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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.

February/04/2010 15:06PM
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We got exactly what we deserved by electing a community organizer president. With zero experience in the real world, his thought processes are severely flawed. Every idea, every plan, every program he has put forth in the first year has bombed. Every one. His first big idea, close Gitmo. Not only is it not closed, Read the full article…

February/03/2010 15:13PM
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The Supreme Court struck down most of the McCain/Feingold Act as unconstitutional. No surprise that a liberal act would have the name McCain attached. Remember,as the Republican candidate, McCain ran as Obama lite, supporting health care reform, cap and trade, no drilling in the US, and immigration reform. No wonder his staff had to monitor Read the full article…

February/02/2010 19:22PM
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My Parents were young adults in the Great Depression. They shared with me the horrors of being poor and no jobs during this dark time in America. They talked about government cheese and peanut butter handed out to hungry people in need. The government cheese wasn’t smelly cheese, but American cheese as we know it Read the full article…