The Boy Teacher and the Father Student 8 (no distance between, ever)
When Does Love End?
The Older I Get The More I am not So Sure
One of the most overlooked notions of dad and son is the connectivity. Even the bad connections. Life is still a shared experience for 40 years or more.
I have a few good friends that I do not stay in contact with much. Little childhood buddies of families which we consider like cousins. I have one good buddy from college who was my roommate and another since ’81 professionally. I got together recently with a good man who was in 1st grade with me and through High. Shoot we acted like no time had passed. I get together with these folks from time to time and we just hug and start right into conversations, like there has been no real time that has passed. When my elder son and I chit chat it is like were are standing next to each other, though quite often he is in Bulgaria or the Argentine Alps. We also connected like that when I was across the mighty Pacific or hanging out at Dartmouth.
The bond is too tight. (As a caveat we must be clear to not accept childhood “framing”. Like “Eric likes to go over 100mph driving and 70 skiing.”)
Now do not get me wrong here this is just an observation that I am comfortable with, as connections are the full spectrum of the rainbow and more. I am adopted. Eric just get over it, your siblings have an umbilical cord connection with mom and I do not. But I am the one she chose. Different connections but the same equality in life.
Let me just say that I am a freak of sorts. Take your, somewhat partially accurate Intelligence Quotient and you can be freaky different than most, either way, one leading to a Bi-polar and another headed toward savant. My dad was that way. He left when I was eight. He sent me pictures with him with presidents domestic and abroad. He regretted his taking the picture with his Kodak instead of being in it with Einstein and Arizona Chiefs at the Grand Canyon. He was that weird.
Let me lay some foundation here. In about 1997 groups like the U.N. and others got ahold of the internet. Can you imagine the miracle of a Cambodian and a Yugoslavian getting to have meetings without thousands of dollars spent travelling or even months spent with snail mail. We could change the world!!! My work was in internet and intranet in “developing” countries. I forget the yahoo dude that nominated me to be on a Pharmaceutical panel. The point was that we now knew the dirty business they were into globally. $60 for my meds and $200 for antibiotics in Kenya.
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Hate the Bureaucrats? So Do Not Whine, Beat Them At Their Own Game.
I had no knowledge of medicines. But they needed what we called pollywogs. Things like how to write a policy that provides for national independence and yet places an international protocol/standard to global markets. So I am doing some work. As my involvement made our corporation more legitimate. This hard core Dr. from Oregon starts pounding the notion that public health governmental agencies are the ones to attack regarding distribution. Those guys literally withhold medicine for bribes. I had to say that this guy knew his stuff.
Of course I reached out to this man, we really did not have first and last name concepts at the time as internet privacy governance was still in the works.
I reached out to the old man – about 82 or so. Well I was shocked unconscious. The old fart was my dad. Once I came back to consciousness and got off the floor. We picked up just like we had spent those years together.
Let Us See Where This Took Us
B: Dad I just don’t see how spending money on enforcement would do better than augmentation and subsidy.
F: Because the some old bribe system and out right theft and then black market would just stablelize the huge problem we have. We are better off making deals with the despots.
B: So you are suggesting paying off the top dogs in order to control the bottom feeders?
F: One thing to consider Eric is that the different funds come from elsewhere, we will not cut into our medical budget. That seems like your job to me.
B: Sure, throw up a hand grenade and expect me to catch and throw it before it explodes on me!
F: Well when we played catch you were damn quick on the catch and toss. You could have at least gotten a full ride playing second.
B: I think that this paradigm should shift with you medical folks instead of things like 20 Secretaries of State agreeing.
F: But that avoids the hard issue. We cannot be seen holding up medicine in order to sanction any country. So if we use separate funds to hold them accountable, we hold back those sums instead of the medicine.
B: You are still the consummate bureaucrat. What was that you taught me? If you have finite funding then build in amenities as more funding will be there for necessities. So your thought is that funding is the amenity and for drugs we will get more funding, because the news cycle will show the need. Crap!! I see your point and I hate it.
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B: Hi dad, thinking about you all day. So I do not forget to remind your senile brain, the stuff we post on the committee “internet room” is fully accessible to any yahoo. Believe me I know that your type and engineer types are just a bit harder than herding cats. Well call them techies nowadays.
F: I will keep that in mind son. Anything else you want to scold your old man about?
B: No but I have a near criminal concept but I think I can make it legal.
F: That sounds fun, I will be dead before they actually jail me.
B: So I want to make a deal with the pharmas so we can get their gazillion dollars on board. I would prefer to call international incentivizing of global medical markets. Yes I copyrighted that. So if we could somehow burn down the bureaucrat walls enough to just get rid of the stupid wastes of time, pharmas could make even 300% more. Of course that would require them to join the international club we establish yada yada yada with healthy bullshit thrown in.
F: Possibly doable. But you have to calculate in the governing groupies and not dislplace them. You lose one idiotic redundant job to these shenanigans and our politicians will publicly curse you while maybe privately fully endorsing the plan. How about we throw some money onto/into a fast track. Unions get their dough to do even less.
B: I have one problem I have to guard against. The free market rule about subsidies. It should not apply but African nations for example could claim fake market prices due to gov. assistance.
F: Could it be as simple as building a few production facilities in the problem places?
B: let me suggest why that might not work. You just could not leave the quality assurance into indigenous populations. The training would be massive with the local gov. able to take it over on a crazy dictator’s whim. Proprietary formulas would be stolen so fast our heads would spin.
In this case the conversation never ends for four years. Literally hours a week without deviation from purpose. You may not like it but; Aids, Ebola and Zika outbreaks were partially prevented/contained because of a working policy group founded through efforts as above. It is ugly business making sausage.
But we were let in on the conversation to show that time hath no bearing on love.