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November 26, 2006


GovGuam employees, please note how employees are handled when they are caught with their hands in the company register.(Allegedly)

How many times in the last two years(maybe even more recent than that) that employees of GWA were caught stealing money from GWA and GPA. As far as I can remember, absolutely nothing happened.
The lady that stole money from the children at one of the island's schools got away with murder(oops, I mean stealing-stealing money that the children fund-raised) Nothing's happening to her.
But look at how swiftly justice is meted when it happens in a private firm........the action is swift. No favoritism, no nothing.
The employees were caught red-handed(alleged since they haven't been found guilty in a court of law)and they're outta their job.....no civil service that's protecting their sorry butts!
If this happened in more than a few GovGuam agencies.....you can bet the employees would be more careful......but there's no director with the spine(oh, I could use more colorful language but I won't)to kick out the scum that brings down the agency.
Bet our friends in D.C. think we're comic relief....we can be pretty rediculous!

Posted by auntiecharo at 01:45 AM | Comments (0)


Monkey see.........monkey do! At least with the use(or abuse) of the company credit card. And me thinks ain't a damn thing gonna be done about it......yet......a guy went to jail and others have spent life earnings for fighting cases for alleged abuse of same for other govGuam agencies.........

I just can't seem to get how stupid we are....we're adults. It was obvious we couldn't be trusted with the use of credit cards which were owned by GovGuam agencies......yet, it seems we continue to have them.....and use them.....and abuse them......and dumb as it seems.....we seem to think that the whole debacle will be saved because we have employed a bean counter to over see the use(or abuse) of same....let me tell you how things work in the government of Guam. I'm the boss. I use the card. I tell the bean counter. I have the receipt. Re0imburse me the funds and I'll give you the receipts tomorrow..........alas! Tomorrow never comes.....or, the receipts aren't complete, or they're in Chinese or Korean or because the massage came from same! Ooops, I mean present....as in gift! Physical or the other kind that's wrapped in paper!
So instead of stopping the use of the company card.....we're just gonna hire bean counters and continue hearing from Doris-OPA-Brooks advise that we can't be trusted with the use of same.....and magically, we'll appear on t.v. and smile and tell the public who we think we're fooling that we have hired a bean counter that'll take care of the situation.....anyway, we're gonna borrow a zillion dollars from the bond market, hell, we'll be swimming in money, who the hell cares if we over spent or, abused the credit card.
What's so pathetic about this story is that the two directors of GVB that were responsible for the agency at the time the cards were being mis-used(allegedly-if you don't believe Brooks' audit) will smile and pretend that nothing happened. Hell, one of those guys has a high and mighty position in another office..........
Kinda not fair that we punish some and not the others.....

Posted by auntiecharo at 01:30 AM | Comments (0)


So many forwarded e-mails, but so few touch the heart as this one. Thought I'd share it with you. I hope that after you've read it, you remember those that are far and away in your thoughts prayers, that they're allowed to come home safely.

A Different Christmas Poem

The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.

The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the
sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.

A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.
"What are you doing?" I asked without fear,
"Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!
Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"

For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts..
To the window that danced with a warm fire's light
Then he sighed and he said "Its really all right,
I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night." "It's my duty to stand at the
front of the line,
That separates you from the darkest of times.
No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
My Gramps died at 'Pearl on a day in December,"
Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers."
My dad stood his watch in the jungles of 'Nam',
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
I've not seen my own son in more than a while,
But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile.

Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red, white, and blue... an American flag.
I can live through the cold and the being alone,
Away from my family, my house and my home.
I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
I can carry the weight of killing another,
Or lay down my life with my sister and brother..
Who stand at the front against any and all,
To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall."

"So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright,
Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."
"But isn't there something I can do, at the least,
"Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?
It seems all too little for all that you've done,
For being away from your wife and your son."
Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
"Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,
To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
For when we come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember we fought and we bled.
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us."

PLEASE, Would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many people as
you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our
U.S.service men and women for our being able to celebrate these festivities.
Let's try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people
stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for

LCDR Jeff Giles, SC, USN
30th Naval Construction Regiment
OIC, Logistics Cell One
Al Taqqadum, Iraq.

Steve Maschue
999 N Pacific #D310
Oceanside CA 92054
E-Mail: sgmaschue@yahoo.com

Posted by auntiecharo at 01:21 AM | Comments (0)

November 11, 2006


This election(with all the cases being 'filed')isn't over and it makes for great comic relief...if it weren't so pathetic!

I think that the great white father in D.C. and his government must be pondering all sorts of thoughts with this never ending election....and wondering what the hell his(Unc Sam) Marines and their dependents are going to do once they get here. We can't seem to do anything right....not run a primary, an election or anything that closely relates to that. We have court cases before a judge,(and just why the heck is that poor guy swamped with all these cases. Isn't there any others that can help with the various cases stemming from CHAOS '06?)about a primary that may just invalidate the election the commission just certified.....
We on Guam confirm the existence of Keystone.....anytime you want to verify it, just pick a GovGuam agency....the best one to test is none other than the election commission.....they have the best experts to botch up anything to do with initiatives....just ask the folks that are behind Prop A.
I could go on and on and bore you with every detail of everything that's gone awry, but I won't, instead, I ask you to wonder(with me) if the folks in D.C., aren't looking at this latest fiasco and wondering what kind of government is going to govern the island that they're(the military part of D.C.)sending their Marines to!
I say, Uncle Sam.........give 'em a subscription to a few comic books and they'll fit right in.....heck, if you have a living Gomer Pyle type, we may have a job for him at GEC!
Now you know why I didn't bother to write about the election thingy....I was just too busy laughing at the children claiming to be adults claiming to run an agency!

Posted by auntiecharo at 12:36 AM | Comments (0)