I’ve been meaning to write about this subject for some time now, that time is now. Recently I have personally been a victim of “ no respect”, you know what I’m talking about, some other person, human, thing got away with not respecting you, treating you with a superior or inferiority complex of some kind.

Rest in peace my fellow people, respect is something we give freely and unconditionally to whoever we meet or interact with on our quest for happiness. When you respect someone naturally, you have reached the pinnacle of human relations. The problem here is that some people understand it the other way around, or have conditions, or in many cases to higher up individuals or people they look up to, other than that they disrespect.

Reinvention is a big word. It scares some, tickles other peoples fancy, misses many who choose to walk close to the wall never knowing what awaits them. Every once in a while you hear someone breaking from the pack, avoiding and not paying attention to the nay sayers and optimism slayers, they just keep moving on up!

What does it take to break from the pack and live the way you love, for the rest of your living days and in the process leave a legacy behind, or at least be remembered by your family, relatives and friends, or better yet the whole community.

In life & marketing I consider myself a leader of the pack, a tester of new ideas, a person that will check consequences as I go along, the thrill of being first excites me. If I can afford it, I use it, if I can’t I await the next big thing coming my way, if its free and wicked like Facebook, I attack with full force. That’s me, a sucker for new & innovative, its my way of saying thank you to the genius behind the idea.

I think that the thrill fades away after a while and in its place sinks reasoning and new perspectives, outlooks, understandings, change and a whole bunch of other stuff, but I still love Facebook for all its worth.

What do you when you face service and product inconveniences? like the stewardess on my flight today who did not have my newspaper, had only one choice of breakfast, non of the bread I like, insisted on giving me reasons that we can’t satisfy every passenger you know! management doesn’t listen, blah, blah, blah..I just laughed at this one, cause I gave up on our local airlines 30 years ago.. many new airlines jumped to the occasion ages ago, my dollars go to much better airlines, that is not my case today..

As I checked the mirror one more time to look my best (which somehow seemed to have changed over the years from that teenager look) and checked my mobile, cards, you know the old peoples stuff, I walked the walk to the ballroom.

As I approached the ballroom the guards were everywhere, it was a special evening you see. The governor of our city was coming to give a speech and shed some wisdom on our group of grads who seem to still stick together somehow or the other, he said” we are the people that run the city now” how uplifting is that? the sad thing is, we are the grown ups now!

I basically watch anything that comes flying my way, I give everything a chance once or twice, so later I found I am more into comedy in any form or subject. Never was a horror movie guy, I love thriller to an extent, Espionage big time, action, romantic comedy and a long list, which makes me feel I am one of two things: 1) tasteless 2) wide scoped , let me say I’m a bit of both.

Ever since we were kids, the Bond brand was there, with all the action, cars, technology and babes, destinations, story, the works. I remember begging my mom to buy me the James Bond white Lotus that spits rockets from the trunk, awesome..Thank you mom!.

It seems like the writer checked out what people like in life & movies and said to himself with a bit of luck, some special effects I can bring it all together, I think it was Ian Flemmings stories, who wrote some of his best work in Jamaica.

Suddenly the movie becomes a hit amongst viewers worldwide, and when you see someone attempting the impossible we tell him to cool down Mr. Bond, for his fantasia land adventures and survival techniques, “actually never die ones” to be precise, taking down the  enemies of the USA & Great Britain in stealth mode.

Imagine if I told you the man was crossing the highway and got hit head on! you would know he’s a goner, unless what hit him was his conscious and suddenly woke up to reality and ran back to the curb.

What if someone whispered to you that the CEO was told to leave, you always imagine him being booted out of his position for bad performance, but then again what if he was told to move out of his position to chairman? makes you think!

When that neighbor had his possessions repossessed and his car withdrawn in front of his family, you knew he was out. Then you look at the newspaper and see the very man being honored for his new company that solved the cities sewage problem in 3 months,(its been a problem for 25 years now) he had to risk it all, to win it all, makes you wonder what you really know.

Definition: A curved piece of wood; when properly thrown will return to thrower, invented by the Egyptians or other civilization, made famous in Australia.

The boomerang I’m referring to here is the other kind. The one that goes like this when your pissed at someone “ What goes around, comes around” no one said it and meant it better than Justin. So if we were to shed some light on a delicate subject like this we would try and make it as easy as possible, how? examples!

You can breath. You are OK. You can see. You can hear. You can feel. You can imagine things. You can walk. You can run.You can swim. You can survive. You made it through life to another day. You can read. You can write. You can talk. You can understand. You can move. You can decide. You can think. You can remember. You can learn. You can educate yourself. You can be anyone you want to be. You can pack up and leave. You are free. You can drive, fly, dive. You can laugh. You can cry. You can sing. You can love. You can be loved. You can play in the sand.You can taste. You can sense.

When someone never misses a loved one its one of two things, she never left his thoughts or she never left his sight.

When I walk alone, Im never really alone, its that mysterious other person that seems to accompany us on our travel and we whisper “ wish you were here”, that’s you, in everything I do.

When I get all mellow and soft with some good chill music in the background filling my space, its you that swims through the grooves with me and surround me.