Those of us who want to engage in constructive dialogue need the facts. Here are some links and resources – and a petition you might want to sign. Continue reading
I saw your post on Facebook. The one where you were trying to get people to sign the petition to “stop the immigration”.
Wow. How do I respond to this?
Well, I guess I can say that I’m kind of glad it was you who sent it. If it had been some stranger, I would have just dismissed it as the ravings of some redneck asshole. Yup. That’s how unkind I would have been.
Which doesn’t say good things about me.
I can’t believe it’s been a year. I started this blog years ago and it has evolved over that time. I’ve kept it up over the years as a place where I’d “live out loud”. I never restricted it. I would mix the intensely professional with the intensely personal. I would be fearlessly me.
Writing has given me that in my life. It has given me the ability to be intensely, honestly me. From the crass and often just “in poor taste” comedy of my early life to the wistful songs of my later years, I’ve channeled my experience into my writing.
But writing is not just a creative outlet. Writing is how I understand things. It’s how I make sense of everything. It’s how I learn and absorb.
A bit of a warning here. This is probably more personal than my average post. I’m not sure how relevant it is to those who come here looking for business or strategy. But at this time of year, my thoughts turn to the more personal side of life. So in the spirit of “changing the game” – I’m talking about and sharing some intensely personal moments.
I’m not trying to be anyone’s inspiration. I leave that to others. Here’s one.
The hardest part baby is smilin’ when your plans don’t work out, and count yourself – a lucky one…
Willie P. Bennett wrote those words in the 1980’s for his album of the same name. He called it “The Lucky Ones”. From the moment the words came through the speaker of my car stereo, on an early mix lent by a friend, they spoke to my heart. They inspired me then as they do now. At that time in my life, I was myself experiencing a slow awakening. Continue reading
Remember that childhood game, “Hot Potato”? You would take a ball, beanbag or other item and pretend it’s a hot potato. As soon as you got it you’d pass it on to the next person. Then at the end of the music, a timer or just a random announcement from the game master – whoever is holding the hot potato loses.
Child’s game? Or is it how we manage our companies? If it is, we need to find a way out of this trap. It kills productivity, destroys job satisfaction and dooms us to a world of enforced mediocrity. That’s what I was thinking about the other day. Here’s how it started. Continue reading