Canfield, Proctor, Nightingale, Zagler, Hill, Robbins,
Tracy, Winfrey... step aside please..there's a new success guru in town!
Walt
Gleeson is a highly successful, internationally renowned author of
motivational books and CDs and other products. Starting as a rust
repairer on a sewage trawler in international waters, on one cent fifty
per month, Walt soon rose to control the entire US fleet, and he never
even graduated from High School. His career has spanned
over half a decade, during which he has acted as advisor to such alumni
as Richard Nixon, Oliver North and Mike Tyson, and he has enthralled
readers all over the world, from
Alaska to Florida and from Hawaii to Rhode Island, with such titles as
You Can Do It!
, You Can Do It! Too
, Literally Make
Your House Work For
You
, My Lai Was Just a Blip
and Become a Billionaire Whilst On The Toilet,
Walt is the
Puumaja Crew's personal realization and fulfilment coach, whatever that
is.
Walt has just returned from a trip to Europe..
Hello all, Walt here, I'm so glad to be back in the land of the free following my trip to the old country - Europe. The whole thing was a mixed bag of experiences I have to say.
First of all, the sheer poverty of the place. It's just everywhere. From the moment I got off the plane at Helsinki Vantaa airport, I could tell I'd arrived, if not in the third world then the second and a half world at the very least, from the tiny little cars to the puny, emaciated kids, to the safe houses for Islamists to the criminal income tax rates and 'free' healthcare.
Struggling to find a McDonalds at the airport, all I had to make do with was something called 'Hessburger', which my wife Betty pointed out to me, sounds more like 'horseburger'! So I had to make do with an inferior European burger, not for the first time. Sure, the Europeans are big on their street cafes, at least in the southern part of the country, but many of these are just one offs, they're not part of a syndicated chain nor do they have any desire to be. Losers. The ingredients are these so called 'natural' products, made by, no doubt unwashed, hands, over an unacceptably long period of time, and it was difficult to find anything which contained corn syrup.
Many of the folks just don't seem to want to smile at you or wish you a nice day, either. I was treated with great rudeness at one of the hotels I stayed in in either Germany or Ireland, I don't remember which - they're so similar, and was asked curtly to 'please fill your name and address here and the porter will take your bags to your room'. Not a meaningless platitude or toothsome soft focus smile in sight
Then we get on to the legendary European cowardice. From the French resistance museum to the memorial to the landing of the British paratroopers at Arnhem, all one big mess of retreat and counter retreat until, thankfully, we came in and single handedly restored the Europe of our forefathers (I'm of Welsh-Sorbian heritage and my wife comes from an old Icelandic-Algerian family).
Once, whilst we were announcing to the entire restaurant that we were from the USA, we encountered an example of the legendary European stinginess, ordering a 'family size' plate of authentic European buffalo wings, it came on a
plate, with a knife and fork, and not a bucket and spade!
I'm not saying that Europe doesn't have its good points - it does: the antique churches, domestic animals runing free in the streets, the beautiful girls, just waiting and praying for an American GI with a poorer command of the English language than they have to come and whisk them off to Little Cliff, West Dakota, it's a place with real potential some day to produce something really valuable and long lasting instead of the motley crue of composers, philosophers, writers, inventors, scientists, musicians, actors and sportspeople they've been churning out down the years...but I know where I hang my hat, and it'll always be here...stick with the winners!
Walt.
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