Oh, A Meeting We Will Go

This post gives me pause. Meetings, the infernal overwrought obsession of our lives. It’s not just corporate America, but the various groups and org’s I’ve dallied with over the years suffer from meetopia, too. No one I know likes the blasted things, yet I don’t know anyone offering up a successful resistance.

Related to this, methinks, I have noted that I do a great deal over my workdays (check off a ridiculous number of to-dos) and accomplish little or nothing. The mass of tasks don’t roll up to anything. And I’ve noticed a lingering sense of frustration lately. I spend precious little time reflecting on my goals, and how I can link them to what I do over the course of any given day. I’m so divorced from this, I really wonder what I really want to do, to accomplish any more.

Within a recess of my brain comes a niggling thought. Perhaps this passion for meetings offers up a substitute for reflection. Knowing that we must account, personally, face-to-face for our “deliverables” provides some external discipline. It seems we are madly replacing any semblance of reflection with meetings. Who has time for planning and reflection; we have too many meetings; mad, demented cycle. Can you resist?

Inflatable faeces raises a stink

There is just so much here, I don’t know where to begin. Gotta love those Europeans! But envisioning those ever dapper BBC announcers saying the phrase “inflatable dog turd” is truly priceless.

 

 

Thoughts on “The Myth of the Creative Class”

I’ve long followed Mr. Jarvis’ Buzz Machine, and hold him, and his writing, in high regard. He does a nice job tweaking the media traditionalists noses with this piece. He does bring up a point, though, that I felt a need to explore further. While discussing how our culture is shifting from a model of scarcity to one of abundance, he makes an interesting metaphorical mistake: “…like reverse alchemists, they turn abundance into scarcity, gold into lead.” Now, if we think about it, lead is more abundant than gold. However, I assume that he is simply referencing value. I find this deeply revealing, and an exceptionally good metaphor for this brave new world (apologies, Mssr. Huxley). We are taking the scarce, in this case creativity, and making it abundant. Truly turning gold to lead. This takes the main economic model of the creative life and turns it on its head.  This internet thing has the power, the potential to deeply revolutionize the way our culture does economics. And that excites me deeply.

 

Also, I like his referencing to destroying the influence of “priests”, making this new medium a reformation of sorts. But that is another post for another day.

 

 

Pilot receives SMS landing instructions after power failure

I’ve known for years that the texting system was far more robust than humble voice. In particular, during 9/11, people in the Towers, and NYC in general, found the voice network overloaded and were unable to make voice calls. However, they were able to text each other. On an aside, it is a bit disturbing to consider how many people’s final communication to loved ones was a text “I love you”, but I digress. This story, from the Irish Times, again reinforces that principle. An important consideration before one pooh-pooh’s the notion of texting as a simple childish diversion.

 

 

Thoughts on America

A little behind, perhaps, I just read Bob Herbert’s “Cause for Alarm” from the July 5 New York Times. In many respects I couldn’t agree more. I love the line “The symbols of patriotism — bumper stickers and those flags the size of baseball fields — have taken the place of the hard work and sacrifice required to keep a great nation great.” For years I have felt that too many people were adopting the empty trappings of patriotism (look at all the ludicrous debate about Obama’s flag pin) without taking on anything of substance. This bumper sticker patriotism is lazy, both intellectually and morally.

One area, though, I thought could stand a little more exploration: “…the combination of unrestrained partisanship and the corrosive influence of big money have all but paralyzed the political process.” Many believe that we are in an era of unprecedented partisanship. Au contrae, mes amies! Historically, our country has practiced bare-knuckles politics. One simply needs to look at the Adams/Jefferson election to see how ugly politics can get, and how entrenched this is. Of course, to be fair to America, British politics can make America’s look decorous, but I digress.

Partisanship, though a long-standing tradition, has been (and is) corrosive. It has poisoned the government, most egregiously so after the most volatile campaigns. It’s hard to come together for the betterment of all after brutalizing each other so. I must be quick to add that neither party is better or worse (or the one who “started it”, as I’ve heard childishly brandished about).

The only one’s who can stop this corrosive nonsense are us, the voters. By simply rebelling, refusing to participate in this doggerel, we can finally move our society out of this contentious nonsense. It’s more than simply refusing to vote against those that practice this (would we have a candidate to choose?). First, it’s denouncing this every time we see it, especially if it’s OUR candidate launching it. Secondly, and I would say far more importantly, is for us to engage the issues. Yep, use that good ol’ brain and understand the issues. When we can, amongst ourselves, have civilized discussions about government and governance, the polemics will have no choice but to follow. Can we imagine a time where the citizenry were fully aware and engaged on all (or at least most) of today’s issues? It will require both intellectually courage, and an intense desire to do away with the lazy malaise, both moral and intellectual, that enmeshes us.

Focus!

One personal insight I just had: it is very hard to shift gears when I'm presented with information that I find compelling (for any reason). Basically, in Franklin-Covey parlance, I often get roped into "B" level priorities simply because the information's right there in front of me. Oh, those questions of self-discipline! The solution, I'm sure, is to spend time planning, ensuring I have my daily priorities front and center.

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Quote Of The Day

This line is just perfect. Mr. McCourt sums up my view of President Clinton perfectly.

“I’m always waiting to hear a voice. I admired Clinton but he still wasn’t the voice. I wanted him to rise above it, but he was pulled down by his genitalia.”
~Frank McCourt