Update

So now we have advertising pretty well redefined from the old days. Advertising is the good old fashion way of communicating information for the benefit of the readers and the writers. This is what we still wish to do in our blogs and make it as sweet as possible.

"A blog is in many ways a continuing conversation."

 

In the outside world, it escalated to Spam and most everyone know what a horrible deal that is except the highly paid promotors of these spams. I dropped email accounts simply because the Spam had escalated to the impossible. Now I have a strictly business email and I have established two others for my friends and neighbors. The private accounts are doing well and very little spam. The business one, so far, is not doing too bad. But when it gets too much spam, drop them.

"Crying" by Roy Orbison

Now we are getting more of the Intrusive Spam in which they find ways of butting into your regular communcation means.  That is the most horrible of all and really makes you hate the spammers. This is one time that I am on the side of the NRA. OK you guys, get'em.

In the West we need some dance action on the Stadium to Mapunapuna area. "Nobody knows from nothing." And of course, the Waianae Coast is wide open. The biggest thing goofing up the works is of course, the Rail Tragedy. Throughout the world they are trying to get people off their cars and unto public transportation. The Rail Party has already created "cattle cars" on Oahu, so no way you are ever going to do it that way.

The Bi-Articulated bus, one tenth the cost of rail,

five times more efficient than rail. And I could get it

right around the corner where I always got it.

Mayor Fasi knew what he was doing and at one time Oahu had one of the best bus systems in the US. The Rail Disaster people have now run that reputation right into the ground. Old ladies standing up Waianae to town. Auwe. Bus driver getting up "OK, folks please step back I gotta get seven more people in here." And I haven't heard it for awhile. "Sorry folks, take the next bus."

Yes, I know, it is the big profits in the Rail, Billions and billions of dollars. It's the bread, Fred.