A Stop Gap is a method that is used to prevent something from happening. It starts as a short-term situation and it can then lead to a longer term situation. The idea of a Stop Gap is to prevent something unwanted to occur. It is often used in business communications.
(Photograph of Vincent van Gogh, with one ear cut off)
June 28, 2017, Victoria City, Vancouver Island, British Columbia Canada –
Within the lives of the psychological masters, there really was no telling which way to go and which way not to go. Each way was completely wrong and a dead-end. Each step led to the library where each eye motion turned and read a piece of new information leading to Enlightenment and Insight; but both got completely crushed by the Elite powers. In the past, there was a time when Elite powers were able to share their knowledge with others and not be afraid but in 2017, those times and days are long gone. Each is afraid to share knowledge. Each is afraid to lose power and each clings to it like there is no tomorrow. Within the realm of career and finance this is especially the case; which makes prefect sense because our world is becoming smaller and smaller job-wise. It is like a shrinking island about to go under, like Bermuda or the Netherlands. The fear of losing land and ones identity is a real threat to a lot of people’s humanity. Culture seems to be becoming flooded, meaning that there is a universal culture threatening to take over everyone’s culture in a recolonization of United Nation rights and kind. Politics is becoming the status quo communication which means that our generation is becoming so educated with language that our only aim is to use language as in a battle field.
In 1945 January my father was born in Amsterdam during the Hunger Winter. It is a miracle my father was born at all because there was virtually zero food in Amsterdam at that time. It was a time was a lot of Dutch citizen in this area were forced to eat tulips. Later on in my life, I learnt that both of my grandparents worked in the tulip industries in the province, North Holland in the Netherlands. When I was 17 years old in the Netherlands in the city of Haarlem, my grandfather took in to Hillegom to peel tulips for summer job. It was a hard job, and I could not peel as fast as the other Dutch people in my group. Later that week my grandfather took me to a tulip factory that he knew about in Velsen-Zuid and got me a job auditing the tulip bulbs. I did that job for 4 – 5 months. Later on in life, I moved to Victoria, Vancouver Island and when I landed at Company X they forwarded me directly on to the Garden Center because my last name was van der Pol. Somehow the upper management of Company X could stereotype me and my Dutch heritage in a matter of a micro-second based on my last name. But in actual fact I do not like tulips myself, I am allegic to them. I get an adversary emotional reaction to the different colors of live flowers – especially tulips.