Tag: management

Migrant Leadership in the United States of America? Little Me?

I was caught up with USC (University Southern California) people in the 1970s also. Filmmakers, political young adults. This is never spoken of. I visited the USC campus many times before I was 8 years old. Some thought I’d go there eventually as a college student and get a career with their alumni. It appears a mafia sold me out and I was banned from the campus instead.

I attended a film location scout that involved the United Nations and propaganda. It appeared that I was going to be in the film itself. There was some major conflict involving my identity. Looks like real Russian(?) people were ANGRY that I was a bright child with ideas YET NOT ACTUALLY RUSSIAN. So they told me to “go stand with the United States people” and I did. That actor(?) told me, “We are a country in debt. It may never change. You are a U.S. born child and we want you to be a migrant leadership person.” I thought it was for the movie. Looks like I got caught up very badly with professional entertainment migrants as well as contractor/builders and it is/was VERY REAL all these decades.

Migrant meetings? I was TOLD that is all I had to do, is show up for some migrant meetings. As a youth, I was not certain what that all meant. It appears… I’ve actually been human trafficked all these years and YET DO NOT KNOW ANYONE for real. I don’t have a list of migrants or their leaders to be in contact with. People simply put me on a bus now and then and they made ME LOOK LIKE A MIGRANT. I didn’t speak with people. I was like a mascot, a pet, a toy, a flag bearer who could not actually do much for anyone and my own funding was very low like a migrant worker who came over a border into the U.S.A. So I got kidnapped and trafficked and somehow migrants were told to follow me around (1970s and 80s)? I basically was taken places, and the workers followed and they did all the talking and deal-making and I got MUGGED over and over again. Silenced.

I’m not as bad off these days, however I’m still not a leadership person with money to hire people. I still do not have a contact list of leaders and workers from any company or organization. Nothing. I believe I am very done with people as I was TOLD to take “retirement age” at 50 years old if I do not have a contract. I do not have a contract for or from others. I am just living a very simple boring life. No one has asked for me to step up and speak with a group. The last time that happened for real was in my youth. I’ve been attacked by gang members by force and injury as well as druggings–just before I was to speak anywhere–even in a high school classroom. So public speaking was out for me and has been for decades. Very real gang leaders likely knew I couldn’t handle managing migrant workers. They may have sabotaged me from any of the related duties just so the migrant workers sought other leaders who can handle or manage them.

This is yet another online writing I had not planned on. Am hoping that coming clean on what I know about helps people MOVE ON FROM ME and seek help and leadership from those who are far more enabled.

The Empty Well

(back soon with the story, need more time to think about it. Hope the title alone can solve some pending questions.)

“My ink well is dry, therefore I cannot write more.” – the writer

“I’ve been ill for a very long time, I don’t know what well means.” – the patient

“I have not done something fulfilling in a long time.” – the worker

“I wish you well, and good bye.” – the fraud

The story…

The year 1200 AD… somewhere in Europe.

There is a small town with two water wells that draw from different sources. Each well is located a separate ends of the town. For more than one generation the people of the town got their water from either. There were no fights. Even during a drought, people talked and planned to make best use of the waters available.

One day, a young man was angry. He wanted a way to get the attention of everyone in town so he tainted one well and gathered like-minded friends to guard the remaining well.

His first attempt at showing his anger was to watch some people become very ill from the well he did not guard.

The next attempt at “letting others feel his anger” was to block people from using “his well”. Most were scared enough to just not ask for water and rationed what they had, hoping the boys would calm down.

A small boy is encouraged to talk to the boys at the well and he seeks them out. Once in front of them he asks, “Why are you protecting the remaining well yet not sharing its waters?”

The older boys complain amongst each other. It has been many days they’ve lived around the well to “protect it” and they’ve had to find their own food and slept under tree limbs and the sky, no longer protected themselves. The small boy notices they are tired and angrier than he remembers ever seeing people. And they have weapons he is not used to seeing. They look newly made, and not by the blacksmith. Made themselves?

TBC

Ask the Janitor

Honestly, if society does not want to pay someone to be responsible, you cannot make them be.

For instance, if the janitor is running the corporation while mopping floors… They may never get real information and people and clout… To make good decisions. They can only be a friend to chat with.

I am NOW FULLY RETIRED from even being a “friend” of a corporation. I don’t want to talk to people about company business. Or politics. It just burned me.

Scary Idea…Simple Me as a “Criminal Me”

I HAVE TO RETIREMENT AGE and QUIT IN HASTE any commitment or support of Hollywood, Bollywood… even Dollywood… whatever. I HAVE BEEN TRULY MISTAKEN AS SOMEONE ELSE “risen from death” or something!

Great series, great characters… illustates the “Doctor Jekyl, Mr. Hyde” effect in a single human being. What if these were two different people: a Simple Me (the doctor) and Criminal Me (Hulk)? The doctor knew Hulk could do amazing things, but he couldn’t control like people hoped or wished he could. And others, love Hulk just being his unchained self even if he got injured, damaged, thrown in jail. Both of these characters exist in societies. Not always as obvious as Hollywood can paint them! (Incredible Hulk and promotional photography is copyright MARVEL ENTERTAINMENT, I admit to borrowing this from the internet without written permission and am wiling to remove it if asked.)

MORE THAN ONE MAN, who could have been deemed terroristic with a gun even talented at filmmaking… were involved with gangs and mafia, and getting movies created… USED MY NAME in the 1970s. I AM NOT HIM. I may have looked like HIS DAUGHTER at some point in time. But I was a stand in if you thought that. One used me like A SON… which later became Korean boys and women in Hollywood. I am NOT ONE OF THEM… or you’d all know ME PERSONALLY BETTER and I wouldn’t have to write this over 100mi+ away from Hollywood. Some of the men and women using my name may still be in Honolulu, L.A. even scattered all over the U.S. and internationally. I’m the young one some had to swear to protect and may be how my name got all over Hollywood… but new people over the years may not have known the origin. My “Hollywood dads” and “moms” and “brothers and sisters” used my name and others’ names in L.A. Like “criminal me’s”.

People need the “criminal me’s” in and out of Hollywood FOR MONIES… not someone like me. I was known as a big mouth child, but also a “quiet, creative Steven”… I cannot rise to the occasion of “criminal me” and go brute force movies and money for Hollywood. Nor can I traffic people.

More on “Criminal Me’s”

Another thing about “Criminal Me’s”. Some are obviously not as criminal as others. In my case I got a variety too. But what may need a REVIEW is how many criminals me’s are working against a certain “simple me”. Too many people ganging up on the same person, and not coordinated… equates to more damage and more people thrown in jail.

Some criminal me’s are intelligent and get really great things done! Others are more thuggish and just hate people, don’t love anything.

Corporate “Criminal Me’s”… I want to note, some corporation people come across very criminal… even if they play by the rules and laws of a country. Politicians too. They have to be educated about what’s going on and make tough decisions that could hurt thousands people, maybe millions financially. Some of it requires “management IQ”. I respect those. They DO KNOW ABOUT “simple me” people though, and know NOT to SPEND MONEY damaging them. “Simple me” people are typically not a threat.

I am a “Simple Me” who has been allowed to register motion picture studio names. It’s probably because the high up corporate people know I’m NOT A THREAT TO THEM. They know I wouldn’t do dangerous things. They’ve probably been watching too to see what I’d do. Not all know me well at all. Some have for decades though, but I’m not sure how well. Some may be sad that there are so many criminal me’s that I can’t even just visit major corporations, people from them, or be a “late bloomer” and do more in society than just write online… which is about all I have right now.

I’m capable of being a “corporation criminal me” but not to the level managers at big companies are. They have tougher jobs with a lot of back up, people behind them. I don’t have much at all.

This is funny, just came across this so adding on here…

Hahaha!!! Now.. not all criminal me’s look like batman… and… geezus, I’m NOT that kind of simple me! But I BET there are some “dynamic duos” out there that would surprise people. But the point here is… this catwoman really couldn’t do much to that Batman, and that Batman could do some serious damage to this cat woman… and it wouldn’t make any sense! However, some cat women like this may be hidden criminal me’s who have big criminal me’s elsewhere that could injure Batman… but is it necessary? Would it be necessary to damage Batman because he was .. taller? Male? Or drove a cool car? Or one of the cat’s liked him better? Some simple me catwomen could just give Batman some lunch money on an off day (like his fortune was unavailable).. you know? Lesson here is… maybe should be nicer to each other whoever we are, whichever suit we are wearing? Bat or Cat?

On Stealing from a “Cat Person”

Side note about my survival money in life. One of my father’s demonstrated to a criminal in my childhood… depositing $100 in a bank savings account. That was around the late 1970s. Within the last ten years or so, may have been 2014-2016 or so I was able to get a check from the State of Hawaii for around $200… the savings account had been closed and funds “went to the state”… which happens with a dormant account. The point is… all these decades… NOT ONE PERSON could claim and use the account. So if there are any criminals watching me, stalking me… waiting for a time to knock me down once and for all and bury me… they STILL WON’T GET my survival monies.