What I’m Reading

I picked this up at a Leadership Conference this weekend and started reading on the plane home.  I was thinking that it would be about Internet 2.o networking but it is so much more.  It’s about the kinds of leaders and leadership and it begins by describing each level of leadership and how an individual progresses from one to the next.  I am part of a Level 4 organization with a level 5 leader.  Don’t be confused in thinking that my day job is with a Level 4 organization .  It’s a Level 3 with many folks (occasionally including me at Level 2).  That’s why I take my weekends and off hours to be part of my Level 4 organization and I hope that soon I can leave the Level 3 world behind.

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Tribal Leadership

Of course, before reading Tribal Leadership, I didn’t know about those levels but reading the book, it all came together.  I could give  a brief synopsis but this is information that any working person needs to know so I recommend that you get the book and read it.  Tribal Leadership makes so much of the career struggles understandable and can help with dealing with them in constructive ways.  In an unthinking way I have been striving to live a Level 4 life for the past ten years but because I did not understand clearly what constitutes Level 4 (or in fact that it had a name) I didn’t do as well as I would like. Now I have a roadmap.

This book makes very clear what these levels of leadership are and how you progress (or regress) and was very intuitive for me.  I got it while I was reading and understood where my frustrations had their roots and why I was never as good as I wanted to be. It also provide advice about help yourseld and others make the progression up the levels.

From another perspective, the book is a bummer because reading it makes you aware of the difficulty in finding an organization where Level 4 and even Level 5 Leaders can work and grow other Level 4′s and where you can find fulfilling work.

For the entrepreneur, it should be required reading.

More 50′s Nostalgia

edsel More 50s Nostalgia Let me just start with this.  My father bought one – a 58 four door (the small one using the Ford rather than the bigger based on the Mercury.  It was the car I drove to the Prom my junior year (limos were unheard of in those days).  I remember waxing it in the driveway.  I thought it had a rather sprightly look.  It certainly didn’t seem uglier than any other cars of the time.  What was surprising is I can’t remember why my father bought it.  It was the first Ford product he ever owned (as far as I know).  He was always a GM man and we typically had Chevy’s and Buicks.  Likewise, I can’t remember why we got rid of it so fast.  I want to say that we had trouble with the push-button transmission but I can’t be positive.  I do remember that for my senior year, I was driving our new car.  I loved that car even though it was like driving a tank and my mother couldn’t drive it when the power steering went out.   It lasted until my second year of college when flames shot out from under the hood as my parents accelerated after a stop sign.  This was apparently enough Ford foolishness for my father and he replace our burned out Lincoln with this.

More Edsel nostalgia at Carlust.

I am a lazy slacker!

 

We spent a long weekend in LA two weeks ago and took along our small camera. My wife is a professional photographer and had her big Nikon but for some things, the little camera is handy. I have lately appropriated it and managed on our trip to New York last October to take some pretty good pictures. This trip the pictures which I snapped just as mindlessly as in New York were lousy – fuzzy and pixilated.

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I discussed this with my wife who very naturally responded that I should read the manual. As you may have guessed, reading manuals is not my normal operating mode but I committed to reading the manual and discovered the wonderful number of special settings provided. I was amazed.

 

All this time I was expecting the camera to think for me – which I still think is a splendid idea but probably unrealistic. Anyway, I promise to actually learn the capabilities of my tool and maybe avoid such lousy pictures as the one above.

 

 

Compare with the better one from New York.

 

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United States of Wimps

Having grown up in the practically prehistoric 40′s and 50′s, (For example, my family did not have a TV until I was in the third grade.) I have to shake my head in wonder at the scaredy cat world we have made.  It seems a miracle to me that we still have young people willing to fight to protect us or serve as cops when everything in our society is directed to make sure that nobody ever has any risk.

This article brought the whole strageness back to me.  Every other commercial on TV is for antibacterial something.  How did we survive with out them.  How did our parents and grandparents manage to raise children unprotected from those dangers?

Then take bicycle helmets.  Nobody ever heard of a helmet for riding a bicycle when I was a kid and yet everybody had a bicycle.  I never knew anybody that was injured other than skinned knees.  Today, I think the state will take your kid away because you are obviously an unfit parent if you don’t make sure that they are wearing a helmet.

And what about all the state requirments  for transporting your kids. It’s totally ridiculous. I still remember when our first son was born and he had to stay in the hospital after my wife was released.  In those primitive days it was permissible to hold a baby in a car and of course we didn’t have those life-endangering air bags so the kid could be in the fron seat.   (I don”t even know the complexity of what the state mandates for transporting a kid these days.  I think it involves a child seat until they are 12 or so and no riding in the front but it may be worse than that).  Anyway, my wife was sick and didn’t want to contaminate our son so she couldn’t go with me to get him but I couldn’t do it alone because the hospital wouldn’t release the baby to me unless there was someone to hold him.  I had to get our neighbor to go with me.  What amazed me at the time was that the hospital didn’t care one bit that I didn’t have a clue what to do with a newborn baby.  I was practically in a panic about feeding him and changing diapers and who knows what else might go wrong but the hospital was fine with letting a total incompetent take a helpless baby.  What they did care about was making sure that somebody was holding him in the car.

What in the world has happened to our country?