Why I believe in Robert Kiyosaki

I’m a big fan of The Conspiracy of The Rich The 8 New Rules of Money. I believe in what Robert is doing and I have been a fan of his ever since Rich Dad Poor Dad.

What’s unique about this work is that a) he is writing each chapter in pseudo draft and publishing it on the internet and then asking readers to comment, he then amends it inline with the feedback and b) this is one of the richest men in the world saying the rich have conspired deliberately to keep us from earning our full potential.

This post is a review of the Introduction which when I first read it I thought was truly shocking. All the more so because it was written by a self made man and not a particularly left wing person with no experience of being rich or being an entrepreneur. So when Robert Kiyosaki calls something a conspiracy you better listen for your financial health.

He starts the book off with the following sentence, “Is the love of money the root of all evil? Or is the ignorance of money the root of all evil?”  His argument, and I agree which is …

Dirty, Dirty Laundry

You remember a while ago that I posted a blog entry on behalf of my friend who was looking for contributions for her magazine?

Well, much to my amazement, she’s only went and published the thing; and I have a copy. I received it in the mail a few days ago but didn’t get it from the Post Office until today (due to erratic work hours) and have just sat and read it cover to cover while drinking a glass bottle of Irn Bru, sitting in the sun.

I’m impressed. I’m amazed. It’s clever and simple, uplifting and depressing. There’s so many words in there that I feel I’ve said myself, so many that I know will tumble out of my mouth at one point in my life.

The story of the Russian pimp? Right up my ally. I have an obsession with reading stories from the ‘oldest profession in the world’, as any of you who’ve seen my Amazon wishlist could testify. The email correspondence had me in stitches, even though I was already aware of the situation.

Hell, the photography and writing is stunning. And I’m very proud of you Louise, it’s a stunning piece of work.…

Summer of Answers: How have you changed?

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Before I was a mom, I thought first about myself, then about others.  Now, it’s the other way around.  Not just generally speaking, but every thought, every decision, every move. It messes with
your head sometimes when you have to think of everything, like catching every potential choking hazard which may or may not be within reach before leaving ANY room.learning

Before I was a mom, I had no idea what the job would entail, even though in my mind I was completely prepared and knew everything I needed to know.  HA HA I was a dumb ass. What’s that old adage?… You learn something new every day?  Spot on. Recently I took a career personality quiz  that not only tells what is your personality type but also suggests the most suitable occupations for your type. It was actually fun to discover that all the way I am “a doer”  so somebody who likes to work with hands etc. It’s pretty much true. Anyway, this test made me think and I decided to answer more questions about myself. Here it goes!…

Debt Crisis, Looming Financial Meltdown: Is This the End of America?

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Not so long ago, congress was ironing out the details of a last ditch effort to prevent America from defaulting on its loans.

Is it a Hail Mary pass at the end of the game, one last shot at prevailing over our opponents and upholding our good name? Or is it all politics?

The consequences of default would be widespread throughout our nation, diminishing the value of the U.S. dollar, and further tarnishing our reputation worldwide. This would pose the very serious threat of catastrophe and financial meltdown unlike any we have seen in our lifetimes.

What we have experienced since the recession began in 2008 may be but a precursor to the devastation ahead for us. We may be witnessing the collapse of America.…

The Real Agenda of the Pro-Voucher, Home Schooling Crowd

A previous posting about voucher schemes as part of the right wing’s larger War on Public Education solicited this highly enlightening comment from Daniel Newby:

I promoted tax credits, and even vouchers, for many years, until I realized the damage they would do to the private institutions we are attempting to empower.

There are better ways to speed the inevitable collapse of the government school system. For some ideas, see http://www.helmsmansociety.com/Issues/2007/trojanchoice110.

Actually, I found Daniel’s comment to be refreshingly honest. After all, most pro-voucher types couch their arguments with feel-good terms like freedom of choice and claim that vouchers will actually improve public schools; few will come out and admit that the ultimate goal is to destroy public education as we know it and replace it with government-funded religious education and corporate-run schools (yet another example of the religious fanatic/corporate alliance).

The article begins by rejecting the most commonly pursued tactics of the anti-public-education crowd—vouchers and tax credits.…

Jumping Into Uncharted Waters

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After seven years of working at the same company and for the same boss, I’m going in to work tomorrow and will give them an ultimatum.

When I joined this company in 2001, I was a single woman with lofty goals and great ambition. I worked very hard and got several promotions within the first few years. It was the right fit for me. My boss and I saw things the same way. We were always ready to forge ahead with any challenge and conquer any obstacle. And it was fun and exciting.…

Toddlers Trapped On A Plane!

Now that I have children, it’s hard to remember what I was like before them. But some things I do remember…I remember distinctly how annoyed I would get when I was flying and I would have to deal with screaming babies/children. I would think all kinds of terrible things…about how the parents must not have any control over their children or be very good disciplinarians.

Boy, have the tables turned. Now I’m the parent that other people stare at with frustrated looks and big sighs (most of these people– I’m guessing– are like I was…sans children!).…

Girl Talk

I waited a long LONG time (my brother’s speech at my rehearsal dinner had even a few more “long”s) to get married. And not by choice. I just didn’t find anyone that I could even imagine spending the next six months with, let along the rest of my life! So when I did finally meet him, I wanted to spend most of my free time with him.

When my girlfriends talked about having a girls weekend, I didn’t want to participate. I had had so many years of girls weekend, girls night outs and everything in between. I didn’t want time away from my husband. I missed him even if we were apart for a few hours. He was my favorite person to hang out with and I just couldn’t get enough time with him. We both worked full time and the hours of free time we had were so precious.…

Friendship? Yes, Please.

Those words were said by Charles Dickens, and they still sure fit today.

There’s nothing like having a friend ~ someone you feel so comfortable with that you share the best and worst of yourself, without wondering if they’ll still be your friend.

I love having Patti and Petie as friends, but I also have other friends, too.  I get to share my thoughts and dreams, my successes and failures and have lots of fun with all kinds of people.

By having friends outside of my family, I get to learn how other people live, what they believe in, different foods they eat and holidays they celebrate.…

Guilt Free Vacation?

I’m so tired that my body aches. I had one those days at work that makes you want to quit at that very moment. The day was full of frustration, unreasonable deadlines and demands, and several little snide comments (including a few about the fact that I’ll be on vacation next week). A few times during the day I even started day dreaming about all the things I would say to my boss if I was actually nuts enough to dramatically quit and leave for good right there and then!

But of course, I didn’t quit. Instead, I swallowed my anger and frustration and got through the day. I then came home so beat up that I was almost numb to my sweet boys’ smiles. That is almost, because as any mom knows, your child’s smile (especially if its the toothy toddler kind) can melt even the biggest iceberg of a mood.…