When I was a program manager for a large computer equipment manufacturer, I dealt with the global supply chain on a daily basis.  I worked with people and machines.  We weren’t interested in creating headlines for headlines’ sake.  We just wanted to accomplish the tasks we assigned one another in our give-and-take of getting products and services to our internal and external customers.

Conspiracy theories were for the quacks parading and masquerading as popular newspaper columnists, radio/TV talk show hosts and pulpit pounders.

I never met a spy or an industrial espionage mole.

The flow of information across business borders (which sometimes crossed political borders) was the natural course of action of human endeavour.

In other words, I grew into a member of the global economy.  I was not tied to any one gender, race, creed, religion, country or local/regional ideology.

I don’t have turf to protect or children to instill a particular belief set into.

I am, was, and will be a proponent of Earth-based lifeforms because I was born here first.

However, I look forward to the day when lifeforms can consciously/intellectually say that our solar system (and eons from now, our galaxy) is their natural birthplace.

At least, that is the storyline told in this blog, mixing in realism and tall tales to give us a perspective many of us have envisioned from our foggy toddlerhood.

Keeping in mind that my weak side — my Kryptonite, so to speak — is the medical/emotional details of family life that distract me from telling our story in the view of a visitor 1000 years from now…