It's been a few weeks since my last post. Work and life have made it pretty impossible to do any thinking, much less writing, about the path to the beautiful brand.
Tonight I can take a moment, at least, to reflect on what I've absorbed in these weeks.
I'm thinking about launching another blog, devoted just to the goings-on here at Technology Mission Control. The Bay Area. Silicon Valley.
For example. Never have I seen so many brilliant people resort to skulduggery just out of sheer competitiveness. We've got some things going on here that rival the Kremlin
under Brezhnev. And this is on a volunteer project!
The only thing I've been able to tell myself is, when I was the same age as these engineers [in their twenties], I had the benefit of reporting to a bunch of what were perceived as old guys who had a heart attack if there was a typo in a slide. That was a major professional slip — almost an insult to the audience.
Lucky devils. They're out on some golf course.
Well, they deserve it. They taught us a lot. I learned that even the little things warrant your respect. Not to mention the big things, like other people. I cannot imagine what they would be saying about what gets posted on blogs and said in Twitter tweets by people about people with whom they say they're collaborating.
Fairness is a really big deal to me, and I'm getting some wacky emails about the upcoming election. Which I can address in this blog. It is about the American brand, afterall.
I fully expected to see some really funny stuff flying around about the three senators chasing the Presidency. I didn't expect to learn what names people are willing to call them, just out of fear of the unknown. How can we have a woman? How could we have an African American? How could we have an aging man who might have post traumatic stress disorder? Forget the sexism and the ageism — that stuff is mild compared to what's going around that is racist. And the worst part is, when the senders are called on it, they don't even realize they're doing it. It's unbelievable.
So, on to transcendence. Out, damned coarseness. Starting with myself. Listening. Breathing deeply, trying not to shock or be shocked. Hypnosis? Slow food? Yoga is too distracting. Watching an old movie. Looking at the Golden Gate bridge. Learning.
One step at a time.