What the hell is wrong with the high school youths of today? Forgive me people, not blaming all of them, but enough to send a clear message that many millenniums of this generation are deeply troubled. Eight-teen high school shootings this year and we are only in our second month of the year! Is it the water they are drinking? What's the cure to keep this horrific behavior at bay? No one knows for sure, but we need to send a message to future high school copycat shooters that are planning their big spotlight for a few moments to be famous on every front page in the country, to impress their friends, the evil and wrong way. Americans will not tolerate this evil behavior and we will nail you thugs to the wall when it comes to pass. We need to invade the schools with speakers, family councilors, weekly talks in assembly, literature of this behavior and help to students planning and talking about a future attack. High Schools nationwide must run their building like prison with guards everywhere along with videos and censors surrounding the building to alert school officials that someone is on the premises that should not belong there. The system must change, and now, not next school year, or in the new semester but now, otherwise the funeral business will be the number one growing business in America on Business World Magazine front cover for 2019. (this article is being posted on all social media sites - Frank Lazzaro is a Public Lecturer and Author and owner of his famous blog, "Off The Record" nationwide. He writes his post with an "off the cuff" fashion to send his message to the general public.
Ever wonder why your co-worker received a promotion in your job and you didn't? Yes, he or she could be a better worker than the rest of the crew in your office pool, a person that maybe went the extra mile in remaining late past the working hours, or maybe it's because of a little four letter word in Webster's Dictionary called "Nice". It is no surprise that those who hold this trait can move mountains more quickly than the determined person who will push and shove their way up the ladder of success, and break a few toes stepping on other people's feet in the workforce competition. Webster defines it as refined, subtle, pleasant, kind, good, so be it! It can open doors unimaginable in a world so filled with harsh competitors all wanting a piece of the cake, and eating it too. I once heard that when Mrs. Leona Helmsey, the once famed "Queen of Mean" hotel heiress, was sentence to prison for Tax evasion, people wondered why did they give her such a strict punishment, when people get away with much worst crimes? It's not because of the crime she committed, it is because she was such a "bitch"! There's a price to pay sooner or later when nasty dominates nice! I remained as a White House Decorator for twelve years, not because of my qualifications and credentials, I had none to begin with! I was only 24 years of age! I didn't know a rose from a tulip!
It's because my boss (the Chief White House Florist) found me to be "nice", so very nice to everyone, that it caught the eye of the First Lady! I earned the "keys to the White House", and became a celebrity nationwide for my designs, that I learned through creative visualization. So the next time you are working towards a promotion or trying to win over some new friends, remember what Lincoln once said, "You can get more bees with honey, than you can with oil". (Frank Lazzaro is a Motivational Speaker and Public Lecturer in Libraries and Organizations on Long Island on his fame White House years as a Florist Decorator)
Ever wonder why all of a sudden someone stops being as nice to you as they were once in the past? Or the personality of that individual has changed to such a degree that you no longer want to connect with them? Is it personality disorder or something you said to offend them? Whatever the situation may be, don't worry about it, I certainly wouldn't. I don't and will not miss anyone's friendship that it will make me sad, because, that said, I have borders around my lifestyle, and no one gets too close to my heart. I don't allow that. Maybe it's because of a hurt in the past, or whatever, the imaginary border is always there, around my arena, preventing anyone from getting too close and into my personal space. As I said over and over again in my creative visualization lecture, never let anyone take away your joy. So the next time you are engaged in conversation with people and you feel a negative, uncomfortable change in someone's behavior towards you, just accept them for what they are or, remember that song taken from the Broadway hit show with Carol Channing Hello Dolly, "Wave your little hand and whisper "so long Dearie, I should have said so long so long ago". Frank Lazzaro is a Long Island Motivational Speaker, Author and Lecturer on his famous seminar "A White House Photograph Tour with Frank Lazzaro". He is the former White House Floral Decorator for Three Presidents.
We are living in an age, where we should now be immune to anything that happens!
We are living in an age, where we should now be immune to anything that happens! OFF THE RECORD! "We are not living in Oz anymore"! Aside from all the mayhem in Washington with this new Administration, and the terrible bombings around the world from these evil devils that walk this planet, it is truly a beautiful world if you believe it is. To help keep your stress at bay, and your blood pressure as normal as possible, we must disconnect our lives from all these negativity that haunts us every day. My minimalist lifestyle doesn't allow me to be upset over these evils coming out of the woodwork. We must block them with creative visualization of a wall around our minds. Replace it with a happy thought. I know, every day can't be Christmas, but do your best to replace with a positive joyful past event. Last month I declined an invitation to a good friend's wedding because I just don't go to any more of these events. Now my friend doesn't talk to me, even though I mailed him a "generous" wedding gift along with the declined invitation. It upset me for less than a half of a minute and was removed completely out of my mind via creative visualization. Unusual Behaviors in people I have accepted, knowing that twenty years from now, hopefully, they will change. And if you are wondering why people do stupid things, well forget it, there's no answer. Like the young guy in my gym yesterday that came in next to my weight lifting workout in the next station with his ears plugged from his cell phone, texting and watching a video. He does a one-minute weight lifting on the barbells sits down on the bench and texts for thirty minutes. Then gets up, one minute on the barbells again, and sits down and texts for another thirty minutes, while I am working and sweating my tail off with my own workout weights and observing him as I go along. I do believe by the time that young man is done for the day, he had exercise more coming out of his car to the gym doors that what he did with the weights. Do the math, dumber and more dumber every day. Behaviors, just accept it, then block it from your mind, and carry on with your own life, and above all "just don't give a hoot what people do or think about you, not worth the stress in trying to figure them out"! Lose a friend, gain a friend. My father use to say to me, "Son, when you lose your shirt, and you will lose plenty of shirts, just go down to Montgomery Wards and buy yourself another shirt"!
BUILD YOUR OWN JOY IN LIFE! We are living in very difficult times, with this generation acting like the
Wild West with thugs killing innocent teenagers, the mayhem in this Administration and the world, and the chip on most people's shoulders. But there are also difficult times in all our families. This one doesn't talk to this one, and this one doesn't talk to this one, and so on. At family weddings, we now need tables for two in the reception room. Since last week, my family might top the list in this category. But do not let your heart be troubled. Here's my formula for peace of mind. "The hell with them all". Go about your joy with only people you want to be with. Thank God I wrote my will in pencil, I keep erasing names and adding new ones with new family members into my life. To keep your joy and live a life of peace of mind, I strongly recommend you keep changing the guards in your life. The people I knew and loved ten years ago, are all gone, dead or forgotten and drifted away. New friends have entered my space, along with new relatives, I call them the "adopted ones", and I welcome them with open arms. I have a new 25 year old Nephew name Kevin, which is a pleasure to welcome into my family. His sister will also be my new adopted niece so that leaves the total to one nephew and two nieces! (one natural bloodline and one adopted) New friends are also into my lifestyle, and being that all my aunts and uncles are deceased now, seeking replacements for them is no problem neither. Yes, we are not living in Oz anymore. Except the changes, wipe the mud off your hands, and carry on with your life to find your joy again. As for myself, I am happier than a pig in mud, With new family members, new friends, I'm healthy as an ox, have more money in my life than ever before, and I'm a small town celebrity! I love it all, that said, I'm ageless, enjoying all the fruits that I once harvested many years ago. Find your joy and remember, "it's later than you think". (Frank Lazzaro is an "off the cuff" fame lecturer in libraries and senior clubs in New York)
Build Your Own Joy in Life
OFF THE RECORD- Yes I was disappointed about the results of the Carter-Reagan election of 1980, because I was so use of being around the First Family and they got to know me well. Wondering if I would still have my job as a freelancer Florist Decorator for the new administration. I asked the First Lady if she can help me stay on with the new President, and she smiled knowing already about my requested desire. The word was passed on to the incoming Administration and my request was granted for another four years with the new President. On President Reagan's Inauguration Day 52 American Hostages in Iran saw their freedom and a new era was born. I was in my prime of age and a household name on Long Island in 1980. (I was also suffering from a great self depression, drinking heavy along the way with wild passionate sex to dominate and hope to take away my sadness) because my father died a year before and I loved him so much, I did not handle well his sudden lost, I was 28. Magazines and Newspapers did media coverage of all my decorating throughout my years at The White House while I had to "fake my happiness" before reporters hiding my tears and mourning from my father's passing. A young reporter once hung out with me all evening to get my White House story for his small town Queens newspaper and followed me with the interview to the famous Pep McGuire's Disco Dance Club on Queens Blvd in Forest Hills. Little did I know that the disco turned gay overnight and he wrote that I was patronizing a gay bar for some juicy gossip in his newspaper. I was preparing to be stoned to death by the public and my loyal followers for this terrible gossip news in the tribune that came with shame to my family and friends. He retracted that statement with a letter from my lawyer the following day. But I miss the boat of a gay article that picked up this story for the Village Voice from a freelancer reporter looking for celebrity gossip. Too late to rejoin the Army, I ate the crow from the media and duck the mud pies that were thrown at me. The skill of covering up my depression with joy became an art for me and was repeated four years later again, when my mother passed away suffering a terrible death with cancer. Still at The White House in the Reagan Administration, meeting powerful people from all walks of life, I knew my days were numbered. Back home, my family was in mourning and my stores were in financial trouble due to strangers at the helm. My sister could not handle a three store chain by herself, that I built with this reputation alone, the company grew faster than I ever imagine while the media continue to "building me up" as one of the top decorators in the country. I was in my thirties. A rest haven came my way when I resigned in the second Inauguration of President Reagan, it was my time to leave. Twelve years of bowing down to the White House was enough and took all my energy out of me. I sold off two of my three stores to pay off debt and made a deal with the courts to surrender the third store to the federal government for bankruptcy protection. I was now in mourning for my three stores along with my parents gone forever. I started to look for a nice tall building to jump off of. It was the late 1980's, feeling a new era was approaching into my life from the angels above. Another page was being turned in the book of my unique and very successful career life, with my parents both gone now, my failed broken relationship of a wedding that will never come to pass, my White House days all coming to an end with my resignation, and my three beautiful florist shops gone. I decided to wait and see when someone told me that I was only five minutes away from a miracle that was going to happen to me. It was the 90's arriving with great hope and anticipation and a new future being born for me. Yes, truly blessed in so many ways. Thank you, Jesus.
"Whenever a door closes in your life, look around the room, there may be a window you can escape from"! Frank Lazzaro
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