Adonis Diaries

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Confronting a most difficult decision


In those two years of wandering within his Empire, The Imperial Monarch had to reorganize his army and civil administration before attempting a hazardous decision that might take him far away and for many years from his base.  The first impulse of Artax was to pursue Iskandar and then lead personally the Macedonian trained divisions.  The problem was that Iskandar had already crossed the Khyber Pass and was ascending toward Kashmir, a very high altitude region covered with snow most of the year.  Arlax reflected that his army was too spoiled for these kinds of exertions and physical hardship; his only hope was for the Macedonian trained divisions to rebuff Iskandar insanity and backtrack toward Afghanistan.  Once again God satisfied the wishes of his Son and the officers of Iskandar refused to climb any higher and preferred a descending maneuver.

This timing of the refusal to continue was wrong: snow was melting and it was advisable to linger a month or two more for better terrain conditions.  Iskandar resumed his climbing with a few hundreds of his tribe warriors; he reasoned that his army would follow him by taking this bold decision but it didn’t work.  Actually, Iskandar preferred a modest but independent life in harsh weather than facing military court martial.

Artax started his journey north, sort of within his borders as he was told.  The idea was to initiate his troops to a climate comparable to Kashmir.  Suddenly they were amid the steppe.  Soldiers who were familiar to the desert south of Persia claimed that it was a desert with a twist; the weather was much colder and there animals lived there.  One particular mammal looked like an oversized goat with a donkey-like face and functioning like donkeys but with heavy, thick and long hair.  It was fun for a while capturing and mating these lovely and hard working specimen.

A scholar advised the Son-God Incarnate that if they advance a little forward then they might reach what is currently known as the North Pole. The idea of planting the Imperial standards at the farthest point up north was excellent but needed further reflection. 

Artax to cross over the Old World


Artax decision was firm; His army is to be smaller and lighter of any superfluous encumbrances.  Wives and concubines are not to follow the officers, much less the soldiers and cavalry.  The number of Imperial palanquins was to be reduced to the bare minimum and so many other traditional requirements that the personnel in management were so nerve wracked that their energy stopped flowing to their brains.  How to begin the re-design of the organization of this peculiar army? What are the specifications? There were too many unsolvable questions and nobody to refer to for even general resolution.  It was out of question to bother the Son-God Incarnate for details and the right hands of the Monarch, oh how numerous and redundant, never dared to approach the Monarch for further clarifications.

It was a huge mistake not to have retained one of those mixed Macedonian trained divisions, Artax kept lamenting in his mind.  An ingenuous idea leapt to Artas; it was necessary to intercept the arrivals of the fresh Greek recruits whose purpose was to share the glory of their beloved Alexander, not the “Afghani” Iskandar.  The Monarch had dispatched a messenger to Cyrus, his loyal “servant”, summoning him to detach one of his divisions to join His army.  The Imperial messenger never returned but a messenger of Cyrus reported events confirming that the Imperial messenger had not delivered the scroll. Consequently, the Imperial caravan was not moving forward even at a snail pace.

At every stop, circumstances and urgent intelligence carried Artax into different directions.  Strong suspicions of deliberate obstructions, the idea of sabotage was not in the Imperial lexicon, retained Artax’ reflection. Nevertheless, the zest and excitements of youth should never allow Artax to backtrack to his Capital and to indulge in the lures of magnificent comfort.  

After two years of permanent wandering within the confines of his vast Empire, the Monarch reached the decision to cross the borders of his Empire.  He doesn’t really care of conquering new lands.  He just wants the right of passage to explore the vast Universe.  Preliminary negotiations taught him the reality of life beyond his borders.  Bribing worked fine most of the time but there were exceptions to the rule.  He had to show force, determination and harden his heart while wasting valued soldiers. It was the price for the luxury of discovering new lands, people and civilizations.

Biography of memory failures (November 22, 2008)

Did you experience a harrowing moment of memory dysfunction?  If you didn’t yet, then it is as well: you have lost your memory and there is no benefit to retrieving “difficult” memories.

It is these series of memory dysfunctions that set you thinking “What are the boundaries on reality, composed reality, dream, fact, virtual reality, conviction, belief, faith and absolute truth?”

 Let me tell what happened this afternoon.

It is a Saturday afternoon; the Independence Day of the Republic of the State of Lebanon, recognized by the UN since 1943. I watched briefly the military parade that has been discontinued for many years.

I got up at 4 p.m. to piss after vivid dreams film; it was somewhat dark and raining outside; dad had the kitchen light on.

I was so convinced that I was getting up from my long night sleep.  When my hand watch marked 4 o’clock I jumped to the conclusion that it was the battery of my watch that was getting low on power.  I tried to go back to sleep but my brain wanted to recall what I did last night before I went to bed (Remember, I write my diary).  I tried hard to recall but I failed.

I tried all the possible alternatives of my daily behavior in the evenings like writing, reading, watching cables, visiting my sister Raymonde and her kids, or any hint to hang on to and then proceed from there chronologically. Nothing.

I panicked. Is my memory starting to fail me for good?  One fact retained my attention: mother is up too early and usually she goes to sleep early morning because of multitude of pains and nightmares.  It dawned to me to consider the alternative that I am waking up from an afternoon siesta and the facts matched and I was relieved.  

If the memory indicator failed to point to the check list of chronological events, or the list was temporarily  erased then who would I be now?

Here is a section of my autobiography on my memory failures or what I suspect to be related to memory dysfunctions in me.

I have started writing my diary since 2004 as a series of typical days before this decision turned to a full fledged daily detailed “diary” since the war in July of 2006.

 In July 12, 2006 Israel invaded Lebanon for the hundredth time, killed over 1,500  Lebanese civil citizens and destroyed all Lebanon’s infrastructure and every house in south Lebanon.  I started writing my diary because I sensed that my episodic memory might be failing and I had difficulty with the semantic memory in recalling names, not quickly enough, even the ones I am familiar with.

I do have a vast general knowledge, but lately I feel that I can benefit greatly in providing answers if the format is in multiple choices for recognition.  Mother still has good episodic memory at the age of 83 but her instant recall of names is very bad.  Many times mother is telling me a story or a current piece of news and she fails to remember a name and her hands shake with frustration. Often, I figure out whom she talking about but the irony is that I cannot retrieve the name too from my memory bank; a silence is broken until one of us recall the name or the silence period lengthens enough to fake that the matter is irrelevant in the first place.

Mother reminds me of many events that I had completely forgotten, even my personal accidents that I should have retained, like car accidents and nears death occurences. Mother told me about Joseph Hayek who rammed my opened car door and almost injured me; I asked her to give me more details until I had a feeling that the accident happened.

I usually tell mother to continue her story with more details so that I might recover part of the situational episode.

Dad has still excellent memory, episodic and semantic but his hearing is failing, so does mother though she would never concede to it.

 Dad is ashamed of asking me to take him clean his ears, so is mother but more vehemently!  Thus, the writing process might be a good exercise for saving my remaining faulty memory connections and keeping them alive a bit longer.

I read in the Lebanese daily Al Nahar that German scientists have located the gene AVPR1A number 334 responsible for the abstention of 40% of the males to marry or to stick to their vow to marry.

It appears that this gene is also the cause for autism or the closing up of the mind to society and thus living inward.  I think that I strongly have this gene and if I submit to DNA analysis then the result would be positive.

I believe that my ranking in schools and university has declined sharply since I was 17 years old because my memory started to decline.  I guess my persistence in continuing my higher education and even earning a PhD in engineering might be due to my inner and stubborn anger to defying my memory faults.

For example, when I focus on any subject I can comprehend the mechanism; a few days later I feel that I know the general process but I need pointers to recall the process and refresh my understanding of the subject.

I have lost many friends because I failed to recollect their names or worse calling them with the wrong names.

When I returned to the USA after five years of absence I have this guy who calls me excitedly as being a long a dearest friend of mine and I could not remember the name or even put a face on the caller; the guy was one of my roommates!  He was very frustrated when I met with him; the irony is that I still could not remember him even with his face but I had to take his accounts for real because his recollected accounts matched realities.

In gatherings, a bloke would turn towards me for some reason and say “you should know him; he was kind of intimate with you“. What can I say?

Names are more often than not a blank in my memory; a picture can certainly help as long as it is not updated!

Thus, when I salute people I do not try to name them!  I guess that my inability of memorizing songs and poems and jokes has strong foundation.

 My asocial behavior might be due to my failing memory early on, which has corrupted my discourse and robbed me of quiet and convincing communication moments instead of irritated and truncated paragraphs.  An excellent memory is necessary for mental effectiveness, for social gathering, for telling jokes, for recounting events in details, and fundamental for efficient communication and making friends.

I don’t like talking on the phone or any instant feedback on audio-visual medium: I lack verbal intelligence. I feel that my verbal memory is too slow to communicate any sense in a timely fashion.

My sort of communication is to listen and query what the other person is saying.  In a gathering I look stupid and redundant and ignorant of the substance or fundamentals of chatting and delivering small talks or maligning others or memorizing and delivering jokes.

I know by experience that when sometime I am dragged into heated conversation that I make a complete fool of myself and never finish sentences and alienate everyone in the audience.

Well, I better stop chatting; who cares?

Are embezzlement schemes an engineering field? Rule China! (November 22, 2008)


So far, Bush and the talking heads are just explaining the mechanisms that lead to the financial crisis.  As if the FED and the Treasury and all these multinational financial institutions didn’t comprehend the mechanisms, or if they did, the common people had the right and needed to be cleared on the mechanism side of the crash.  They are trying to tell us that embezzlement schemes are no more than engineering and that the most important issue is to know how, not why or who engineered the crisis! 

They knew the Circulation Credit Cycle Theory that businesses follow a scientific pattern of upswings and downturns, that if the government refrains through its police power of the FED from meddling with the normal interest rates of doing business then the market economy based on real value-added economy will adjust to the changes.  The problem was that the USA was no longer producing any real value-added economy for decades because the US politicians had no guts to tell the American people the hard facts and that getting back to work harder on producing stuff that people need to buy is a must.

They purposely engineered the crisis and they triggered the timing.  They overextended credits through traditional fiduciary media and then through new financial gimmicks that could not lead but to crisis.  The FED knowingly, through political pressures, kept lowering the interest rates below the healthy level of a normal market economy which generated inflation rates that could no longer be controlled or stabilized.

They decided to invade Iraq on the basis that the military expense will generate many fold in profit through the control of oil distribution and blackmailing the neighboring Arab rich sovereign funds of the potential threat of Iran.  The Arab rich States were no fouls of that strategy but they went along.  They are mere small States of oligarchies and monarchies with no national identity. If these States were nations then the citizens would have taken stands; any stand would have cost much less than the trillions of dollars injected for the US citizens to resume their lavish spending on consumerism, new gas guzzling cars, stocks, and overvalued Real Estates.

The FED, the Treasury and the cartel of multinational financial institutions knew that the normal scheme of siphoning in the sovereign funds of the oil rich States and the small stock investors had reached a plateau. It reached a plateau because the investors realized that a crisis is in the offing and the scheme could not function normally unless the same level of increase in junk paper investment is maintained.

Since the scheme reached a plateau then it was time to decide on the appropriate timing to activate the financial crisis: it was much better for the crash to take place at the very end of an administration and then pressure the politicians to agree on a financial rescue package. The timing was perfect: since no more foreign financial rescue is coming in then the financial rescue will happen under duress from all rich States.  The motto was: either you caught up under duress or you will all have to suffer a global economic recession.  Well, financial rescue came from everywhere but this didn’t stop recession anyway. How can you stop recession when the USA is not producing any value that people are ready to purchase?  The worst part is that President Obama is not willing to challenge the US citizens with the hash facts, at least not for a long time to come.

Only one giant Nation is winning: China.  China got the USA by the throat. The US is totally dependent on China in cheap import products and the purchase of US treasury bonds for many decades to come. China can direct the US financial policies and foreign policies. It had done it already. The US had been doing it with the Latin American States and everywhere else for decades. Rule China, rule!




November 2008

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