a timeline as surely as you the reader are reading this bit of fiction. A timeline is not a plan. It’s an artificially created set of events that the world suffers and thinks “things just happen!” Nothing can be done about it. We’re captives to the times and tides of those in control, power and money. The timelines are created from the top down is my best guess. They start with global timelines and then it cascades into individual lives. A market crash worldwide needs to happen? Arrange it and then figure out how to divvy up the proceeds amongst our brethren and sisterhood. The downside is just as lucrative as the upside. More lucrative perhaps because it’s faster. I type that not because I want the market to crash, it’s that I see things in leaves and other rotting items.

Is that Smokey the Mountain Bear warning people not to start fires? Perhaps. Or it’s a Wall Street Bear. No way for me to know. I only take pictures and some of them come true, others do not.

Anyway back to timelines. Timelines are things that are artificially created, some are booms, others are busts, others are disasters and so on. And human life is such that if everything was perfect and kept getting better and better, then no one would enjoy life. Life, according to some philosophers, and architects, and timeliners is comprised of both joy and tragedy with comedy mixed in for interruption. Comedy is a way to make the tragedy more acceptable after a long day at work. Comedy is the modern day release valve. Without the ability to laugh at those in power, God forbid, the people might do something they end up regretting. So the anger is transmutated or transmorphed into a butterfly. The raging hormones of righteous testosterone become the flaccid people of tomorrow. And once that happens, then everything is allowed. We make deals with the Devil simply to mute our own conscience.

I could and have laid out three Visions in videos. Each of those visions had a specific timeframe attached to them and therefore they became Goals.

1. Bring back ALL Manufacturing to America in the next 5 years. America should not be dependent on any external nation for its supply chains. If we are dependent ensure that we own that supply chain and there can’t be any reneging on it. Our manufacturing security has to be absolute.

2. Make ALL Americans shift from sick care to health care in the next 3 years. All Americans will be as healthy as possible.

3. Make housing for ALL Americans by buying out neighborhoods and using Imminent Domain if necessary in the next 5 years. Remove the stigma of homelessness from American society once and for all.

Those are the visions outlined so far with clear specific timeframes and deadlines. Therefore they have become Goals. They cannot move from being Goals into Action Items without a Plan.

And there, I am sorry to say is there is no Plan. The Plan cannot be me a lone voice. The politicians will provide soaring speeches. They will try to show you the greatness of America but won’t divulge plans or goals or even goal posts. With AI, you can take any of those Goals and create a blueprint of how to do this. You could solve all of Columbus, Ohio’s housing problems with 9 billion dollars. And it would solve it forever, create enormous well being for the citizens while being a semi-profitable enterprise and all of the housing would be luxury styled apartments with parks everywhere. Only 9 billion. That’s a drop in the bucket of what we have as a country. We have enormous wealth. We squandered 100 billion on Iran alone so far this year. That could have been 11 Columbus sized cities and 58000 × 11 homes for people to live in.

Yet Americans, on this day, continue to sleep in cars and take showers in the gym.

There is no plan Stan. You can handle the truth. Here’s to the kids who Matthew says will run barefoot at night today. Whatever that means.