My resume is on the www under “Bio of Robert Fenton Gary” and it could take as long as 5.9 seconds to call it up on your screen, but then it would take 84 ergs of energy to read it, which is like 74 bags of coal at 100 pounds each carried up 36 flights of stairs. Well, maybe a bit less, but hardly less effort for a zombie, in case you were educated by the teachers, or Jill Biden, or the left-wing progressive socialists. I don’t seek to be “cared for” but I would like to be “cared about” by some person. Not gonna happen. Don’t expect it. The Veterans’ Administration has said kind words to me. That suggest some level of concern and possible desire to help me. If there turns out to be no help for me, that does not mean a thing. The other 100 million Americans facing no shelter, food, meds, or security will probably all do just fine, or maybe not.
My Present Situation in September 2026
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