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Better Lives for Our Grandchildren: A Plane Crash Survivor's Perspective on Politics and Life , by Bill Robertson (Author)

A retired marketing executive of a $40 billion corporation, Bill Robertson has led an interesting life. Growing up in Niles, Michigan, he attended Harvard Business School, ran a marathon, scaled Mt. Rainier, played a round of golf with Neil Armstrong, met President Reagan, and made six holes in one. He also survived a devastating airline disaster aboard United Airlines Flight 232, which crashed in Sioux City, Iowa. The crash changed his priorities and his life. Spending time with a growing family became his top concern, and he worried for the future of his six grandkids. The future looked bleak. His grandkids’ generation might be the first to have a lower standard of living than their parents. This book, Better Lives for Our Grandchildren: A Plane Crash Survivor's Perspective on Politics and Life, shows how he applied his extensive marketing experience to examine the direction of the country by taking the reader on the journey that led to the election of Donald J. Trump as president. The country wanted change, and Bill’s book identifies why there was so much angst and what the country is doing to change direction.

March/16/2008 22:48PM
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The USA is a nation of addicts. We use 25% of the world’s oil daily. Despite all the warnings over the years, we just keep on trucking. Our addiction is so bad it will require a serious intervention to kick it. We will have to hit bottom before we realize we have no solutions to our Read the full article…

March/15/2008 22:39PM
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To quote Doris Lessing in "The Golden Notebook" "Very few people really care about freedom, about liberty, about the truth, very few. Very few people have guts, the kind of guts on which a real democracy has to depend. Without people with that sort of guts a free society dies or cannot be born." In Read the full article…

March/14/2008 14:11PM
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Yesterday I took a 6 mile hike in the mountains. The wild flowers were in peak bloom. As I walked it occurred to me that by the time he’s my age, Al Gore won’t be able to drag his lard ass up a flight of stairs. His exposure to the outdoors will be like it is Read the full article…