Giving is Healthier than Selling
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I, like many, have had my share of jobs and businesses over the years after leaving high school and venturing out on my own. Much later I started to understand the whole educational system was not to educate me on all there was to know about the known world but rather to teach me the rules of the arena of competition and how to live in the game created for us by the dark cabal. My passion as a child was aviation and flying aircraft. I must have had something to do with flying in prior lives because of how I was drawn to it and my love for it.
I served in the Air Force from 1973-1977 to further my association with my passion. After spending a year in very hot and humid Thailand the U.S. government felt bad for me so to make it up they sent me to Sault Ste. Siberia (Marie) Michigan. That was to balance the over 100 degree heat with high humidity in southeast Asia since in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan they had only two seasons of winter and winter is coming. We were fortunate since the mercury did not go below twenty degrees below zero like it did in Minnesota where they saw forty degrees below zero at times. While I was there I found a flight school at the local airport and I used my VA benefits to get all my professional pilot ratings. Since I wanted to be able to be around the people that were flying and be part of that world I went to the owner and asked him if I could wash his airplanes and I would be happy to do it for free. He said sure be my guest and I started showing up after work cleaning airplanes. That lead to pumping fuel, snow plowing the runways, mowing grass, helping the mechanics, and anything that needed done at the airport. In time I was given a title of assistant airport manager. I remember during this time I told him that I was the happiest I had ever been in my life. He in turn gave me every break he could in aviation which lead to me flying the president of US Steel at the age of 20 among many other opportunities. After getting out of the Air Force I went to work for him and was put on the payroll instead of for free. At that time we were best friends but within a year we separated because we had grown to very much dislike each other when he had to pay me whether he could or not and I had to do everything and more that was needed whether I could or not. It became about the money for him having to pay me and me having to make the money to pay the bills and always needing more.
My father was an excellent mechanic and owned a garage in Ohio where I am from. I watched him as a child for years excel in his profession but struggle as a businessman. In order for him to do what he loved he had to keep the doors open by turning a profit and not go into the red. His problem like most of us was he did not want to compete in the auto arena against larger shops that were focused on profit with accountants and marketing people. Their jobs were to put people like my father out of business because there was only so many slices of pie in the pan and that was the only way for them to grow. This put my father and others like him in a defensive position to just stay open which required more time and effort to stay competitive.
We saw the results of this kind of thing as children with my dad having to put more hours in at work and then even having my mother work there also. That put more stress in their lives which in turn resulted in less time with us doing family things that did not involve the shop. Some of the other downsides to this kind of living were the harshness of my parents to each other when the financial stress became unbearable at times. When you are young, parents are the smart ones that do everything right and then you see your heroes doing it all wrong. We, of course, became at times the brunt of that kind of frustration that our parents went through. We have all seen the other outcomes of this stress in the forms of alcohol, drugs, and suicide. The stress of having enough money and taking care of a family when the only way to do it was to remain competitive. In time I saw my father hate the shop and wanted to spend less time there. Since we lived on a farm he would spend whatever extra time he had growing acres of corn and a very large garden. That was not done to make money but as something he loved to do and he never tired of that so the farm was he release and joy.
After I left Michigan I worked a number of different jobs and finally ended up working for a company that flew under the call sign of Air Ohio. They had a number of corporate aircraft that were used to fly many CEO’s, authors, movie stars, rock bands, and just about any VIP. When I started there it was a joy because I had missed what I loved to do and was back into flying again everyday going to many different places flying some very interesting people. At that time there were a number of aviation companies trying to grow and become dominate in that arena. I saw that stress show up in our management as they constantly were looking for ways to get more from us and pay us less and still comply with the regulations. That stress of course came down to us in the form of always having to fly night and day and still be legal. It got to the point when my pager would go off my whole nervous system would react to it as I knew I had to drop whatever I was doing and get to the airport ASAP. As the competition really started to heat up my boss would make quips to us that pilots were a dime a dozen and if we ever shut the pager off that we could and would be replaced. Once again I found myself hating what I did since it was the master of my life and my destiny.
The day came when I refused to fly an airplane that I knew to be unsafe. My D.O. (Director of Operations) called me in and told me that if I would not fly everything they had that I would not fly anything they had and was let go. I shook my head wondering what to do and in a series of events got hired by a company out of Hartford CT. called Corporate Air. That was a good thing because they had very high standards and flew new equipment not to mention they never compromised any regulations. It was the best job I ever had flying in professional aviation until the day I got the call a few days before Christmas that UPS was not going to renew a contract they had with them and my route was going to be dropped and at the first of the year I would be laid off. So once again my passion for flying pushed me to have to do something keep going and still be able to eat.
That was about the time I went into business for myself and learned that while I may not do what I loved to do I would learn how to become very competitive and never go without again and the guy that just loved to fly got his arena education, went into business, and learned how to make a lot of money. After I made enough money I bought my own airplane, a Piper Arrow IV, that I used to further my business and my love of flying became a tool to make me even more competitive. While it was indeed flying, I very much missed flying into Burke Lakefront Airport in the mornings with my co-pilot and picking up our passengers for that day whether it be the U.S Marshall Service, or the mayor of Cleveland, or just anyone that simply needed to get from point A to B. My greatest joy was in getting whomever it was to their destination quickly, safely, and efficiently, which was different because that flying was for someone else instead of for me. Since leaving the arena of working for money my small flight school, I started, is once again a joy because I fly to help others get what they want and am in love with aviation again doing what I started out doing without the competition.
I am so pleased with the hope we get from the SaLuSa messages along with others because the day everyone has to compete with each other in the arena to live is coming to an end and we will be able to pursue our true passions and not do it for the money but because giving to help others will be the order of the day. Lives will be lived again with joy, marriages will not be marred with the stress of money and families will not be harmed because of the great stress put on everyone to “make it”.
Let there be peace on earth and it just can’t come soon enough to end the insanity of commerce and trying to win only to make others lose.
Nicholas Grachanin




October 7, 2010 am31 5:04 pm
“More Jobs” and the Post-Peak-Oil World
by Jan Lundberg
What was required for the growing economy that was supposed to uplift all of modern humanity is at root a false notion for the manipulated public: the overwhelming majority must work for others to enrich the few so that all of society benefits through unlimited expansion. This problematic profit scheme is failing to hold up, what with general economic uncertainty on the rise (apart from “Hope” ) and the advanced depletion of easily extracted, cheap oil.
To put even greater pressure on our bankrupt (in so many ways) system, the ecological crisis is knocking at the door ever more threateningly, demanding not mere policy adjustments but a radically different approach to treating the Earth and all its people and species.
The system for unrestrained greed would have long ago been abolished as unnecessary and unfair but for the population-management advantage of divide-and-conquer competition. One can seek refuge in, “I’m not greedy, I just want a middle class life and I work hard for it.” This dream is less and less tenable for the majority. One may as well espouse peace while unquestioningly buying increasingly subsidized gasoline, as profitable wars recur or rage on — even though the oil will be running out.
Employment has pay-offs but they are unreliable and uneven, depending how easily satisfied a regimented individual or family chooses to be. Ultimately we have seen that society’s approval of greed is shown by the legal funneling of unrestricted wealth to the influential top. However, we refuse to stop feeding the process when we retain our highest faith in more laws, elections and “Hope.” Demanding more jobs as a solution to our problems is unimaginative and only exacerbates a fatally flawed system. Look around, is it getting better? Have brakes been applied to truly gross profit-taking and the corruption that goes with it? Hardly.
The emperor has no clothes — nor adequate oil to keep the mass materialist illusion going. Calling for more employment is a beggar’s cry when the stores of food are low and the promise of prosperity is empty.
Even if the current dismal state of affairs and blind clinging to the status quo were somehow acceptable, a return to growth to create improved lives for everyone willing to work (or able to find it) is no longer feasible.
With the departure of cheap, abundant energy upon the peaking of oil extraction — the engine of the economy’s expansion — work as we know it is going by the wayside. This will bring about liberation for a high proportion of the population, if not everyone, and more importantly see our natural environment become our partner rather than our exploited victim. For this to take place while we still have a chance to salvage what we need for a livable planet, collapse of the corporate economy — the global-warming machine — must be embraced and accelerated. There is a better way to live, starting with survival.
*The not-so-illustrious history of work*
The dominance of work, like so many aspects of Western Civilization and its economy, is seldom discussed openly beyond disorganized griping. For we are asked as good citizens to not question the idea of work. Indeed, we are required not to question it. Jobs are sacrosanct. However, that belief may be part of the old paradigm that is being ushered out as the pace of change keeps up.
Hard work has been relatively recently been enshrined as a natural obligation, while it conveniently maintains the state and its ruling elite. For the vast majority of people, work invariably confers no equity stake in the enterprise or product. Whether it’s called civic participation or a right, or whether it is as Nazi Germany depended on it (Arbeit), work as we know it is an acquired trait and a recent phenomenon in human experience — that is, when it is a form of evolved slavery for the masses of people. Perhaps 99% of our time on Earth has been as hunter-gatherers, habitually spending on average much less time on what could be called work, compared to members of agricultural and industrial societies.
By recognizing work as forced, and not particularly kind for the body, spirit, or the Earth, we can regard work as linked to overcrowding — or overpopulation. A large, hard-working population produces surpluses, fueling more population, especially with technology to help. We are now overdosed on technology applied regardless of consequences. Doing more work isn’t going to help if it’s to cater to endless growth or to further technology for its own sake. It’s like digging a hole deeper for no good purpose. To differentiate between such work and purposeful, voluntary activity that benefits the whole community, we can create a designation that means the work is vital and widely appreciated: “Chosen Work.” Chork, anyone?
The use of machines and the production and consumption of mined and refined, toxic materials can be summed up as an unnatural and oppressive punishment: carried out for the generation of others’ vast profit. The Industrial Age saw a hard fight for basic human rights to be recognized, thanks largely to the union movement. But these gains were not completely fulfilled, and work was still barely questioned. Technology was supposed to save time and deliver us from drudgery, but it turned out to cost jobs and take up more of our time at the expense of human interaction and communion with nature. When a labor movement only takes the brutal edge off overwork, there are still a lot of struggling workers or former workers with basic needs unmet. Unfortunately, the U.S., among other places, does not utilize resources such as tax funds in such a way for most people to enjoy decent social services. Rebudgeting the funded priorities would take care of almost all our problems, if this could really be attempted, except for the fact that the generating of surpluses engenders wealth, greed and ecological destruction.
*Living first, working second*
Work as a vestige of slavery does not mean any enterprise or business must automatically involve exploitation and pollution. Between friends and neighbors — in a close community — there can be more material reward for the ring leader who may have conceived of the enterprise and who put in the most work. This would be Voluntary Work or Chosen Work for all concerned, as opposed to Desperate Work.
Despite industrial society’s imperative to work our lives away, the involuntary-unemployed level is at a near historic high. There has indeed been hardship caused by the “Great Recession.” But we must question solutions that offer only more of the same, even if the “solutions” are from critics of the White House and Wall Street. Aside from the impossibility of constant economic expansion and full employment in an overpopulated, energy-constrained world, how we live our lives deserves to be re-evaluated: as if freedom and more efficient, sensible and ecological ways of living are up and running right now.
Workers are really trying to obtain the necessities of life and to enjoy a bit of leisure. They aren’t truly in need of devoting the best part of their lives at machines or in cubicles or behind the fast-food counters. Instead they want and need to secure their food, shelter, clothing and heat for survival and a decent life. As parents they almost all would like to be the ones to raise their children rather than see it done by institutions or day care mills (which are costly). Many workers would like not to have to put in time at a job in order to pay for a car habit mainly for getting to work. A labor union, even a scrappy and gutsy one, isn’t likely to buck the model of isolating family members or take a stand against car culture — let alone question employment in favor of a local-economy, mutual-aid barter society, a.k.a. the gifting economy.
The dollars for one’s basic “living cost” aren’t themselves the point of today’s work, but rather they are to obtain what the dollars buy. Traditional societies obtained the essentials from nature and from communal cooperation. Considering climate destabilization and the potential for greater global devastation from war, the society we need must center on the community’s providing essentials from the local ecosystem. For that to work, egalitarian social structures are necessary. They involve a different kind of work — shall we say, living — that is, tribal or ecovillage living, trade via sailboats, and all manner of collective organizing
Trying to achieve freedom from the employment-syndrome and the capitalists’ grip is not a pipe dream. For if enough people do not buy corporate items, and money is kept in the local economy, this can demolish the corporatocracy and put infamous greed into the ashcan of history. Localism also creates community relationships to co-produce and trade for the food, shelter, clothing and heat that people need. If this strategy is called unrealistic, because people will “always” buy distantly made corporate products or accept any job-job, that doesn’t wash — for petrocollapse will soon take down consumerism and the high-entropy employers as well as bring about bioregional, community-oriented economics.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L53gjP-TtGE
~ZionCalling888