Bøger af Carolyn Franklin M a

The secret to successful public speaking is out! Rhetoric is the short cut to com-munication success - you "public speak" in some way everyday in every way. When you understand the bits and pieces of what you want to say and how to say it, then you're in control of any situation. You're nerve free, confident; your eye contact, voice, volume, hands and delivery are under control. So simple! so easy! You can also readily understand how others manipulate you by rhetoric so you can easily off-set their strategies - cut them off at the pass!Recognize rhetorical devices and how to deflect them, or, learn to use them to eve-ryone's advantage! Understand the history, development and strategies of successful rhetoric and apply the devices to tailor your goals. Rhetoric is a formula for all communication success at its easiest and best!

Caveat: This book is not for anyone with a weak stomach. The sex is raw, incessant and innovative. I discovered sex is not to please a woman, it's to control her, humiliate her, and, it's so low class. "Keep your eyes wide open before marriage and half open after." - VoltaireGood advice. But Voltaire didn't understand that women are trained to be seen and not to see. Women were never told what to look for. We are told to "settle for what you can get". If a man is breathing, grab him! Women are trained to believe that self-respect is self-ish. We are trained to accommodate a man.This "training" paves the way for a narcissist to step in and take control of a woman's life. We are trained to "lure" men into marriage, and then complain because the prince is really a frog. He was always a frog, but he was available. So unfair, for men as well as women. But, now, we need to open our eyes to see the erosion of our self-respect. We women need to stop being needy, we need to think, observe closely, the signs of narcissism that are there - try thinking, observing...But the best part of being married to a narcissist is that, now, nothing scares you. And you know when you die you won't go to Hell because you're already there. I am especially qualified to write this book since I married not one, but two narcissists!! I'm a slow learner. And needy. Very needy.And, I have learned it isn't just men who are narcissists - oh, no! Women, also, have their own style of controlling your life.Narcissism started 3 thousand years ago in the Old Testament, long before Women's Lib. Dust off your Bible, light a candle, that you may see the light.

After being oppressed since the dawn of Life, Women's Lib has unleashed the Cats from Hell. Here's the problem Women's Liberation created: Instead of traditional female bullying weapons of choice - snide remarks, contemptuous looks, derisive laughter, back stabbing - women emulate men in brain-dead bullying tactics of physical violence. Women want to be men. Violence feeds the press and the press feeds the violence. Violence has become pervasive. Women have turned to physical bullying to increase self-esteem. Here are two reasons how Women's Lib encourages: 1. The loss of identity; who are we now? Previous roles of mothers, wives, whipping boys, are no longer viable. It's New Woman vs True Woman- an agonizing inner struggle. True Woman sticks to old beliefs the same way my spaghetti sauce sticks to the kitchen ceiling - unsightly and hard to remove. She clashes with New Woman for the status quo. New Woman fights back to claim her place in the sun. Pointless. 2. Now, what do we do? So, as free women, how do we act? There are no models of freedom to show how to behave. Our models are men who based their leadership on force and subjugation of women. Women need to create new models. Subjugation each other is pointless and archaic. We need to stand tall - together, men and women.

The English language is a rich, useful collection of disparate sounds, misleading pronunciations and nightmarish spellings - you're not the problem - it's English!Suppose you want to look up the word, "myriad", you have no idea how to pronounce it. The dictionary says, "myr - i - ad" . What does that say? You're right! Absolutely nothing - you're stalled at square one.Try "EE zee" WORDS: myriad = "MEER ee aad" - you've got it! Quck and easy!Look at, "acquiesce" - how do you pronounce it? The dictionary says, "akwe es" - not helpful at all! Try "EE zee" WORDS: "aa kwee ESS" - so "EE zee"!The words in this dictionary are individually selected to increase, augment and clarify your verbal intelligence and facilitate your communication. Like it or not, you're judged by how well you can speak, how well you can communicate.Words sounding alike, yet very different, are paired for easy comparison and put in sentences. For example: "close", "close" "clothes": **close ("clothes", "close")*close (adjective) "KLOHSS" nearby, at hand----------The City Hall is close to the library - only a block away.Other forms: I feel closed in - smothered, suffocated*clothes (noun) "KLOHZ" apparel, what you have on to wear----------All her clothes are tailored for the best fit.*close (verb) "KLOHZ" to shut something, cover something up, seal----------Please close the door - I feel a draft.Other forms: closed, shut, closingAlso, words are labed, "positive" or "negative" to give you a "head's up" idea of the "flavor" of how to use the word.; such as: accost (verb, negative word) "ah KAWST" attack, confront----------They were accosted by bandits while on vacation.Other forms: only used as "accosted"Build up your vocabulary, build up self confidence with "EE zee" WORDS!"The limits of my language means the limits of my world" Ludwig Wittgenste

Women and men communicate in very different styles, and that's fine - we just need to know that! We women act "girlie, feminine," while men assume superiority, accept success as a right. Subservience is a strategy cave girls established to curry favor with small-brained, club wielding CEO's.

Yes. You have a Guardian Angel, always alert, always there in your time of need. Talk to your Angel, give thanks for the help and guidance during your life. There are no "coincidences", there is only Love for you, Love in every way, all ways. Be thankful.

Perhaps you might find yourself needing something so far off the beaten track that it becomes a challenge to find it - like a tea pot, but, not just any tea pot. Tea pots have to be just right. Not too big or too small. Big enough to manipulate easily, hold ample tea for two - twice, be graceful, made of china, easy to pour and not drip.And, of course, it has to be beautiful. That's the hard part - beautiful. The tea pot I loved got too small. Well actually, it always was small, but as time moved on I just needed a larger one. The search took years, many, many tea pots were regarded and rejected. Then, I found it. Seated on the top of a wire rack at the Salvation Army, was this imposing tea pot, rather large, quite round, and, decidedly arrogant. On the side was a painting of Blarney Castle surrounded by the lush, Irish countryside. I fell in love with it - $6.00 - a bit much for a used tea pot, but I made the investment. I find sipping a cup of hot tea is cheaper than whining to a psychiatrist.Over the past many years and the passing parade of Life's drama, the Blarney Castle tea pot has been the provider of the hot, calming brew to help assuage a heart damaged by the tides of Life. It has also been privy to raucous stories of a bride's First Night and the dilemma of a suitor's Mafia engagement to the wrong girl. These are true stories, memories of treasured friends. I live in that moment again with them, wrapped in the warmth of friendship, the comfort of their voice, to share in their sorrow or laugh about Life. The Blarney Castle teapot sits, silent and poised, ready to fill the cup of friendship yet again.Come, join us for a cup of hot tea, be a part of Life's drama, share your dreams, your disappointments and your adventures. We're here... the door is open...

So many choices. This reference guide has approximately 3,000 words convenient at your finger tips - and, it's fun! (no conjugations!)This custom-designed dictionary is specifically for English as a second language (or third, fourth...). It explains the tongue-twisting pronunciations and clears confusion of everyday, useful, as well as sophisticated words. Pronounce your chosen word; understand its nuances - negative or positive meanings, feminine only or for males only. It's comprehensible. Examples: **project ("project")*project (verb) "proh JEHKT" guess at some future goalI project that they will build many homes on that acreage.Other forms: projection (n)*project (noun) "PRAW jehkt" a concentration of buildings or goalThe project was a design for 12 houses and a one story school.propensity (noun) "proh PEHN sih tee" a natural talentWell, she has a propensity to act as the hostess; she's very gracious.Note: It's always said, "to have a propensity"**prophet (see "profit")So EE-Z to do!A brief history of intercultural communication problems is included.

We all grew up outside but not all of us grew up inside. We may have secondary characteristics that indicate physical maturity, but it's difficult to measure any secondary characteristics of emotional maturity, Emotional Intelligence. When you don't get that critical promotion, do you think it's because: you're a woman, you're Black, you're Asian, you're White, you're gay - you speak with an accent? Maybe it's because you're not qualified - or, immature! There are schools, tutors and programs to learn advanced calculus, but there's no school to teach maturity. We're left on our own to work that out but we're not always successful. Emotional maturity - Emotional Intelligence - is "street smarts," to immediately assess a situation, take control of it to our advantage and predict the end result. Know when it's smart to be smart and smart to play dumb. A high IQ is useless if you're controlled by emotion. But if you're controlled predominantly by intelligence you're a zombie, dead to life. Find a balance - select the right action for the right time.This book offers solutions, examples and guidance toward "street smarts" - Emotional Intelligence, to recognize problems and make successful life choices. "Emotional Intelligence is a strategy to get your own way and still have people like you." Franklin "The mark of an educated mind is one that can entertain a thought without accepting it." Aristotle "Emotional Intelligence is a heightened awareness of one's self in relationship to surrounding events." Anonymous"Change of thought makes your behavior changeChange of behavior makes your habits changeChange of habits makes your personality changeChange of personality makes your destiny change" Akio TaniiCONTENTSAll categories provide ways to change and improve problems by Emotional Intelligence EI DEFINITION RAISE YOUR EI LEVEL CATEGORIES OF EMOTION: FEAR, HATE, JEALOUSY, ANGER CONTROL YOUR ENVIRONMENT NEEDS VS WANTS CRITICISM STRESS AND EI IMPROVE SOCIAL SITUATIONS FORGIVENESS - ANOTHER FORM OF GUILT EI AT WORK ADVICERESOLVE CONFLICT

Just be Yourself - what a great idea! The search for Self started, in earnest, in the 1960's. But of course in that decade Enlightenment hit us like a whirlwind. The ancient beliefs of Yoga, TM, EST, Esalen, opium, weed, free love, down with Capitalism, up with Socialism, Existentialism, Baba Ram Das, Be here now.Viet Nam war protests, Black rights, Women's Rights, NOW, zoned out hippies, San Francisco State protests, Patty Hearst kidnap, blow up students' cars, smash store windows, Malcom X, Nixon resigns, Riot squads, police brutality, The Beatles, Grateful Dead, Smothers Brothers - it was a drama to please the gods!One friend left the City to find himself and he did! in New York City! I was happy for him. I hope to find my Self- I hope I'm in Monaco. But, is that Selfish? What about Other? Should I share Me, change my Self to make Other happy? or be true to my Self? Do I search for my Soul Mate? Or, let Karma be my guide?Well this book may help you find your Self - if you're lost. And, if you've found your Self, I hope it's in beautiful San Francisco. I'll meet you there for a chilled crab salad and a chilled martini at Fisherman's Whar

See the world through a child's eyes, simple, profound and uncluttered with the daily complexities of adulthood. Yes, everyone loves daisies. Some words do go-on-and-on. Think back to your childhood, what did you see? Remember? What did you think about, what was new in your moments of discovery, the moments of curiosity...it's all magic in a child's eyes. Go back to the magic of your childhood, how you saw life then; what do you remember? What thoughts do you treasure? Take a moment every day to be a child again, see the world new, fresh and wonder-full.

After years of pondering the improbability of the story of Adam and Eve, I have done considerable research into how human life was formed on this planet. Well, I still don't know exactly, but ancient lore from many sources seems to dovetail into this somewhat reasonable explanation.There were two "Adams" - twins, both men. One went off to become Lilith who then morphed into Diana the Huntress. Eve was created from Adam's rib to be a witless companion to Adam. Lilith, on the other hand, was free to run her own life, independent and willful. She had no interest in domesticity.To me, these two female models explain why some women prefer to live happily with their family and other females choose to happily pursue a more adventuresome lifestyle. And, since Adam was androgynous, it seems many men have the same inclination as women - some happy in marriage and some happy sailing the seven seas.My conclusion is that, yes, we were created by a superior being and our task is to live in peace appreciating what gifts we each have.

"Melanie married Bruce, twice, for security. Then, years later, Bruce left her for a younger woman, but now wants Melanie back. Melanie wants...revenge. "Yes," she smiled that slow, twisted smile only spurned women can do. "Bruce wants me back, but I want...revenge. How sweet it is..."

How many "meanings" does Life have? Are so many books, so many approaches, solutions, patched-up words, religion-du-jour - all for the erudite, the philosophical seeker, or perhaps for the humble pilgrim? Or are they only dried weeds that scatter under the crunch of our travel-worn sandals as we stumble on a road less taken?How many ways of teachings, to date, have we watched parade by our ringside seat only to fall in a heap at the bottom of Life's recycle bin? Will they be resurrected and re-christened some esoteric, undecipherable New Age babble to further clutter the human mind? More pot holes on the Path of Life? More road signs pointing go East by West?Not everyone is an erudite, philosophical seeker. Some of us are just somewhat normal people hoping to get through today without too many stumbles. We hope there is Meaning to guide us through the shadows on our path.My old Neapolitan grandmother, MamaLena, would stroll through her modest garden and fill her welcoming apron with Nature's bounty for dinner. As a two year old, I followed her through the aromatic foliage chewing on a string bean. Then we sat, in peace, shelling peas, a calming meditation. Time to think, to wonder at the Meaning of Life. Nothing to distract us from the caress of silence and the comfort of each other.The "Meaning of Life", is so obvious, so simple, how can we not see it, touch it, laugh and cry about it? Can "Meaning" be conveyed in words? How can you explain the taste of a sun-kissed, fresh tomato?Are we lost? Or, are we on a walk to a place where we can sit, together, quietly and crack walnuts?

When you first arrive at this planet, you get someone's full attention. You cry, they feed you. You cry, they pick you up. You cry, they change your diapers...Hey! this is a good deal! All you have to do is cry and you get what you want. Until...One day you cry and nothing happens. You cry louder, longer, and you hear words that say, "Not right now. Mommy's busy - give me a minute."What! "Not now...? What does that mean? You don't love me, you don't want me!" Confidence in your personal power is doomed - you no longer rule the world!In the nursery you're playing with a red ball when suddenly a big person took it away and gave it to someone else. You cried, no one cared. Your world ended there. You realized you're not important, someone else is. No, not you. Your feelings are hurt - forever... you lost your ball and self-confidence.At that moment you learned you were weak, powerless. You gave too much credibility to others and too little to yourself. And, now you have to learn to see more accurately the strengths and weaknesses of yourself and others.How does it all start - this lack of self esteem, this lack of self-confidence...? What triggered it? Reflect on your life. Are you happy? Are you doing what you want to do, or, what you have to do? Or, what you're told to do?Do you have any idea of how many ways there are to lose your self-confidence - even if you don't have any yet? There are myriad opinions of others, "Why don't you try...", "I think you should...", "But I think...," "Are you really going to do, say, wear, that?" "Well, uh, ...you look ok...," ...all day every day, in some way, you're undermined. Awareness of your behavior and that of others is your best defense to build inner strength. This book provides real time situations, practical strategies to strengthen - and appreciate - your self and your self-confidence.

Is there a quota on miracles? If so, we're 'way over our share. This is the story of Mary, her two major accidents, the hundreds of people who came from everywhere to help her, especially the visits of Angels from the other side. And, it's the story of her twin, Melodie, their telepathic communication, a lot of fun and many, many tears. Myself, I'm the one that sews the Seams of Life of when they're torn by Fate, and pick up what scraps of Self I can get along the way.Every word is true. I couldn't make this stuff up. You might call this book a paean, a song of praise for the force of Love, unseen, yet tangible. Tangible love that exudes from the hearts and minds of our souls, Love Incarnate, our basic nature.

Bullies always have been and always will be. Maybe they're damaged beings who relate to the world by brute force -"Get them before they get me." Or, maybe they're lost souls who have never had a chance to feel love. Or, maybe they're just evil beings created to ruin your life.It doesn't matter. You're not Jeanne D'Arc, nor are you Dr. Lister. You're not necessarily here to save the world of pain and social ills. You've got all you can do to get through Life as well as you can. So, there are many ways you can lift yourself up from the strangle-hold of bullies. There are many ways to - gently - remove yourself from the agony of physical and mental stress. You can sit back, focus, think on what happened, and maybe why it happened. Learn to prepare ahead for stormy weather.Let's begin with you.What are you doing to bring this on? Did you do something to encourage this sickening treatment? "ME! I didn't do anything!" Maybe yes, maybe no. Learn possible ways we invite bullying and how to offset it. Bullies often torment certain people because it's so easy. Above all, be good to yourself and as good as possible to others. As you grow older, life does get easier, you get wiser, but it helps to have a firm under-standing of yourself, and others.

Is there is a quota on miracles? If so, I'm 'way over my share. This is the story of Mary, her two major accidents, the people who came from everywhere to help her - phone operators, doctors, nursing staff, pastors and their churches, the Rabbi and his congregation, priests and their congregations, friends, musicians, the visions, the visits from the spirits on the other side and visits from the people "up there" - extra terrestrials - every word is true - I couldn't make this stuff up. It is just in recent years, when I look back on our life-path do I clearly see the extraordinary sequence of events. Many of my friends cannot accept the miracles; they prefer the term "coincidence." How many life-altering "coincidences" does one have in a life-time? Truth is stranger than fiction.

As a professional woman you're under scrutiny. You make rapid decisions, relate to associates above you, below you and beside you. Every moment you're "on" - stage center. It's imperative to make responsible evaluations for your image and corporate success.As in any endeavor, there are tricks to the trade. This book provides shortcuts in communication, understand what's expected of you, accurate decisions, understand what people "mean" - not always what they say. Do YOU mean what you say?Translate body language and non verbal communication (they're not the same!); recognize what holds you back from that promotion: Your voice? Making decisions? Your temper? Too friendly...? Too "girlie?" Understand secrets of networking.Successful people have: Eye contact, "professional" voice, "professional" outfit - tailored, hair off your face... no professional men drape hair over their eyes, cascading down their shoulders - they're "all business." They focus on what they do and say, not their looks. This book focuses on professional communication for professional women.

VOICE PEARLSOur voice is who we are.It is the carrier of our ideas and feelings.It is our first means of communication, andso it is that through our voice art and beautyare spoken.The first little word of a child, or the passionatesinging of a song - all this is heard by the ear, understood by the mind, and felt by the heart.Therefore it is obvious that we need totake care of our voiceand treat it with utmost attentionAnon.The sound of your voice speaks loudly as to your state of mind, your state of health... are you shy, anxious, tired, bored, ill, distressed or happy...? The sound of your voice tells all your secrets - the words mean nothing. This book guides you to send the right message to your listeners. Know how to control your secret messages. As always, thank you! Carolyn

This is a love story about an Italian family, the Membrino's, who came on the boat direct from Naples to Boston to Fitchburg, Massachusetts - Salem Street, Orazio and Pasqualina Membrino, with five little ones in tow - four girls and one boy. They arrived just before the Great Depression, lived for the welfare of each other and were devoted to each other. Devout Catholics, not afraid of the Irish priest, not afraid of hard work, and, like all true Italians argued over who's spaghetti sauce was the best.Who were they? Nobody. What did they do? They were one family of immigrants woven into the vital fabric of America in the last century. America! Land of Opportunity, Land of Family - long before the word "togetherness," was invented - we were it. They are my family, the Membrino's: Pascualina (MamaLena = Mamali) and Orazio Membrino."Pascualina" refers to the commemoration of the Lamb as we celebrate at Easter, the Pascual Lamb. And "Orazio" means "prayers" in general, but more like the answer to a prayer.As time moved on, the Membrino daughters became: Giuseppina (Josephine) Solomito, Mary Morley, Rose Cummings, Fiorina (Lena) Franklin, Anna Sprowson (the only "American") and the cherished son, Carmen. Besides the Church (mass was in Italian), they lived for food, the best there was at that time, simple, nutritious, delicious - and habit forming. It wasn't "fast food," it was "all-day cooking food." But there was "tasting" in the interim - is it done yet? No, just a little more time... and, it was "all you could eat" - even for the Beagle, (Hunter) "Huntah." No one was overweight. With no car, we walked everywhere. Walked and visited with the neighbors as we went by. Often they would yell out the window and everyone had a moment to say "Hello..."Later we had moved to California and I was home for a visit after an absence of 7 years. I was walking down tree-lined Salem Street, and from a window, up under elm branches, someone yelled, "Hey! Ain't you Lena Membrino's daughter?" I yelled back, "Yes!" - end of the news flash for that day. This is a cookbook of my family's recipes, just as we did them then - all originals, including the conversations. Vegetables fresh from the black soil of Mamali's backyard garden, "free range" chicken on Sunday and apple pie if you have room - and, you'd better have room! The recipes should be made with love, eaten lustily with wine and loud conversation - "a tavola", laughter and arguments between Republicans and Democrats. A time to enjoy family and as many friends as drop by.

'Way back in 1968 for a Psychology Class I decided to write a paper on teen age prostitutes thinking that I would find a reason for this social trend, this question-able choice of lifestyle. Why would young girls go to those dark, hostile streets and rent their body, mind and soul, to anyone?Living on the street is a dangerous, haphazard life. One minute a girl has a "home" the next day she's sleeping in doorways again. Do these girls, these "children", not understand the danger they're in?In my naiveté I assumed there was a solution to the teen prostitution problem - I had a solution - so simple. Why didn't anyone think of this before!Gather up the girls, explain the danger, disgrace and futility of life on the streets. Of course they would understand, then return home to Mom and Dad and safety.But, I didn't know the real reason, lurking in the darkness, for their flight from home. After many years working with teen inmates, now I know their story. My heart aches for their loss of youth and innocence - not their choice of life.Today, my enthusiasm for hope, for change, is buried in the Valley of the Shadow of Death. I do fear evil, - the evil is pervasive and insidious. But, it's not the men who rent girls' bodies, the evil is much closer to home - incest!My initiation as a 4 years old girl: I looked up at the men surrounding the toilet, they were dead silent. Their eyes were focused on me in an unspoken agreement among themselves as to what I should learn. With my father tight holding my hand as they all urinated, I watched their stinking yellow liquid bubble and foam in the brown stained bowl.I learned...what evil is. I learned...men are evil. But, I am fully aware, as I grit my teeth, men are not totally to blame. There's Mommy's implicit permission. So, to protect myself, I killed myself. I died when I was 4 years old.This book explains why incest will never be stopped or taken seriously - never.Unless...

In almost all cultures males have been elevated to be all-powerful, all- knowing, imputed with attributes of a god, a burden far beyond mortal abilities; a heavy load to carry - it's unfair.The term "man-kind" puts the collective concept of "male" as dominant, in control of all hu-mans, in control of bodies and minds - an overwhelming responsibility. All hu-mans are perceived as "man"- kind, but in reality, we are males and fe-males, men, wom-men (womb-men). No hu-man is all powerful nor all-knowing. Daily, momentarily, society expects a man to make right decisions, have the right answers at hand. He's supposed to understand tax laws, how to fix the plumbing, fix the car, hit a homer, be a well-paid executive and a patient, caring, all-wise Dad and husband. This happens only on TV.This perception of omnipotence of "man" is a burden - unrealistic. When a man seems "incompetent" - mortal, he's labeled "failure", "loser". Society covers up this perceived "failure" by sympathy, "Well, he's a good man anyway," "Well, he didn't have a chance," "Well, we need to be more patient..." We're chaffing the wound, encouraging division. Women, on the other hand, are encouraged, expected to set their needs aside to accommodate the man. When they don't, both men and women perceive that independence as selfish and society becomes antagonistic - we take sides, divide.C. S. Lewis in "Mere Christianity", suggests humans were created with a built-in sense of right and wrong. The expression varies with the culture, but the sense is innate in all cultures. This sense is based in the need to cooperate, so the species will survive. Plato and Aristotle said the same thing, i.e., "Let's get along...it's the right thing."However, the media encourages division and antagonism between males and fe-males; we're not cohesive - we're "us" against "them", divided by race, gender, politics, religion and nationality. This is profitable for the media but destructive to cultures and families. We cannot survive divided.Perhaps the basic dividing factor is religion, not "God". Organized religion is often warped; it teaches that "man", solely, is the representative of God. The "man" assumes control of all life. "Woman" is perceived as inferior. She is then forcibly en-cumbered by pregnancy, so she is easily controlled.Let's dispel the myth that God is a man and a man is God. It ain't necessarily so... Each man needs inner peace, self-appreciation, - all attributes of Popeye, an endearing, homely, self-accepting, individual. Popeye is Everyman - every "hu-man". Since this book is written for men I'll be talking directly to them to explain men's behavior from a woman's point of view. No doubt this view will be skewed; any clarifying, exchange of perception, is welcome. We need each other.

There's a direct connection between welfare and crime, and by extension police brutality. The cost of welfare, and membership in that life style continually increases, thus the costs from welfare-related crimes increases. And by extension police brutality increases. Law enforcement gets more brutal from sheer exasperation, exhaustion. But the real cost is in the waste of time and talent of the "disadvantaged" population that should be put to good use. Idle hands are the Devil's work-shop. Being that I am a Yankee, we were taught never to waste anything - especially manpower. We're taught, "If you have nothing to do, find something to do and do it!" Welfare recipients seem to have empty time on their hands, and the jail population as a captive audience, has nothing but time. To a Yankee, wasted time is an abhorrence. I propose we give them some memorable experiences that will deter recidivism - we'll put them in school - jail school. The jail school will teach irregular Latin verbs, manners, arithmetic, Irish dance and geography. Those girls who have a collection of fathers for their children will have their children placed in foster care. With their minds and time free, the girls could attend school and also have job training. They need to learn a skill that can be done in an upright position.And, really, I'm serious!

As an attorney you're an actor, stage center, the lead role in a life drama. And, now, in court, the moment you dread, you step into the spotlight - you're on! Your mouth is dry, sweaty hands - memory blanks out - your feet won't move ...stage fright hits hard. This is normal. Most people are not born performers. As an attorney your role requires you to appear calm in the spot light, stage center - but, what if you make a mistake....? How can you look good? Here's how: Learn strategies of actors who live through "stage fright" - use their method's that convince you to believe them. As an attorney your role is to act calm, trustworthy, in control - your clients must believe in you.Techniques to manage: stage fright, shaky voice, gestures, breathing, sweating, blank mind, dry throat, bathroom needs, and handle distractions are simplified. Here are suggestions what to wear in court - the best "costume" for that audience. Subtle strategies - eye contact, voice inflection to influence the court and frustrate the opposition - all exceed audience expectations.The issue of gender, male and female attorneys, needs to be addressed. The public doesn't see you as "attorneys" - they see males and females - the role is the same, but the acting - the delivery - is different.There are "tricks" only a man can use to influence the court and, at times, female attorneys have impressive leverage. Use all the advantages you can! I've been there; I've done it - as an opera singer. You think presenting a case is hard? Try hitting a high C in front of a thousand critics and know you'll die if you miss! Everything in this book - control nerves for a stellar performance - works!

Our beautiful, God-given country, America, is fast following the lemmings into the swamp. Our children are dumbed down by the school system, the vacuous drug-pushing media and our Three Ring government. Depression rules. We blame guns on the shooter, not our lack of parental guidance. We're confused by the prevalence of child-suicide, who's to blame? The crime rate ever increases, stabbings, drive-by shootings, 7-11 robberies, child abuse...?It's not what's "going on," it's what's NOT going on: Decency, ethics, parenting. The media controls us, "Take a pill, take another..." "You're too fat! You're too thin! You don't measure up!" Social media, a disease rotting the minds of our children. Fast foods are rotting the bodies of youngsters. Fodder for the anti Christ!So, who's to blame? Christians. Yes, Christians! Where in hell are you? We know better! God gave us this country to be help to those in need, especially the waste land of the inner cities, people "disadvantaged, minimal education, insufficient medical care, children, hungry, abandoned. Gangs stand-in for 'families'" - Why are you Christians sending missionaries to Zimbabwe? Niger? Algiers? Why not Detroit? Chicago? Oakland? Beaumont? Minneapolis? New Orleans? Nashville? Anchorage.........? Answer me! March into the inner cities of America and lift the lost souls up the Light of Love.

There are two steps to Social Suicide: 1. Welfare "Free money" is an addiction; like any drug, the money and assistance are never enough. Society cannot support the exponential increase in the cost of welfare and especially an increase of babies born to single girls. This expenditure takes a heavy toll on monies needed for the elderly and ill. Also we "Haves" are unwittingly destroying the self esteem of welfare recipients by doling money instead of education and independence. 2. "Us" against "Them" We are dividing people by labeling them "Hispanic," "African American" and "Native American." We are a nation of Us against Them. If we are a nation of "us" then why are these people identified as "other?" For America to survive, welfare must change, social divisions must end. This book provides the way. Suicidal Socialism (or Suicidalism) is the downward spiral into extinction when a society, in its efforts to be good to its downtrodden and poor, consumes its own seed-corn, or regenerative resources. As in Rome, dictators offered citizens free bread and circuses. Venezuela, the dictator offered citizens free gasoline for their cars. In efforts to assuage their populations' increasing demands for "free stuff" resources are nationalized, and entrepreneurial activity is killed. It is the hammer of government regulation combined with the pruning sickle of initiative. The Russian Politburo under Brezhnev posted signs: "Initiative will be punished". Government by diktat lead to the downfall of the Soviet Union. The downfall of Venezuela and North Korea are inevitable. Margaret Thatcher said: "The trouble with Socialism is that pretty soon you run out of other people's money." (John Prince 2018)

If God is: All Powerful, All Knowing, Creator of All Things, Eternal, The Beginning and The End, Father of All, Ever Was and Ever Will Be, Designer of Karma, Destiny, Punishment, Forgiveness, Damnation, Repentance, Salvation, Unconditional Love, Hell, and, Free Will, what are we here for? What is our purpose, we humans? What, on earth, does God want with us? Entertainment! Of course! War! of course! The ultimate entertainment! Without war what adventure would we prepare for, get excited about, recover from, commiserate over, fear, lament, record innumerable written records of the strategies, discuss the warped perceptions of the Other Side, the wins, the defeats, the sorrows, the history books, history classes, Monday Morning Quarterbacks, souvenirs - no end to the possibilities for occupation and entertainment! WWI, "The Great War", had just ended, the rifles had hardly cooled, but there was again serious talk of trouble with Germany. Headlines in newspapers and movie newsreels blasted military music while soldiers marched in mechanical precision, on the screen. Swastika flags dominated the movies. They filled every scene with the ominous zig-zag of evil intention waiting in the wings. As a child I'd ask, "Why do we have war?" The response was, "Because, it's the way things are". Ever since I could think or reason, I have been asking, "Why? Why are things the way they are?" And someone would casually respond, "Because that's the way they are." That made no sense at all. Are things "the way they are", or do we people expect, encourage, connive, plan, provide, celebrate and rejoice in the "way they are" - or the way we "make them are"? Is war "the way they are"? Or, do we lust for excitement, blood, pathos, drama, suspension and snappy uniforms? - and profits? War is our excuse. Somewhere along the Road of Life it was impressed upon us that we have free will...? Really? If so, do we freely create war? Is that our will? Is famine our will? Communicable diseases? Poverty? Suffering? Grief - our will? My will?Just whose will are we talking about? Are tiny, colorful military flags, lined up in dress-order, flying in formation, over individual graves at a memorial acreage, a poignant marker of mass deaths, mass dedication, mass sacrifice, a statement of someone's will? It certainly appears so. None of the above is available on the big screen of Life unless we, the people, have a hand in the design and execution of mayhem. And, bank robberies, child molesting, wife battering, murder, animal cruelty - are these side attractions for the barkers to promise additional fun? Is this the result of Free Will? or God's will? Is God our Father, or are we cut loose to do what comes naturally?Once, in a class at my church, we were asked, "What is the best lesson you have learned from the Bible?" One man smiled and said, "I know God is watching me." I was asked what I thought of his comment. I said, "God is watching you? What good is that? I watch an ant on the sidewalk - and then I step on it." Dead silence.

"We have met the enemy and she is us." to paraphrase Garfield (Walt Kelly). This current surge for women's recognition, support and respect, will fade away the same as all the other women's attempts at reform, an awakening, clear thinking, intelligent discourse and common sense. For every woman who understands that "equality" does not mean "control," "oppression," "hatred" and "rejection," many other women think we're bitter man haters, lesbians, unfulfilled, frigid, deranged and socially warped. When the President of the United States can stand in front of hundreds of women, ridicule one of "us," make a fool of one of "us," (Dr. Ford) and the women in the audience, applaud, cheer him on - what does that tell you about our opinion of women! Our selves! You! Our covert opinion of our own worth! When a woman complains about a man annoying her, a common response - from other women is, "You just don't understand him..." Meaning, women aren't "fair" to the men; we need to try to understand them... sacrifice ourselves...be nice...be sweet...in other words talk down to men. When you talk "down" to someone, you talk "down" to yourself. How does that gain us respect? But, if, as a woman, you believe you're not getting the respect you deserve, let's find out what you may be doing "wrong." It's possible you are your own problem. As we go through this book let's count the ways we women could improve, and by default, lift up society - respect ourselves.