Big-time Fixers.

The world is too full of “fixers.” I don't mean people who fix things, but rather people who say: “Let me fix it”; “Leave it to me”; and “Here! I'll show you how to do it.” Most dictators are “fixers in a big way.” All the “Nosey Parkers” of this trying world are “fixers,” whether they “fix” egg-beaters or empires.

The mark of the fixer is that he leaves everything he “fixes” in a fix. He is the owner of an addled ego which deludes him into the belief that anything he thinks he can do must be better than anything anybody else can do. Thus the trail of devastation left in the wake of the world's “fixers.” whether domestic or dynastic.

For ages the wild works of the big-time “fixer” have smeared the pages of history with the blood of innocent non-fixers and, until the earth is finally “fixed,” this urge to pull things to bits just to see if it is possible to put them together again, will keep popping up in the methylated mentality of the fuddled “fixer.” People who do things because they know from training and experience that they can do them are the antithesis of the “fixer.” The completed job is their only advertisement. But the way of the “fixer” is strewn with bits that won't fit.