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The Presidents boogy wo0gy

I do the Boogie Woogie as Glen Miller plays, my body matching the music as I dance on the stage. The girls smile and clap their hands as I complete a somersault and land on my hands. Glen nods his head. He knows I’m the best, and I can dance all night without taking a rest. Is that Elvis or just an illusion? I run over, shake his hand, and tell him, “I’m one of your greatest fans.” “Thanks, Mr President,” he says in that American drawl, and suddenly I’m eight feet tall.

I do the Boogie Woogie as Glen Miller plays, my body matching the music as I dance on the stage. The girls smile and clap their hands as I complete a somersault and land on my hands. Is that Michel, Jackson, moonwalking towards me? It’s so difficult to know if he’s coming or going, and I wonder if he was backward at school, and that special walk made him no one’s fool.

I do the Boogie Woogie as Glen Miller plays, my body matching the music as I dance on the stage. The girls smile and clap their hands as I complete a somersault and land on my hands. I started with nothing, just a million or two, but because I’m clever, it grew and grew. So I know what it’s like to have holes in my socks, and I have thought about it long and hard, then worked out that without that hole, your foot wouldn’t go in; that’s why I’m clever, and that thought makes me grin.

I do the Boogie Woogie as Glen Miller Plays, my body matching the music as I dance on the stage. The girls smile and clap their hands as I complete a somersault and land on my hands.

Hit and miss bits and bobs

I have spent a long time developing a range of nuts and fasteners, and I know I am biased, but they are quite innovative. It should be love that holds the world together, but it’s actually nuts and bolts. I doubt that there’s a building in the world that is without them. The problem is that I can’t get anyone in the UK to make them. What was that Beatles song HELP? Have enclosed one of the simplest versions where I have tweaked the design of an existing product into something far more useful. The other products are so radical that I will only disclose them with an NDA.

The Iran war has reached a stalemate, and it’s a question of who blinks first.

Only an engineer would know this. If you drill a hole right through an object, the sound changes just before you break through the other side, so you ease the pressure.

Always wonder what happened to Christine Robinson, the girl who lived next door to me when I was ten years old and she was slightly older than me. We spent so much time together playing in the road outside our houses in Kingstanding. Hope she had a good life.

I spent years using a three dimensional pantagraph it was an amazing machine and could produce the finest details in steel dies. I produced car badges for nearly all the best car manufacturers in the world. Somehow, I have this ability to make a lot of money for other people and none for myself. Not sure if God likes me. Might start going to church more often.

I am trying to use AI, but I now realize it is trying to use me. Not a bad picture of the Try-Fast locking system. Maybe I can sell it as a poster or for £45.000 pounds and ten percent of turnover, you can manufacture all my products and make millions. They are very innovative, almost art. Somehow think I will end up with what I usually get. £00000000000. God has found out that I might be an atheist.

Different

This a very rough draft of a short story I have started to write and just covers the first two chapters. So apologies for mistakes.

I knew from a young age that I was adopted, and although it should have bothered me, it never did. It may have been because of the quite eccentric way my step mother looked after me and her quite quirky sense of humour, On the only occasion that I asked her about my real parents and why they left me with her, she paused then put her head on one side, licked her lips with a tongue that had cracks that seemed to go all the way through which were hi- lighted by the many bottles of red wine consumed per week. The tongue slithered slowly back into her mouth, and she said with a quite serious look on her face, ‘It was probably because you were quite an ugly baby.’ She stepped back and looked at me closely through glasses fitted with lenses that were as thick as the bottom of a wine bottle. Then said, ‘If I am honest, you’re still ugly now. I think your real parents picked me because no one else wanted to adopt you. They took advantage of my poor eyesight, so I never realized what you looked like; not until months later when I took you out for a walk, and Mrs Pring from Lilac Avenue saw you for the first time and recoiled in horror it was only then that I realized the extent of your ugliness. Then she burst out laughing and ran her fingers through my hair. And I grinned.

I was about one when I was adopted, and I have no recollection of my real parents; it was as if they never existed. Molly, my stepmother, lived on her own and had never married, but she had lots of friends who lived locally and who would often slip in for a cup of tea or some of them for a whisky. She was very old-fashioned in the way she dressed, and nearly always wore a hair-net that was covered by a large head scarf if she went out. When I was young, she spent her evenings watching soaps on television but had a passion for reading. As I got older, the TV would be switched off, and we would spend hours discussing many different subjects. In fact, the one thing that surprised me about her was how comprehensive and diverse her range of knowledge was, considering the way she looked. It was a happy childhood, and I was quite good at school, although I never mixed much, just doing enough to prevent being disliked. It suited me to be in the background; I would never answer a question even if I knew the answer, unless I was asked directly.

I got good grades and passed easily for the local university, but things started to change on my first day there. About forty students were sitting in a tiered lecture theatre. I was near the back. It was a maths lesson, and the lecturer introduced himself. ‘I’m Mr. Clifford, and I am going to do something that you may not have done since you were in junior school. I have put a maths problem written in chalk on a blackboard, and all you have to do is solve it. But, no phones, no computers, just old-fashioned pencil and paper. It normally takes an hour to complete, but it’s not about time; there are different ways to approach this problem, and the way you do it will give me an insight into your strengths and weaknesses. It doesn’t matter if you don’t complete the problem; it’s more about me learning your strengths and weaknesses so that I can help you.

I looked at the problem and wrote a single figure on my pad. I was going to work backwards, but a bee landed on my pencil, and the way it tried to remove excess pollen fascinated me. I lost all sense of time and awareness. ‘Harisson,’ The bee flew away at the sound of Mr Clifford’s voice. ‘Is the maths problem so difficult that you haven’t even attempted it?’ The bee had flown off without a single goodbye, leaving me without any sort of excuse.

There were chuckles around the room from the rest of the group.

‘Sorry, I lost my concentration.’

‘For fifty-five minutes, He moved my paper around and looked at it closely, and a puzzled expression spread across his face. How did you arrive at that number.’

‘It’s just a doodle, I did it without thinking, just a small straight line.’

Mr Clifford shook his head, ‘It’s got a tag on the left-hand side at the top, which in mathematical terms makes it into the figure one and there is a minus sign in font of it. Which just happens to be the answer to a quite complex mathematical problem. The possibility of a lucky guess is in the trillions.’ He frowned, ‘But we will leave it there for the time being, but next time please do the working out before putting down the end product.’

I spent the rest of the day trying to be as invisible as I could. The lectures finished, and it was a relief when I pushed through the revolving doors and walked towards the steep flight of steps leading down to the main road.

‘It wasn’t a guess or a doodle, was it? You worked out the answer without having to think about it.’

I turned around and stared at the attractive girl who was smiling at me.

‘And I think this is where you should find a Phone box so you can change into your Superman outfit.’

It was Becky Johnson who had been to the same schools and college that I had been to, and although I had never spoken to her in all that time, she was someone whom I was attracted to, even if it was from a distance.

‘If you’re wondering about the phone box reference, I noticed that your glasses have almost clear lenses with just a slight tint. So I assume they are for cosmetic purposes only, with no practical use.’

She held her arm out, ‘Those are really steep steps, I may need some help getting down them.’

‘Would you prefer to wait here while I find the phone box and fly you down?’ I asked questioningly.

‘I think it’s better if we walk down, there aren’t many phone boxes left in the UK anymore, and I don’t want you to spin round and damage any of the remaining ones.’

We reached the bottom and started to cross the zebra crossing; I sensed something was going to happen, a car sped down on the wrong side of the road and skidded sideways towards us. I pushed Becky out of its way, then it hit me and flung me onto the pavement.

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Q,E, Hospital

‘It’s very good of you to take the time to visit us, David, especially as you have such a workload, but as I said in my email, I have never experienced such an unusual set of circumstances before in the whole of my years working in the medical profession.

David Kemp looked at the man sitting opposite. Adrian Shaw had aged quite well; how long was it since Shaw was his mentor and he was a junior, maybe twenty years, perhaps a little bit longer. When he read the email from Shaw, his first reaction was to decline; he was incredibly busy with a variety of government projects, but he had learned a lot from the man who was sitting opposite him and thought he owed him a visit, even if it was a brief one.

And it would be a brief visit, whatever the unusual circumstances were. ‘Well, I am interested that you require my help; if I remember correctly, it was always the other way around.’

Shaw smiled,’ Yes, it was, and it isn’t that my abilities have disappeared, what age has taken away experience has made up for, but this case is beyond me and maybe beyond you.

David was suddenly interested, ‘I think you should explain.

‘It was two weeks ago, we got a call to say that a young lad called Harrison had been involved in a traffic accident, it was a hit and run, and the BMW was being chased by the police. In these cases, you expect the worst but hope for the best. The information we received suggested the impact speed was around sixty MPH with full impact, not just a glancing blow. So we were expecting a badly damaged patient.

‘And’

‘There wasn’t a mark on him, not a single mark. We did an MRI scan, nothing showed up; in fact, he was the fittest young man I have ever examined.’

David frowned, ‘We both know if you’re hit by a car, even at a low speed, it’s inevitable that there will be consequences, and at sixty, well, it could be fatal. Was there any dashcam or security footage?’

‘Both, we got a dashcam from the police car, but the impact was mainly obscured; there was a camera mounted above the exit, which recorded a few seconds of side impact. It isn’t good quality, but then a parent of one of the students came forward. He was parked about twenty metres from the collision point, and facing towards it. The police gave me a copy. If I play it for you, I think you will understand why I asked for your help.’

There was silence as the two of them watched the videos, the silence extended well past the ending.

David thought very carefully before speaking, and when he did, it was slowly as he tried to work out how someone could survive a collision of sixty miles per hour.

‘I assume the speed of the BMW was confirmed by the police car,’

‘That’s right, but the BMW was a top-of-the-range version fitted with an impact recording system that registered sixty-two MPH, and no attempt to avoid Harrison. The car was stolen, and they got the driver a few hours later; he was high on drugs and alcohol, and couldn’t remember anything about the accident.’

‘So we have footage of the accident, and an MRI scan, how about blood pressure, and blood tests did they throw up any unusual results.’

Adrian looked uncomfortable. ‘well blood pressure results were exactly were they should be, but his mother arrived and refused to let us to removed any blood from Harrison on religious grounds. I tried to explain that he had been involved in a very serious accident and we needed to carry out tests and removing him from this hospital could be extremely serious. She looked at me the way my mother used to when I was a small child and said ‘but you haven’t found anything wrong with him have you,’ It wasn’t a question it was an answer; as if she knew already.’ She asked me for a Self-Discharge form and got both their signatures on it, she apologized for the inconvenience they had causes me then they both left. She didn’t act the way she looked. There was something about her.’

David grinned, Glad I didn’t have to meet her . But I am starting to find these events quite intriguing and I am sure I can find time to look at what happened more closely . Do you have an office I could use with a good Wi-Fi connection, I have my own computer, its loaded with an excellent AI system. And could you let me have all the medical information regarding Harrison.

I can supply an office, it has everything you need, a shower and even a small but smart sleeping area and ensuite, but I cant let you have his medical records.’

‘Why?’

‘Because there isn’t any .’Harrison was adopted as a baby and as far as we are aware has never been to a doctor, dentist, or any other medical officials.’

David shrugged, ‘that’s unusual but not unheard of ,most times its cults that restrict access to mainstream services.’

‘Well he was never part of any cult in fact his upbringing was quite conventional, He went to the local school, then colledge and had just started University, it was his first day when the accident happened. All we have is a name and a birth date which may be correct but your never very sure in adoption cases.’

‘Okay I think this is where I start earning my keep show me the office and I will fetch my computer and start working.

The office was seperate from the main building, David got a coffee then switched the computer on.

‘What is it today David, dating sites, or something even more exciting.’ the woman’s voice was husky and evocative.’

‘I can easily replace you with something that has a little bit more respect, there are many other AI systems with the same level of sophistication.’

‘But you wont because we work very well together, we are a team.’

‘As we are a team I want you to do some assessments of a case I have agreed to work on, it involves a young man called Harrison, I will give you all the information I have so far and you check the video footage and see what you can find out about him.’

He was at the end of the second coffee when the husky voice from the computer spoke again. ‘Well its all very interesting, there is far more to Harrison and his life than you could imagine. Shall I start with the video footage. I checked the speed of the car that hit Harrison and it was traveling at 62.3 miles per hour. I have assessed the angle of impact and the way the car hit his body logically he should have died or been severely injured and would have died later.’

‘But he never had a mark on him.’

‘That’s how it appeared but I considered there must be logical reason because if your an AI software and a very good one which of course I am then normally I will find an answer. But.’I have read the medical reports reports and looked at the MRI scan also done some research on his life up to now.’

David stopped sipping the remains of his coffee. ‘And.’

‘If I had to sum up his life up to now it would be unobtrusive, he merged into the background even though some of his teachers considered there was rare signs that he had hidden abilities. As you know he was adopted at a very young age by a Miss Molly Jackson and there are no records of who his really parents are. He has never had any behavior problems and every one seemed to like him even though he had few friends. There are no medical records because has never needed medical help, never went to a dentist, doctor, and from the time he was adopted never showed up on the health system. There was a birth certificate and a date of birth, but without any signature, where he was born or who his parents where. Now we come to the nitty gritty as to how he survived the impact. If you study the video footage you will see that Harrison has an awareness that something is about to happen. If you watch carefully after they have taken the first few steps on the zebra crossing he removes his arm from hers puts it round her waist and starts to move his body sideways carrying her with him.’

David frowns, ‘is that significant.’

‘Yes because at that point the BMW is not in sight and far enough away to be out of earshot, some how he was starting to become aware of what was about to happen.’

‘That doesn’t make any sense. How would he know what was about to happen.’

‘No it doesn’t make any sense, but neither does the MRI scan.’

‘David frowned again. It looked perfect to me, no broken bones, no blood clots, not even the slightest damage to his skin. But I wish we had managed to take blood samples that would have been very useful.’

‘More useful than you think but highly unlikely.’

‘What do you mean?’

‘You have heard the saying, ‘you can’t get blood out of a stone.’

‘Yes, of course I have.’ and,’

‘I spent a long time looking at the MRI scan, layer by layer, and everything was perfect. Then, I magnified a cross-section of his body and sharpened the image, and what I found was remarkable. His body appeared to be made of minute particles that mimic the design of a human body in every detail. David, your mouth is open. If I were able, I would get you a tissue. It looks most unprofessional. And of course, this is impossible but I checked all the possible reasons to see if I was malfunctioning and as usual I was perfect. I also checked the patent who was scanned before Harrison and the one after and they were perfectly normal. Perhaps there there is a logical reason for the chain of events that happened to him. But if there isn’t

David attempted to wipe the sweat from his forehead but only succeeded in adding to it as his hands were just as moist. He took a deep breath and asked a question that he had to ask but one that he didn’t want to. ‘What is he.’

There was a long silence before the answer came from a computer whose logic was pointing him in a direction that he didn’t want to go. ‘Different.’

Mr President, if you open Pandora’s box, the only way to survive is to change what’s in it.

Iran has evolved and now realizes it has the ace in the pack: threaten them, and they keep the Strait of Hormuz closed. You sign a peace deal and then move your troops to another area, the Iranians decide they don’t like the deal anymore. They closed the straits. You bomb the power stations and water filtration plants. They do the same to the Arab states. It’s a merry-go-round. I have always said that the only solution is regime change, and it would be amazing if Iran came to think the same. They would gain so much financially, and perhaps it would make the world a better place.

I like America, the amazing music they gave us, and the innovation that is sadly lacking in the UK. We talk about innovation, but it’s only talk .If you go round factories, most are outdated, and only certain ones have access to funding. Its the larger ones who get the funding maybe beacause they have a track record but this is at the detriment of the smaller ones who may have a geat idea but will never be able to fund it. And lots of money goes to charities, or welfare projects, which is great, but they don’t generate any money. Manufacturing in the UK is dying America looks up to people who innovate and they encourage innovation.

But long term the threat to America and most other countries doesn’t come from wars, it comes from China, and the fact that nearly all countries rely on them for products, if they decided not to supply products to a particular country then this could be far more damaging than an invasion. China has a long term stratagy of being the sole supplier which most countries dont seem to realize . Its clever and almost invisible, and I will give DJT credit for the fact that he has tried to bring manufacturing back to the United States I wish the UK did the same thing. But they never will because I doubt any of our MPs have ever made things, except mistakes. Suppose some of them mean well. Well one or two.

You Haven’t got the cards President Trump

First let me say that I hope there is a peaceful outcome to the war in Iran the ordinary Iranians nor the American people don’t deserve to be in a war that most people don’t agree with. No one wins in a war, there are only losers.

Lets run through the possible scenarios.

Trump bombs the bridges and energy structures in Iran, Iran bombs the water and energy structures in the Arab countries. World Chaos The Strates remain closed.

America and Israel send in ground troops, World Chaos, remember Afghanistan and Vietnam.

There is a peace deal of sorts, the straits are reopened, the oil prices stabilize, Iran says they wont build a nuclear device. five years pass Iran has a nuclear device and has rearmed.

There is only one plausible way to resolve this crisis, there has to be a regime change in Iran.

Moral of this conflict, don’t play cards unless you can afford to lose the money you have with you.

Watch the film the Cincinnati kid, there is a paralel.

That’s the thing

The Iranian’s have shoot down two American fighter planes with what they say is an upgraded air defence system despite DJT stating that that he has totally destroyed there ability to defend themselves. The pilot of the fighter plane when giving his account of events said that all there sophisticated software was useless against this new and frightening technology.

When pressed he said that out of no where a plane appeared which AI identified as a 1916 British Sopwith Camel which they were unable to shake off, and the the two machine guns on the front blew holes in their plane. DJT has begged Keir Starmer to send some of these planes to his air force’s so that they can compete with the Iranian air force You couldn’t make it up could you.

Over the last weekend the UK has experienced extremely high levels of wind, the National Health service has told people to reduce the amount of canned beans they eat.

An inventor in Dudley has patented a devices that fits onto peoples bottoms and captures excess wind. He states that if every person was fitted with one of these and the national grid fed it into their green house gas systems it would solve our energy crisis overnight.

Update, sadly the inventor died of carbon monoxide poisoning when his invention developed a leak. The patent office are trying to get to the bottom of what happened.

Seriously Donald Trump has given the Iranian’s a time limit to comply with his condition to end the war. So where is this going. Well the Israeli’s are waiting for DJT to give them a green light so they can destroy the Iranian’s energy resources, then Iran will hit all the the energy supplies in the Arab countries. Its not going well.

That’s the thing 2.5

After months of relentless cold and damp weather, it’s started to get warmer in the UK. The Acer leaves are starting to unfurl, revealing bright red leaves but of course because its the UK the next week there is going to be sleet and some snow at higher levels.

DJT appears to be talking to himself according to the remaining leaders of Iran so despite him stating that a deal is imminent Iran say that they have had no such discussions; if he does talk to himself there must be some terrible arguments and possible self harm.

There appears to have been a massive increase in oil sales fifteen minutes before DJT announced a possible end the the war in Iran and someone made a fortune out of it, wonder who that might be. The following day Trump confirmed that he had ordered diamond encrusted shanderleas for the new ballroom in the White House. Wait a minute, it cant be possible that there is a connection. No its just fake news.

A few weeks ago one of our friends died aged 83. Brian Nattress was a lovely man with the same type of humour as myself, and the same taste in music which was mainly sixties. His obituary stated that if he found anything that was round he could become become excellent at that type of sport, Golf, football, rugby, tennis. We met when we were in Create on holiday and I remember sitting in a cafe with his wife Linda, and my wife Chris and he looked at me and then looked at a shrub close to his wife’s head and on it was large stick insect and we both grinned and never said anything. Funny how somethings remain in your memory when most don’t.

Trying to write a short story called ‘Different’ It may take a while. I wonder if I have a while left?

The Bridgeport milling machine was possibly the greatest basic machine to use in a toolroom in the world and even now they can be found in nearly every part of the world. They were made in the UK and the manufacturer went into Liquidation many years ago. The UK Governments had and still have no idea how important manufacturing can be. There is no direct funding for new innovative ideas, websites are out of date, but like DJT they talk the talk. but cant walk the walk.

Ever milled a block of steel, No, what comes off it is called swarf, and to cool the cutter a liquid called suds is used. it has the most unusual smell. Walk into a factory sometime and you may smell it. Its not quite Channel, but…

Wonder if I start being nice to DJT he will fund my Innovative designs for fasteners, let me have a think about his best qualities. ……Can you come back later.

But if he solves the problem of Iran I may grovel, its one of my best atributes, honed after many years of marrage.

Liz Truss tanked the UK economy, ex-Prince Andrew tanked the Royal family; has Donald Trump tanked the world economy?

It’s starting to get queaky bum time in Eran, oil tankers are still in a log-jam situation, with the threat that if they try to pass through the Straits of Hormuz, they will be hit with missiles. DJT is in trouble. How can he prevent this from happening? The short answer is that he can’t. Even if he destroys all the Iranian navy, they have a series of small high-speed boats armed with short-range missiles. Then there is an unlimited supply of drones, which has totally changed the way war is fought. Tanks are virtually obsolete, and even advanced warships would struggle to stay afloat if a thousand drones were launched directly at them.

Now, Donald Trump has asked for help from the countries he previously thought were insignificant, which include the UK and Europe. Now that is quite worrying. He finds it upsetting at the lack of support, but as far as I am aware non of these countries were consulted, and this isn’t the way to get friendly countries on board.

Apparently, a group of American Marines are arriving soon. Is this a prelude to an assault on Kharg Island? If this happens, it may lead to ground operations, but that is very unlikely when this was a total disaster in Afghanistan and Vietnam. It’s possible to decimate Iran by using military options, but its religious ideology is so deeply ingrained that even a regime change may not be the answer.

Then there is the backlash that the Middle East countries are facing, which won’t exactly make America their best friend anymore. And surely DJT can’t walk away and claim a victory when, within a few years, Iran will be building up its arsenal of weapons again.

So what are the options? Well, I do think America is a great country, and I agree with some of DJT’s decisions. It’s a difficult job to do, especially for someone who is older. But if the President wants a complete victory, it may come down to ground forces, perhaps by the Kurds or Israelis. It would be a disaster if the Americans went in. But the best option may be to strangle the revenue they get from oil exports. Cut off the roots, and the tree dies; cut off the tree, and it will grow again.

Wars are a terrible thing for everyone; there are no winners, only losers.

America V Iran 2

I wonder if DJT has ever looked at how to get to the endgame in Iran or what price he has to pay to get there. Oil flow has been significantly reduced as Iran threatens to sink any ships that carry fuel through the Strait of Hormuz, forcing the price of oil to increase dramatically. America has suggested using its firepower to keep it open. I assume this will be from aircraft and their warships, but I doubt they will be foolish enough to use ships in the Straits directly. And if the war goes on for any length of time, there will be fuel shortages leading to stock markets tumbling. Oil is not just used for converting to petrol; there are many other crucial by-products that are made from it. Aviation fuel, Gasoline, Plastics, Helium, to name just a few.

DJT has stated that he will not send ground troops into Iran but is relying on the Iranian people to remove the existing regime. This is a regime that is brutal in the way it stifles anyone who tries to show independence, and they know that if they lose this war, they will become marked men with nowhere to go. hated by their own people and with only a few countries willing to accept them as refugees.

Just imagine if the Iranians sink an American ship that is acting as protection through the Straits for oil tankers. Dare I mention retaliation in the form of an A bomb? Oh, I just did.

So will the Iranians lay down their weapons? Turkeys don’t vote for Christmas.

America V Iran

Has Donald Trump made the right decision to invade Iran? Well, only time will tell. The thing that is different in Iran is that the overall control of the country is in the hands of a religious order and not politicians, and they will do anything to stay in power. And most of them hate the Americans and Israelis, although some of the ordinary citizens may welcome the overthrow of the present leaders, they wouldn’t want their country run by outsiders long-term.

It looks like DJT is trying to eliminate the most prominent clerics, and it was significant when he killed the supreme leader and some of the next in line. His strategy seems to be that if he kills enough of them, he may find someone who will cooperate with him in the same way as they are in Veniswala.

But if you get a Tiger by the tail, you should never let go.