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Eliminate numerical quotas, including Management by Objectives.

quote by W. Edwards Deming
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Occasionally I feel like the walls around are closing in on me
Physically I feel sometimes I need seclusion to be free
The irony at last I see reality is my perception
And my personality is my reflection

I must eliminate and change yesterday's
Yesterday's pains today
I must eliminate and change yesterday's
Yesterday's pains today

I need to be set free from the smiles that are scarring my skin sarcastically
And ?? seems to comfort and freeze in full around me mentally
The irony at last I see reality is my deception
And my personality is my deflection

I must eliminate and change yesterday's
Yesterday's pains today
I must eliminate and change yesterday's
Yesterday's pains today

Can I make it?
I'll try
Can I take it?
I'll try

I've finally healed my wounds and healing the next thing and pouring out of me
The precious success becoming apparently a bigger part of me
I'm looking back at the things I cant remove the past
Ok with me
The future is brighter than I could imagine it to beand#8230;

I must eliminate and change yesterday's
Yesterday's pains today
I must eliminate and change yesterday's
Yesterday's pains today

song performed by Taproot from Welcome
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Decide For Yourself

Who should be held accountable...
And responsible for the current global mess?

Eliminate those who are hungry,
And suffering from homelessness.

Eliminate the 'tryers'...
Who barely survive,
Living from paycheck to paycheck!

Eliminate those among the middle class,
Paying more than their share of taxes.

Eliminate the unborn...
Yet to face conflicts arising,
In unknown and divided environments!

Then listen to others with interest!
Those continuing to protect their selfish greed...
With an excess of protest!
Blaming everyone under the Sun.
Including those living overseas.

And after you have satisfied these questions...
Introducing any that may follow next?
Try to eliminate from your list,
Delusion that interfere...
With fantasies treasured you hold dear.

You can do this with limited unrest.
By looking from your window.
Or gazing down at your own doorstep.

Then ask yourself this...
'How much dirt lays near my own secured nest?
That I have overlooked that keeps it unswept? '

Maybe 'then' you will not be quick to criticize,
Others who speak out...
About losses diminished by a gluttony,
They can no longer accept with ambitions wished.

Perhaps you will then wake up to see...
Reality as it is!
A 'reality' that has been made to be!
And caring less about your isolated shock!
Or the quickness of breath,
Heaving from your chest!

And guess what?

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Don't Nibble With a Quibble Missed

Eliminate steps you waste.
And move on the case,
To do what it takes...
To make it!

Eliminate steps you waste.
And move on the case,
To do what it takes...
To make it!

Decide to say goodbye...
To all your trials and denials,
Served on a plate.
As you wait in hesitation,
To nibble...
With a quibble missed.

Decide it's much too late...
To celebrate a fate,
Some wish to fizzle!
To make you miserable!

Eliminate steps you waste.
And move on the case,
To do what it takes...
To make it!

There's nothing to it,
But to do it!

Eliminate steps you waste.
And move on the case,
To do what it takes...
To make it!

Prove that you can do it!
And...
Eliminate steps you waste.
And move on the case,
To do what it takes...
To make it!

Don't nibble,
With a quibble missed.

Decide it's much too late...
To celebrate a fate,
Some wish to fizzle!
To make you miserable!

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Human’s traits

Abundance will not eliminate begging.
Prosperity will not eliminate stealing.
Punishment will not eliminate killing
Availability will not eliminate adultery.
They are all traits we must live with.
25.03.2008

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Mixed Messages

Do you know,
What I think I do?
Your messages are sending me a meaning.
I interpret most of them as being mixed.
I think you know it.
And that's intented.

Do you know,
What I think I do?
Is there something here we should be investing?
With some time given,
To digest!
If we conversated to replace the guessing.

I'm not the one to be confused about a message.
I'm the kind that likes it more direct.
If you've got some feelings for me confessed them.
Help me out here,
Let's not start a mess.
Eliminate the guessing,
And put this at rest.

Do you know,
What I think I do?
Is there something here we should be investing?
Let's eliminate the guessing,
And put this at rest.

Do you know,
What I think I do?
Help me out here,
Let's not start a mess.
The less guess work will put my mind at rest.

Do you know,
What I think I do?
Less guess work will eliminate a mess.

Help me out here,
Let's not start a mess.
Less guess work will eliminate to put this mess at rest.

Do you know,
What I think I do?
Your messages are sending me a meaning.
I interpret most of them as being mixed.
I think you know it.
And that's intented.

I think you know it.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Will Over Come, With Adversity In Full Swing

I will overcome.
With adversity in full swing
I will rewrite it all.
Including who I am.
Destroying the victim
Becoming the savior.
There is just no victim here
Never again.

Listen to me a I scream.
My lungs are exploding.
No more mere whispers.
No more falling on deaf ears.
Killing every once of doubt.
Dedication with greatest sensation.
A fabulous celebration.

I will overcome.
With adversity in full swing
I will rewrite it all.
Including who I am.
Destroying the victim
Becoming the savior.
There is just no victim here
Never again.

My soul burns as never before
This is my new heaven
This is my new hell.
And all I want is more.
An undying hunger as the clock strikes eleven
This is no longer my dirty dusty old shell.

I will overcome.
With adversity in full swing
I will rewrite it all.
Including who I am.
Destroying the victim
Becoming the savior.
There is just no victim here
Never again.

I'm no longer a man in hiding
I am a man now confiding
With every secret we go deeper
The mountain is now getting steeper
So I tie my boot
And I ready my rifle to shoot

I will overcome.

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poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Diplomatic Niceties

I can feel the aroma of the air around me,
And it is like diplomatic niceties!
For this love of nature is twice rapacious.
It is like an exquisite treasure to have,
With a brimful gift in the making;
But the traumatic quest to feel this air is,
All about the love of this aroma!
The existing quotas of life are inequitable and,
Glossily unfair by the law makers around us;
But i am always pleased about nature's role,
And like the natural instincts that fills the air without quotas.
I can feel the aroma of the air around me,
And like the treasure of life to crown the day;
But this kind of atmosphere is always controlled by nature.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Long Live Apartheid

I was feeling sad and red,
I didn’t know, which way, nation was going.
There were quotas all around,
Communal, caste, gender, language, regional and physical,

And what not, do not know.
Quota in the air, quota in the sky,
Quota in the ground,
Quotas everywhere.

We are here as in a caste republic,
Swept with the farce of equality and secularism,
Where racism is the grating roar,
Bring the eternal note of discrimination.

Alas! There was no peace,
No help for needy poor, dying farmers,
Braving soldiers and wailing widows,
Where racial leaders loot day, in and day out.

Looking high and low, reservation every where,
Merit was trampled underneath the boots,
It was wailing in the brutal world,
Humanity and merit was burning.

It was not a wild fire,
It was the fire of innocence,
Youth, merit and justice,
And knaves were counting their votes.

They were not the brokers of social justice,
They were not the paid ponies of secularism,
But it was the truth burning for justice,
It was the merit crying for honor.

The knaves were dancing on their pyre,
Waiting for another pray, to be burnt alive,
They were cruel masters and have no pain,
Butchers were shining the dagger to stab merit.

They died for justice, vultures live for injustice,
They died for merit, they live for destruction,
They died for truth, they live for farce,
They died for the nation, they live for decay.

Remember it was not a simple fire,
The hot blaze will burn the knaves,
One day the butchers will get the message,
Or else, as in the past, nation will be devoured by slavery,

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poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma
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Security is always going to be a cat and mouse game because there'll be people out there that are hunting for the zero day award, you have people that don't have configuration management, don't have vulnerability management, don't have patch management.

quote by Kevin Mitnick
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It's like there was the Union, and then there's the Union Management. In some of the strikes that I covered when I saw the strike starting to break, wasn't necessarily when Management was giving in, more so than when the strikers were at odds with the Union Management.

quote by Richard Grimes
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People Of Australia

Yeah, people of australia, sing this song
See many faces from many places, yeah
We all live in one country
But we all come from many others you see
United we dearly hold
The principles of equality
And dignity
And sanctity
People of australia
We live in a very, very old place
The aboriginal people have lived here for 40,000 50,000 60,000 years
They didnt sell it to anybody
They didnt give it away for toys
They didnt trade it in for houses up the coast
They had it stolen off of them, they had it nicked off them
People of australia
People of australia
Our continent is immense
It is unique in the world
But it needs our r.e.s.p.e.c.t.
Our devotionality
Our continent, our home it needs wise management
Some wise management
Your wise management

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poem by Rwetewrt Erwtwer
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That Was Part One. Maybe Part Two Needs Review

In the meantime,
Save up all your nickles and dimes...
And make yourself that charity case.
Goodbye.
Good luck.
This enviroment I'm in,
Needs to be replaced.

And in the meantime,
You can stop that whining you sigh...
And lift yourself over hurdles that appear.
My leaving you will help you find,
What's been missing for years...
Between both of your ears.

You chose to booze up when you wanted to.
You chose to do what you wanted to do.
You choose to eliminate a listening to hear.
Now you think I want you close...
Although distant when I wish you near?

That was part one.
Maybe part two needs review!

You chose to booze up when you wanted to.
You chose to do what you wanted to do.
You choose to eliminate a listening to hear.
Now you think I want you close...
Although distant when I wish you near?

'Come here.
You don't have to say it twice.
Come here,
I know what you need and like.'

Oh no,
I'm not attracted to defeat.
I know...
How to stand on my own two feet.
And I,
Wish not to ever repeat...
Being alone while you roam the streets.

Oh no,
I'm not attracted to defeat.
I know...
How to stand on my own two feet.
And I,
Wish not to ever repeat...
Being alone while you roam the streets.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dreamworks

DREAMWORKS
Eyes saw reflection Monday, when World War II was won,
emerging, letters learning, to betters bowed, begun
a journey spread like butter upon life’s bread, which seems
to be about to stutter before landlord of dreams.

Eye Tuesday schooled, life's masquerade began to understand
how letters strung together rung bells brain took in hand,
soft strength no bitter toil required to channel patterned streams,
blood flood no rudder needed to feed forever's dreams.

Eyes which advanced one Wednesday upon emotions’ tide
to woo, to win, together, as groom to beauty bride,
felt joys would last for ever, like strawberries and cream,
tapped hope's sap, never'd sever eternity from dreams.

Eyes which in turn one Thursday sired fruit so well desired,
who queried much, yet stayed untouched by vain ambitions tired,
felt feelings frank, not clever, that seek 'together's' gleams,
to sow, reap, harvest, gather the essence of shared dreams.

Eyes which Friday celebrate, see seed to stripling strong
stretch skywards, never hesitate, sift just from wrong's pronged tongs,
subjective views eliminate, zest tests through searchlight beams,
shows all may know glow grows, fair flows, to feed tomorrow’s dreams.

Eyes weary on this Saturday sense Winter drawing near,
reach through rhyme’s interplay to transmit loud and clear
before Time’s ‘weak~end’ weather may ravage, mock soul’s gleams,
this theme: ~ that one should never compromise on dreams.

Eyes which one Sunday may pass away, life legacy would leave:
ideals unbetrayed, pray none know poison, prison, grieve.
Life's cycle turns as candle burns, warms all within its beams, ~
road cats' eyes snake, make no mistake, tomorrow takes your dreams...

9 May 2005 minor modifications 21 April 2008 revised 30 April 2008,8 March 2011

for previous versions see below

DREAMWORKS

Eyes saw first light one Monday, when World War II was won,
emerging, letters learning, to betters bowed, begun
a journey spread like butter upon life’s bread, which seems
to be about to stutter before landlord of dreams.

Eyes which were schooled one Tuesday began to understand
how letters strung together rung bells brain took in hand,
soft strength no conscious effort to channel patterned streams

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poem by Jonathan Robin
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We Can Turn This All Around

Minus sadness.
Reduce your madness.
Eliminate the negative...
For a positive return!

Subtract the stresses.
Address the messes.
Add a touch of happiness,
To produce that smile you've earned!

Divided chaos has us at a lost!
It doesn't do one good...
When the bad things keep on happening!
Conflicting wishes increase at such a cost.
And upside down,
Are emotions we've invested!

Minus sadness.
Reduce your madness.
Eliminate the negative...
For a positive return!

Subtract the stresses.
Address the messes.
Add a touch of happiness,
To produce that smile you've earned!

Too many people straining...
To bank on reminiscing pain,
Groaning its existence...
And allowing its persistence.

Too many pinching to regain,
A consciousness sitting...
To stay in times unfitting.

Many wish wanting the same to remain.
And the loud cries heard for change...
Will not stop folks from lamenting,
A past they can't see ending!

Minus sadness.
Reduce your madness.
Eliminate the negative...
For a positive return!

Subtract the stresses.
Address the messes.
Add a touch of happiness,
To produce that smile you've earned!

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Math Suks

If necessity was the mother of invention
Then Id like to kill the guy who invented this
The numbers come together in some kind of third dimension
A regular algebraic bliss
Lets starts with something simple
Like 1 and 1 aint 3
Any 2 plus 2 will never get you 5
Theres fractions in my subtraction
And x dont equal y
But my homework is bound to multiply
Math suks (math suks), math suks (math suks)
Id like to burn this text book
I hate that stuff so much
Math suks (math suks), math suks (math suks)
Sometimes I think that I dont know that much
But math suks
I got so bored with my homework
I turned on the tv
The beauty pageant winners were all smiling through their teeth
And they asked the new miss america
Hey babe can you add up all those bucks
She looked puzzled then just said math suks
Math suks (math suks), math suks (math suks)
You dont even have to spell it
All you have to do is yell it
Math suks (math suks), math suks (math suks)
Sometime times I think that I dont know that much
But math suks
Geometry and trigonometry and if they dont tax your brain
There are numbers to big to be named
Numerical precision is a science with a mission
And I think its gonna drive me insane
Parents fighting with their children
And the congress cant agree
Teachers and their students are all jousting constantly
Management and labor keep rattling old sabres
Quacking like those peabody ducks
Math suks (quack quack), math suks (quack quack)
You dont even have to spell it
All you have to do is yell it
Math suks, thats right, math suks, you got it
Sometime times I think that I dont know that much
But math suks
All right there goes our g rating
Math suks, math suks, math suks the big one
Math suks, math suks, math suks the big one
Math suks, math suks, math suks the big one
Math suks, math suks, math suks, math suks

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Philosophy is a game with objectives and no rules. Mathematics is a game with rules and no objectives.

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Instead of ideological objectives of a political nature, today we are faced with ideological objectives of economic nature.

quote by Omar Bongo
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The Death Of Adolf Hitler’s Personal Physician

Why was Hilter’s personal physician
sentenced to death Daddy Daddy?

What did he do Daddy Daddy?

Karl Brant Hilter’s personal physician
was sentenced to death by the U.S.
War Crime Tribunal in August 1947!

Brandt was indicted with 22 other Nazi
SS doctors and SS officers! Brandt was
Reich Commissioner for Health and Sanitation!

Brandt was charged found guilty on all four
counts! Brandt was charged with conspiracy:
conspiracy in war crimes, aggressive wars,

membership in the criminal SS organization,
crimes against humanity, criminal acts
including participating in and consenting to

the use of concentration camp inmates;
to be used as test subjects in medical
experiments, including experiments on

women children without any anesthetic,
vivisection cutting up live people
without an anesthetic to reduce raw pain.

SS Medical Corp wore a serpent crest
on the collar patches of SS unit insignia.
From1935 to 1938 SS Medical Corps

began to serve a far more sinister purpose.
SS doctors serving in concentration camps
engaging in human medical experiments.

In 1936 SS doctors strengthen the master
race, culling the mentally disabled and
physically handicapped, vital work to assist

purification in Nazi Race Euthanasia Program.

By 1941 elite Waffen-SS doctors were highly
trained both in medical skills and combat
tactics, many receiving high combat awards.

SS doctors achieved such heights through
human medical experiments, notorious
experiments, at Aushwitz and Dachau

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poem by Terence George Craddock
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Management by objective works - if you know the objectives. Ninety percent of the time you don't.

quote by Peter Drucker
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