Disaster: Olympics 2012 on NBC

There can be distractions, but if you're isolated from the heart of the Games, the Olympics become just another competition. ~Mary Lou Retton


I have been a fan of sport for as long as I can remember. As a youth, my favorite activities followed the sporting calendar; baseball/basketball in summer, football in the fall, hockey in the winter and tennis to coincide with the Borg McEnroe epic matches. I discovered soccer when I entered High School and have been fanatical about the sport ever since. To this day, I am actively involved with soccer as a referee, have been pretty much continuously been a referee since I was 20 except for a brief spell when my kids were very young.

Naturally, as a fan of sport, I would get very excited every four years when the Summer Olympics came to television spending hour upon hour taking in as many events as possible, marveling at the athletic prowess of amateur athletes on display for the world to marvel. I would cheer for the red, white, and blue who seemed to have a competitor in every event. It didn't dawn on me until years later that there was an American in every event because the US TV coverage only broadcast events in which Americans were participating. I guess the assumed fans of athletics were too self centered to care about other events.

My taste for the Olympics soured around the time of the big boycotts, the boycott of the US against Russia and the counter boycott of Russia against the US. It soured because of the influx of political ideals into what was supposed to be a celebration of sport and, more influential, I soured on watching the Olympics because the coverage was awful. It was commercial laden, focused more on 'people of interest' than sport and the jingoistic nature of the US broadcasts stuck me with hour after hour of boxing while other events, events without US participants, barely earned a mention.

It was following the olympics that tried to drown me with boxing that I became fed up with the broadcasts and quit watching the games. It wasn't that I didn't like boxing it was that the broadcast whores would shove it down our throats to the exclusion of many other events that turned me against watching the corporate greed that the Olympics had become. As near as I can recall, that was the last time I wasted my time watching an Olympic broadcast. That was the last time until the 2012 Summer Olympics when I turned on the Saturday evening broadcast.

I turned on the the first Saturday broadcast because my curiosity got the best of me. Had the networks learned anything in the past 30 years, had they listened to the people and eliminated the commercialism that, like a cancer, infects the broadcast of the event? Would the networks portray sport for the beauty it is or would they still suck the life out of the event?

To my utter dismay, it is the same feeble minded broadcast style from all those years ago, the same feeble mind excrement fed to me in my youth. Sadly, the network didn't even show the big swim meet between American greats, the 400m individual medley, on live TV in the US. The rest of the world saw it live but not us in the US. The bastards showed the event on tape delay many hours after the fact, after the results were posted all over the news. The greedy bastards showed the event on tape delay because they believe more gold coin will cross their Judas palms by showing the event in prime time.

I have no problem with a rebroadcast in the evening but for sporting sake, show the event live. The World Cup broadcasts live. The Euro 2012 championships were broadcast live. Why not show this premier event live? I will tell you. They don't really care about the Olympics as sport. They only care about the Olympics as a cash cow.

To say I am disappointed in the networks is an understatement. I am as disillusioned by the corporate greed now as I was in my youth. It will be another 30 years before I can look forward to watching the Olympics again. Maybe then the greedy bastards will get it right. Somehow, I don't think NBC and the networks will ever change, will ever do what's right for the Olympics.

Transformational

We are what we think. All that we are arises with our thoughts. With our thoughts we make the world.~ Sid Gautama

To date, I have given five of the six Leadership Trainings I am creating for my company. The final training is scheduled for 16 August. I have been enjoying the program immensely, both the creation of content and presenting the material to my class of seven students. Overall, the reviews have been very positive, more positive than I expected considering I have never previously done something of this sort.

As I was leaving work the other day, one of my students was walking out with me and told me that, for him, the class has been transformational. I knew he was enjoying the class but to say it was transformational shocked me as I don't think I have ever had a hand in something that was transformational for another human being.

I simply can't view this as I transformed another human being because I don't believe that is possible just as it is impossible to turn a moth into a butterfly or a fish into frog. I view my role in the transformation as helping him to see the skills and abilities already inside of him. I view my role as helping the butterfly emerge from the chrysalis. Now, going forward, I see my role as encouraging him to spread his leadership wings.

A Million Plus Thirty Miles

Here I am again in this mean old town
And you're so far away from me
And where are you when the sun goes down
You're so far away from me
You're so far away from me
You're so far I just can't see
You're so far away from me
You're so far away from me
~REM

Someone within touching distance can be a million miles away. If someone is a million miles away does 30 more make a difference? 

The right word can shrink a million miles to a hairs breadth while the wrong word can create a chasm and the unspoken word break a heart.

Sometimes the extra 30 miles actually brings you closer, bridges the black gap separating two hearts.

Sometimes Life Tastes Like Sawdust

It was like sawdust, the unhappiness: it infiltrated everything, everything was a problem, everything made her cry -- school, homework, boyfriends, the future, the lack of future, the uncertainty of future, fear of future, fear in general -- but it was so hard to say exactly what the problem was in the first place. ~Melanie Thernstrom

The males in my home are rehabbing the basement. The endeavor started when a crack in the foundation allowed water to leak in and saturate the carpet resulting in a mildew smell. I originally thought the mildew smell was the result of my son leaving his wet clothing on the floor. We had to tear down a section of the plywood wall to expose the crack for repair this our adventure began.

The son and son in law did most of the demolition then placed all the paneling sheets in my garage where they have been sitting for a few weeks. I spent a couple of hours today with the circular saw ripping them into bite sized chunks for the trash cans. During those couple of hours of ripping, the sawdust flew everywhere. Sawdust not only flies everywhere, it also gets everywhere. There was sawdust on the floor, in my hair, coating my sweaty body, up my nostrils and into my mouth. I blow my nose and fine particulate fills the kleenex. I cough up phlegm that's the dark brown color of the 1970s era paneling. For the past couple of hours, everything I have eaten has been punctuated with the flavor of sawdust. It's an unpleasant taste that lingers for quite some time because the sawdust was breathed in and just sits there stuck to the lining of the throat.

Sometimes, the messiness of life infiltrates all of one's existence just as the sawdust leaves nothing devoid of the fine wood particulate. An argument with a loved one can coat your mood in ways that the feelings can't quite be deciphered let alone articulated. It just sits there, a haze, obfuscating clarity, tainting one's ability to get understanding.

When life has the taste of sawdust, all existence is colored by the foul taste. It becomes difficult to understand the essence of the ongoing experience, become difficult to separate good from bad because the bad is a constant undertone.

The unfortunate thing is one can't just rid oneself of the taste. It is stuck there, stuck in the mucus tainting whatever is ingested. I takes time to work itself out of the system, time to generally dissipate, time until the foul taste is gone and life is again full of excellent flavor.

If You Ain't Fist, You're Last!

I'm the best there is - plain and simple. I mean, I wake up in the morning and I piss excellence. You know, nobody can hang with my stuff. I'm just a--just a big, hairy, American winning machine. "If you ain't first, you're last!" You know? You know what I mean? ~Ricky Bobby, Talladega Nights

I have pretty much quit playing sports. I have not completely for I do take part in the occasional mountain bike race.

Quitting sport was difficult because I have always been competitive, have always enjoyed competition. The problem, though, is that it wasn't uncommon for me to push the bounds of ethical integrity in competition as it also wan't uncommon for me smash through those bounds and end up with ethical integrity a distant vision on the horizon in my quest to win at all costs.

There were times in the heat of competition when I would get mean towards my opponent and, at times, toward my teammates. It was a regular occurrence for me to taunt opponents even when playing against friends, to rub victory in their faces. And therein lies the problem.

When I was mean, when I bragged and taunted, when I screamed and yelled, I would hurt relationships with friends. Sometimes my behaviors would damage relationships beyond reapir.

I was much older when I discovered the extent of the hurt I caused. It was during an indoor soccer game in an adult, coed league. I yelled at one of my female teammates for getting in my way when she prevented me from intercepting a pass going to an opponent, a pass that eventually led to a goal scored against my team. I was very angry and let that anger explode. After that, it was never the same between us.

That incident caused me to look deep and hard into my behaviors, into the silliness that drove me to want victory at all costs, no matter the cost. I eventually decided the cost of victory can be too high.

The Read List

To read is to fly: it is to soar to a point of vantage which gives a view over wide terrains of history, human variety, ideas, shared experience and the fruits of many inquiries. ~A C Grayling


This year for Christmas, I received an iPad on which, I immediately installed the Kindle reader application. I have long been a reader and have stacks of books, boxes of books as evidence to support my claim. Some of these were given to me but most I have purchased. It is hard for to enter a book store and leave empty handed. Unfortunately, a number of the books I own are still virgin having never been read nor had their covers spread once they left the store.

Now, with an eReader, my books are always handy, always with me wherever I travel, always available to be read as the opportunity arises. I frequently have multiple nonfiction books in the actively being read category and hop between them as the mood strikes me. I find nonfiction to be a good for book hopping as the books I read frequently complement each other. Fiction, on the other hand, typically casts a spell over me and I read them voraciously leaving no time for other books to break the story line.

I was wondering about the number of books I read this calendar year so reviewed my ereader for the count. To my astonishment, I have completed 63 books to date for 2012. At this pace, I should easily achieve 100 books read by the end of the year. I don't recall ever reading so voraciously at any phase in my life.

In addition to reading books, I have become a devotee of Zite and Flipboard as a way of keeping abreast of news in the blogosphere. These applications funnel news and blogs to me in the categories that capture my interest. In the case of Zite, as I mark articles with 'like' the more of that type of article are aggregated in my main feed. With these apps, I read about 20 blogs/news articles every day. The tailoring capabilities of Zite and Flipboard have rendered newspapers useless in my world.

My reading world has expanded markedly in the past year as has my knowledge base. This is important to me because I am teaching a Leadership course at my company for which I am also the content creator. The readings have added greatly to the depth of my teaching and benefitted the people I am privileged to lead.

Recently, I acquired a new Product Development team. My reading has reminded me of the person I need to be to effectively lead a team, has reminded me of the character I need to have, the skills I need to employ if I am to lead this team with the leadership they need to succeed.

I believe my happiness with my life is positively affected by my reading, by my learning, by my application of the things I read to my work a day world. For the first time in my life, I find myself excited about going to work every morning, looking forward to the start of my work day, wishing my work day was still going full tilt ahead as I walk out the door 13 hours after crossing the threshold every morning. I chalk this work happiness up, in large part, to the person I have become from applying those things I have read over the past half year.




Books Read:

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2. 1968 by Mark Kulansky 
3. 21 irrefutable Laws of Leadership by John Maxwell 
4. 48 Laws of Power by Robert Greene 
5. 5 Levels of Leadership by John Maxwell 
6. After Dark by Haruki Murakami 
7. After the Quake by Haruki Murakami 
8. As a Man Thinketh by James Allen 
9. Axiom by Bill Hybels 
10. Becoming a Person of Influence by John Maxwell 
11. Candice by Voltaire 
12. City of Bones by Michael Connelly 
13. Doctor Who and The Brain of Morbius by Terrance Dicks 
14. Doctor Who and the Giant Robot by Terrance Dicks 
15. Dracula by Bram Stoker 
16. Drive by Daniel Pink 
17. Echo Park by Michael Connelly 
18. Football's Funniest Quotes by Scott Porker 
19. Give Me Liberty or Give Me Death by Patrick Henry 
20. History of World Literature by The Teaching Company 
21. How to Think Like Leonardo Davinci by Michael J Gelb 
22. Leadership Methods of the Navy Seals by Jeff Cannon 
23. Lessons of the Chinese Masters by Thomas Clearly 
24. Love Poems by Pablo Neruda 
25. Love Poems of Rumi by Deepak Chopra 
26. Men of the Bible by Dwight Lyman Moody 
27. Mirrors: Stories of Almost Everyone by Eduardo Galeano 
28. One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez 
29. Ordained Irreverence by MacMillan Moody 
30. Please Look After Mother by Kyung-Sook Shin 
31. Primal Leadership by Daniel Goleman 
32. Running with the Giants by John Maxwell 
33. Shit My Dad Says by Justin Halpern 
34. Siddhartha by Herman Hesse 
35. Taking People with You by David Novak 
36. The 17 Indisputable Laws of Leadership by John Maxwell 
37. The Ambition by Lee Strobel 
38. The Art of War by Sun Tzu 
39. The Black Echo by Michael Connelly 
40. The Black Ice by Michael Connelly 
41. The Bourne Betrayal by Eric Ledbetter 
42. The Bourne Deception by Eric Ledbetter 
43. The Bourne Sanction by Eric Ledbetter 
44. The Buddha in the Attic by Julie Otsuka 
45. The Closers by Michael Connelly 
46. The Concrete Blond by Michael Connelly 
47. The Definitive Book of Body Language by Barbara Pease (started) 
48. The Draining Lake by Amuldar Indriadson 
49. The Five Temptations of a CEO by Patrick Lincioni 
50. The Illiad by Homer 
51. The Last Coyote by Michael Connelly 
52. The Lincoln Lawyer by Michael Connelly 
53. The Lovers Dictionary by David Levithan 
54. The Matterhorn A Novel of the Viet Nam War by Karl Marlantes 
55. The Metamorphosis by Kafka 
56. The Moose Jaw by Mike Delaney 
57. The Odyssey by Homer 
58. The Practice of the Presence of God by Brother Lawrence 
59. The Snowman by Jo Nesbo 
60. The War of Art by Steven Pressfield 
61. Trunk Music a Harry Bosch Novel by Michael Connelly 
62. Turning Pro by Steven Pressfield 
63. When the Emperor was Divine by Julie Otsuka 
64. Who's There by Seth Godin

Books Being Read:

1. Don Quixote by Miguel de Cervantes (Active) 
2. Good to Great by Jim Collins (Active) 
3. Steppenwolf by Herman Hesse (Active) 
4. The Charisma Myth by Olivia Fox Cabane (Active) 
5. The Sayings of Confucius by Confuscius (Active)

Work As Art

Creativity has two parts: thinking, then producing. Innovation is embedded in the creative process. It is the implementation of creative inspiration. ~Linda Naiman

I work with a bunch of people I would classify as creatives types, as artists. These people are not recognized as creative types by society nor would I say they classify themselves as artists. They are Engineers people often viewed as left brain (logical) as people can be. However, what society and they frequently fail to grasp is that these Engineers are very creative in their solutions to solving problems. In fact, their value to the company is directly proportional to the extent they employ their creative gifts. It takes someone creativity to design a software component to seamlessly fit into a system with a minimum amount of code and maximum reusability.

If the work a person produces is a result of their creativity then they are artists. It doesn't matter that the medium is not one traditionally viewed as in the realm of artists.

In the modern world, the most valuable employees are artists that produce unique solutions to problems resulting in unique products that satisfy the needs of and appeal to end users. Their medium is the bits and bytes of software development, the ability to create test scenarios that shake out the most challenging of defects, leadership that nurtures an environment where creativity flourishes.

Creativity is so important in the modern work world that I will not even consider hiring anyone that doesn't relish being creative. My hiring criteria now requires that the individual views their work as art and themselves as artists.

Artists understand that their work, their art is a craft that forever needs developing and, if they fail to continually hone their abilities, they will lose the edge that allows them to perform at the highest levels, they may even lose their ability to create their art.

It isn't just Engineers that can be artists. Work as art is available to teachers, nurses, and craftsman. Work as art is also within the reach to those of us in Managerial roles. Work as art is a mindset.

I view my leadership skills as the medium in which I express my art. To grow my art, I have been on a quest for the past 21 years to improve my ability to lead people. I have immersed myself deep in the topic. I have read countless books on the subject, continually explore new leadership ideas by reading blogs and watching videos, and attend an annual two day leadership summit to learn from some of the greatest leaders in the world.

More importantly, I take those things I learn, separate the wheat from the chaff, and apply what I have learned to the groups of people I am privileged to lead. As I see it, my primary duties are to create an environment where the artists can flourish, where the artists are free to create the unique art each is capable of expressing and to help them view themselves as artists and encourage them to create masterpieces.

It is only by continually developing my leadership skills, my art that I can create my masterpiece in which others can experience their own work as art.