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Sheri got around her life complaining all the time. She had uncanny ability of finding ways of blaming all the ills of the world to the conspiracy theories. In particular she was obsessed by the belief that the corporations of the world were the new emerging imperial power.

  Sheri poured over the balance sheets and earnings report of the leading companies. Not only that she would stay awake at nights pondering over the analyst calls that were done day in and day out.

  Sheri was deeply offended by the religious fervor the money goddess had created in this mega deal mongers and found a distasteful stench arising out of the gold diggers.

  Sheri argued that why the system was such that it did not have any counter calls or voice of the oppressed was squelched and never allowed to be heard. How could such a system be good for the people.

  Why so few decide the fate of so many.

  Why taxes were continuously levied on people to keep them burdened and confined to lower galleys of the ship of our existence.

  Why the mates and captains in the halls of power on the top deck continued to confine the loot and amass greed in the halls of their vast bellowed hearts. This imposition of ideas of a few on many was bred at the schools and colleges across the nations to continue to rob most from all and give to the fewest.

  The excuse of using constitution for the benefit of few was one such excess of a nation of robbers. The robbers and the robbed both recited the derelict book with passion. Such intense discussion was always lost by the majority of foolish people since this dialog had gone on for centuries and must come to an end. Civility has its limit.

  The poor will always remain foolish. The educated and the enlightened must see this as did Sheri.

  Sheri kept falling in the abyss of her own logic. She new deep down in the random thoughts and the slippery abyss she would find a solution to the problem.

  There were no heroes in her world. All the loud, bombastic leaders, had led down the country and she was sick of the rhetoric of the so called leaders. Sheri imagined that maybe, the solution would arise from within the corporate world since she had given up on the hopelessness of the oppressed.

  All the infinite waves in the ocean, did not have a collective force and they were all scattered and lost the energy.

  She was looking for that one initial seed, that may lead to the right conditions to launch a superwave: to launch new initiatives that would cure the ills and create compassionate corporations that truly cared: for not just the mighty profit but actions that led to net increase in moral and social values.

  Sheri thought she was that initial seed. The mother of moral revolution. The only statue she cared was the moral one. She was convinced that even though she had no way of launching this initiative she had to do something.

  Sheri kept searching, for the morsel of light that could keep transforming her thoughts into reality. She knew she could not do this alone and was always searching for someone who could help her.

  She searched for professors at well known institute and kept looking for works of any authors that may attempt to offer clues to this major problem.

  She wrote to the corporate CEO’s (appendix 1 Letter A), she wrote to the analyst (appendix 1 letter B), she wrote to the disenfranchised (appendix 1 Letter C) and she wrote her diaries (appendix 1 notes AB).

  Sheri found the responses were timid and lacked the courage to examine the issues critically. She became totally disgusted when she found a small op-ed piece by Prof. Sarto She wrote to the Hon Prof. and asked him to address what could be done.

  Sheri attributed all the ills in the under developed world especially hunger and lack of education to a deliberate attempt by corporations to maintain the status quo.

  Prof Sarto was used to receiving hundreds of these letters and rarely got back to these folks since he was simply the drumbeater and had no real success or did not really care about succeeding as long as he had some media access and had several books that joined the best seller list.

  All the campaign candidates read his books to make sure they stayed miles away from the remedies proposed by the honorable professor. Sheri become disenchanted that even the informed and educated also had a limited understanding and she was fed up in them creating circular logic and never created solutions for any.

  What a waste of time. She decided she was going to look for solutions at places where the problems were.

  A friend suggested that she might as well start from the basic. Like go and study the kids in kindergarten and see how the problems of inequity come about.

  Chapter Six

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