Ed

Ed

More than once I got the question if he was my brother.   Not that I ever saw the resemblance.   Perhaps it was the blonde hair.   Could have been the pudgy physique.   Maybe it was the attitude. He was “Ed”.  At least I called him Ed.   Never seemed to mind I addressed him in the first person familiar.  It was the 70s and there was some loosening of the rigid hierarchical structure of high school, but not that much.   Officially he was Mr. Baumgartner.   Closest I ever saw any of my cohort get to informal address was ‘Mr B’.   Not me.  To me he was Ed. I had a bit of a problem with authority figures, a condition that has abated little over the years.   Other teachers demanded formal address, but I suspect Mr. Baumgartner knew he’d lose me by requiring such a stiff barrier between us.    So to keep the communication lines open,  he never flinched at my calling him Ed.   Never let it be about him.   Good man. What he did with a whole school district I experienced in 1979. It didn’t take much to understand that more than a few teachers at Palisades were generic functionaries.   The nightmare ones directed their energy towards their abhorrence of teens.  Others were perhaps once enthusiastic teachers, but years inside the system ground them down to where they longingly looked at the calendar in anticipation of retirement.   Hence ridding themselves the responsibility of supervising these out of control hormone monsters. Then there were the young hip teachers.   The ones desperately trying to be our friends.   These were fun people but suboptimal...
The Art Of Accepting How Fragile Your Life Is

The Art Of Accepting How Fragile Your Life Is

A wise gentleman once told me that anyone can look back at their time to identify moments where mere seconds and inches changed everything.  Instances where just altering time or space by just a fraction would have brought us to the brink of catastrophe. So let us start off the new year by considering the life of Tsutomu Yamaguchi. One day Yamaguchi stood on a platform awaiting a train that whisked him to business dealings in a far city.   After a pleasant Sunday with some co-workers, he strode off on a Monday morning to conduct his affairs. Approaching the building for his first appointment that morning, the structure was wracked by a great explosion collapsing the entire building.  Tsutomu Yamaguchi was just a few moments away from being inside the complex where many died.  Seconds…seconds. Even with this narrow escape, he still suffered wounds. Yamaguchi first made his way to shelter then hopped the first train back to his home town. After the rail journey and two days recuperation, Yamaguchi returned to work on Thursday. As he stood on the factory floor telling coworkers of his experience in the early part of the week, an explosive flash rocked the plant leaving scores of his coworkers seriously injured and several dozen dead.   Tsutomu Yamaguchi suffered just a few additional injuries because a hulking metal press stood between him and the source of the explosion,  Inches….inches.   Enduring two fiery events within three days is dramatic enough.  It becomes even more notable by going back to the beginning of his journey. That hot summer day when Yamaguchi stood on that platform awaiting his train…...
Steve Jobs In Not Jesus Christ, Warren Buffet Not Moses

Steve Jobs In Not Jesus Christ, Warren Buffet Not Moses

As I scan my social media feeds, it’s easy to believe that Warren Buffet parts the Red Sea on a daily basis or that Steve Jobs‘ tomb lies empty since He Has Risen!   To many, these are gods themselves. My close friend Tom is an agnostic, if not a downright atheist.  He comes at this from an informed viewpoint that humans understand just 1/1000th of the known universe and that any God we conceive is born within the limits of the human mind.   I get his take and respect his perspective. This has led to many an interesting late-night conversation between Tom and me, a self-described Smorgasboard Christian (take what you like, leave the rest).   We frequently chew over things such as the meaning of life and what the ancient thinkers were trying to tell us. “OMG, how can you believe anyone could part a thing like the Red Sea with just a wave of the hand?  It’s absurd”,  Tom would scoff.   Point taken. If one reads the Bible in its literal form, then there are many passages that strike the modern reader as just plain silly.  To wit: “But if she bear a maid child, then she shall be unclean two weeks, as in her separation: and she shall continue in the blood of her purifying threescore and six days.” (Leviticus 12:5) There you have it, giving birth to a daughter makes you unclean for 66 days. My rejoinder to Tom at these moments would often come down to, “Dude, by focusing upon the minutiae of the tale you’re missing the point of the story”.  Although, admittedly, I have...
Do you FOBO?  The Fear Of Becoming Obsolete

Do you FOBO? The Fear Of Becoming Obsolete

Consider the horse.  Until the dawn of the 20th century, a horse was one of the most valuable assets a person had.  It provided transportation and power as well as a means of exchange (in the old west, the punishment for property crime was frequently for the perp to hand over a specified number of horses to the victim). Then the world changed. Carol is a grocery clerk in her mid-50s.   It’s her encore career.  Her first vocation was 20+ years in a law firm before digital databases rendered her legal research skills obsolete.   “When my firm laid me off, I didn’t worry”, she said over coffee in the store’s café. “I mean, I knew people like me were no longer needed in law firms but thought my skills would easily transfer to any number of admin positions.” After a couple of low-paying, no benefit jobs with local nonprofits, Carol finally managed to hook on with the food chain. “The money is no better, but it’s union so the benefits help a lot”.  Yet she knows the likelihood of being replaced once more.  Self-scanners were introduced last year and everyone understands the store of the future will require far fewer employees.  “If I can hang on until 62, I’ll be alright with early Social Security.”  “If”, she quietly repeats. Her world had changed.   FOBO – Fear Of Being Obsolete.  The present-day apprehension of being left behind by the accelerating pace of technological and economic change. Multiple research sources indicate employees worry most that their skills will no longer be needed in the modern economy.   This worry extends from...
Oberlin College Ignores The First Rule Of Holes

Oberlin College Ignores The First Rule Of Holes

You’ve heard the saying: when in a hole, the first step is to stop digging. So why is Oberlin College breaking out the shovels? The Smearing In case you missed it,  a jury in Ohio hit Oberlin with a $44 million judgment* as a result of actions by the college’s administration to smear a small local bakery as racist.  In a nutshell, the facts are these: In November 2016, three black Oberlin students were suspected of stealing from Gibson’s Bakery by Allyn Gibson, who chased down the students onto college property (across the street from the bakery). The three students were arrested and later pleaded guilty to charges of attempted theft and aggravated trespassing, and each signed a statement saying the incident wasn’t based on race. However, by the day after the incident students had organized a protest in which more than 100 people demonstrated outside the bakery. The jury ultimately found that Oberlin administrators encouraged students to protest the store as well as helped organize the demonstration.  The senior administrative staff led by Vice President and Dean of Students Meredith Raimondo orchestrated student fervor against Gibson’s, such as printing flyers, providing protesters space to organize and even purchasing food for the students during the turmoil. In the end, the jury held Oberlin College accountable for libel. For full coverage of this trial, go to the excellent Legal Insurrection blog, which had their staffer present for every day of the seven-week trial.  The blog did the kind of reporting national media used to do.  Cornell law professor William Jacobson and all at LI should win a Pulitzer Prize for its coverage...
Stay On Top Of These Four Trends

Stay On Top Of These Four Trends

We can say. “Our growth will be x% in 2019, but the truth is we can’t control many of the factors that dictate whether, say, revenue rises or not.  Our efforts can’t counter 2019’s economic picture nor societal trends. However, solid organizations control what they can.  One of these things is an awareness of the environment. The Federal Reserve forecasts GDP to grow by 2.5% with inflation at 2% and unemployment continuing to decline to 3.5%.  But, as baseball great Yogi Berra once quipped,  “Predictions are hard, especially about the future”. However here are four trends in America that are worth considering as we launch into the new year: Communication Channels of Choice  Consumers are increasingly disdaining live conversations in favor of services that don’t require talking, such as SMS and social media. Nearly half of Americans engage a chatbot or automated assistant at least once per week.   Our Customers Demand More Control Over Their Data  Deloittte reports that 71 percent of purchased data is inaccurate. Increasingly, consumers know when our contact with them comes from rented data, and this is an immediate turn-off.  Think twice about purchasing data sets or selling/sharing your customer’s data with others.   Personalization Continues To Make The Difference  Most Americans now prefer to buy from companies which offer personalized experiences. Personalization can take many forms, but the most popular varieties are coupons based on the customer’s locations, communications on the customer’s preferred channel, and recommendations based on past purchases or service history.   Customers Want Socially Engaged Companies   Employee volunteerism, selection of socially responsible suppliers, gifts to local nonprofits, all these are becoming standard in...