We have a big Wal-Mart store in our
town, and just about everybody for several miles around shops there. Some
people say you can find everything you need in Wal-Mart. I don’t know if you
can find everything, but you can find quite a bit of stuff in Wal-Mart. Our
Wal-Mart has one general manager, who oversees the entire store, yet he has
several people who run different departments; you know, auto, electronics,
furniture, clothing and groceries. I don’t believe one man could keep track of
everything going on in a large Wal-Mart store completely by himself, but I’m
sure he must meet with his department heads on a daily basis to “keep his
finger on the pulse of the operation”.
As a platoon sergeant, I had four
squad leaders, each had ten men in their prospective charge, and each squad had
specific duties. Each day I would meet with our platoon leader, Lt. Horowitz,
and he would tell me about our platoon’s scheduled assignments of the day. It
was my responsibility to see that those assignments were carried out properly.
I had 44 men to carry out our duties; I couldn’t stand over every one of them
and I had to rely on the capabilities of my squad leaders to do the hands-on
supervision of his men. I expected to be informed about any situation that
affected our operations in a timely manner by each squad leader. Like any good
platoon sergeant, I would show up at each squad’s area of assignment to check
on their progress; I would be unannounced, you know; a surprise! Sometimes it
was a good surprise, and sometimes it was a mass butt chewing; this all
depended on whether my squad leaders were doing their jobs correctly. I didn’t
like surprises! My men knew I didn’t like surprises, and they knew I would
stick my nose in at any time, so it was a good idea to follow my orders as they
were given. It was a rare day when I didn’t give the guy’s an unexpected visit;
after all, if they screwed up, it was MY BUTT that got chewed, and I didn’t
like that too much. When my men had duty assignments, I didn’t go to town; I
was supposed to be involved with their assignments; a good leader stays near
his men.
Jeffery Immelt is President Obama’s
head of the Jobs Council, the organization that is meant to find ways to
restore America’s lost jobs. Mr. Immelt is also head of General Electric, which
has outsourced 1.2 billion dollars in stimulus funds to build wind turbines in
Vietnam, which would be sold in America and around the world! I don’t believe
that is creating too many American jobs, do you?
All this talk about Mr. Immelt is
pretty interesting, yet the point I want to make today is that Mr. Obama has a
Job Council that he hasn’t met with in SIX MONTHS!!!
America is sitting on the worst job
growth in its history and it doesn’t seem to be getting any better, yet our
Commander in Chief hasn’t spoken with those who are supposedly working on this
problem since New Year’s Day!! Does this say something about how important job
growth is to Barack Obama? I don’t know how many golf dates he’s had, or how
many fund raisers he’s attended, but I know there had to be a few because I saw
them on the news and read about them in the papers. Barack Obama has made sure
he’s collected money for his campaign, yet he has put American jobs on the back
shelf while he took care of himself! I guess he believes those folks who he put
in charge don’t need any type of overseeing from him, so he will “go to town”
instead. Sorry America, but you elected a lousy platoon sergeant to supervise
America, and he needs a “discharge” real soon!!
(This is my last blog for two weeks, as
I have important house guests. I will see you all soon.)
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