kiwipeso's Journal: The concept of competition.

I'd like to note that the state relies on a non-competitive monopoly funding it's own rubbish that has no reliability.
I should note that this particular monopoly is so incompetant that it believes it is the only way to do things.
I should note that the sheer bloat of the monopoly corporation is so big that there is no single person able to ensure stability.
This could equally be said to apply to certain parts of the civil service, namely the farmer's monopoly markets.
This sheer lack of competitive incentives can only cause hardship for consumers and producers due to the non-productive economics of excessive amounts of lawyers, accountants, and bureacracy.

This arrangement of non-competitive economics can only become an endless cycle of corporate welfare and government welfare.
This readily becomes a trap for dependancy on the state for the limited resources it has available.
This greatly inefficient system is doomed to failure due to the sheer lack of productivity caused by self-defined academia.
In layman's terms this could be defined as a lack of drive towards expansion, diversity and new knowledge.

Perhaps this could mean that the sheer lack of the competitive spirit that drives success is lacking in those companies.
There is a sheer lack of a future in any monopoly that believes it's own statistical lies, errors and politics.
This can only lead down into a black hole that distorts the postive shape of 4 dimensional space/time and can only be recycled out on the negative side of 4 dimensional space/time.

I've been doing some funny stuff

[kiwipeso]

Have you noticed any special connections between the Moby "We are all made of stars" and Eminem lately ?
Dude, I'm famous for getting in shit with the both NZ & AUS Governments for standing up for my rights to some special software I dreamed up before my incidents a couple of years ago.

I've finally recovered my memory of the good stuff I was doing ages ago, and I've got a few parts of my story to leak out on "Blue Heelers".
By the way, I like that really cute cop Jo. the one that doesn't look like every other blonde on Aussie TV.
Damn, my life is like that Film "Shallow Hal", I want to help my really cute friend get over her problem, even if she doesn't want me back.

It's just a damn hassle going a couple of hundred kilometres to be with a special friend, even if she forgets things every week.
I would consider it to be a very personal mission to give my friend the gift of a lifetime.

If she no longer wants to be to be with me I suppose, I would have to find someone else to love one day. It's not like I'm the sort of personal who gives into peer pressure of any sort.
I'm the sort of guy who can stand up to the sort of crap you see on Reality TV and say "It's my life, I'll live it my way."

As far as I'm concerned, I couldn't give a damn about the civil service of self-righteous censors who operate in this town.
[It should be noted that I'm currently in the NZ capital, not yet back in my favorite part of Australia.]
So what if I can speak fluently and effluently in a few languages ?
It's my right to speak my mind, regardless of some hopeless local civil servant's stupid ideas about control of whatever I was doing.

I'm rambling here, I know. But I'd rather just get out of this boring cycle of people catching up to what I was working years ago in town at a far slower rate than even I was when I was nearly dead and set up shop on some other location.