A Visit From America’s Founding Fathers – New Year’s Eve 2016


‘Twas the week after Christmas, when all thro’ Wall Street,

Not a broker was working, not even a tweet;

401ks were chock-full from the Fed,

In hopes that someone else would put their crisis to bed;

Investors were contented with the size of their yachts,

And dreams teased of eternity on Mars with toy bots;

Small businesses were suffering, employees quite stressed,

Working part-time jobs so that others may rest,

Then storm clouds of democracy began to gather,

So I dashed from my office to see what was the matter.

I threw on my coat and ran to the train station,

Hoping that a miracle could restore this great nation.

The moon shined brightly on glistening ice,

But a cold wind on Main St. punished rolling the dice,

When, to my great surprise what did we hear?

Could that be rumblings of a government we need not fear?

With corporate jets scrambling, and lobbyists screaming,

Something awful scary must have caused this convening.

More rapid than geese in flocks they came,

And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

“Now, PENCE! now, ROSS! now, TILLERSON and COHN!,

On, SESSIONS! on, CARSON! on, PRUITT and MCMAHON!

To the New York penthouse! to the top of Trump Tower!

Now heal thy economy! Make great again this power!

As surgeons faced with a pandemic of moral hazard,

When trust in institutions remained torn and shattered,

So off to the capitol as physicians they flew,

With jets full of billionaires, and Donald J. Trump too.

And then, high above the plains jet engines roared

Then screeching of tires with titans on board.

As people left offices, churches, and schools,

They whispered to each other “hope we weren’t fools”

They were dressed in fine clothing from head to foot,

Some flashing gold like some kind of crooks;

A belly full of solutions in the cargo bay,

More false promises or will they do as they say?

From heaven above the Founders looked down,

Their eyes – how wise! Their faces full of frowns!

Although they expected the corruption found below,

It still pained to witness this nation they bestowed.

So they sprang to their sleigh, a founding force of seven,

And gathered their writings; then descended from heaven,

They flew straight to the rooftops above the West Wing,

And scurried down a chimney to the room in shape of a ring;

Leaders from all three branches gathered with their teams,

Who sat silently listening, voices finally out of steam,

When ghostly founders read their papers, it was quite a sight!

Closing in unison – WE’RE NOT LEAVING ‘TIL YOU GET THIS RIGHT!

Copyright © 2016 Mark Montgomery. All Rights Reserved.

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About Mark Montgomery
I am a technologist, serial entrepreneur, business consultant, recovered VC, and inventor with interests that are both broad and deep across multiple disciplines, including organizational management, computing, communications, economics, sociology, science and nature, among others. For the past several years I have been founder and CEO of Kyield, which offers a distributed operating system for achieving optimal yield of executable knowledge across large data networks. The patented AI system core acts to unify networks with adaptive data tailored to each entity with continuous predictive analytics designed to significantly reduce ongoing costs while accelerating productivity, and generally make life more satisfying and productive for knowledge workers and their organizations. We provide popular free white papers, use case scenarios, and other information at http://www.kyield.com .

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