One Quick Take on One Inglorious Day

Friends: I had the chance to respond to a publication called The Fulcrum recently about the January 6th hearings and provide my thoughts and opinions on the undertakings of the select committee. The website is linked below.

I was asked to answer multiple questions, including, “If you were sitting in a jury, what would you be analyzing and thinking?” My response was as follows:

My internal jurist craves the answer to one question: Who thought that riling up an already sensitive group of overly demonstrative voters — whose candidate just lost an election by the same “landslide” Electoral College margin he won by four years prior — was a good idea? These voters represent a part of the populace made to feel marginalized (and for some, they were brushed aside by both Democrats and Republicans for years, not just as “deplorables” but as unworthy of time and consideration given their lack of donatable funds). Once a self-serving “champion” gave them agency to speak their minds through rallies, social media interactions and alt-right groups, the latent “-isms” found throughout the messaging of the Trump administration became magnified, as did the raw emotions of this group of Americans. My “end-state” thinking would be along the lines of trying to determine if using these loyalists as a means to an end — interrupting the electoral process to keep then-President Trump in office — was honestly considered to be a legitimate tactic. If so, this could not have been the work of one individual. But, if deemed illegitimate by the vast majority of staff members, why were the fires stoked from several directions?

I’d love to get your take on not just my response, but the responses of other contributors to the article. Civil political debate is a hallmark of our country’s so-called “exceptionalism” and something that should be celebrated and not denigrated.

It’s not a fight–it’s a discourse. It’s not an argument–it’s a discussion of two different viewpoints.

And we do it all the time–we debate over sports teams, snack food favorites, the GOATs of music and television, and nothing seems to come even close to the vitriol spouted when politics are introduced to the mix (well, perhaps religion, but that’s another story).

Keep up the good fight, everyone! #ringthebell #fightson #itjusttakesone

https://thefulcrum.us/Pop-Culture/your-take/jan-6-hearings

One Among Many, Many Among One

Well, here are we again. This time, I’m pleased to share a blog post I wrote for the Travis Manion Foundation as part of the Spartan Leadership Program and my experiences thus far. I was also blessed to spend a week at the Crooked Butterfly Ranch with more than a dozen other highly motivated individuals, both participants and staff members, in learning a bit more about ourselves, each other, and what really defines us as leaders (philosophies, purposes, experiences, etc.). With that said, here’s the post–I do hope you enjoy it and/or find some utility in it. Keep up the good fight everyone! #fight #ringthebell #hithard #dontstopfighting #noquit

“Breathe, Zach. Just. Breathe.”

I repeated this mantra multiple times at the airport, on the plane, and as I walked to the van awaiting my late arrival.  I was entering a new environment, with a relatively new group of like-minded people, and hoping to learn something new about myself, my leadership philosophy, and how I view the world.  But, I felt like I had a couple answers to the exam in advance: I had worked with our host, Brian “Tosh” Chontosh, previously during my time at the Naval Academy as an instructor and training coordinator.  I had been on a previous expedition to Parkland, FL 18 months earlier and had confidence that some of those topics would be revisited.   No problem, right?

I’ll paraphrase Socrates when I say this: “…for I know one thing, and that is that I know nothing.”

Leading up to the expedition in Colorado, we as a cohort dove deep into our personal beliefs: our strengths, our mindsets, and our personal purposes.  Each of these exercises was intended to test us at our core and reveal unforeseen biases and preconceptions and counter them with passions and strongly-held beliefs.  Speaking for myself, I know that during these first three evolutions, I realized just how little I knew about what I held dearly vis-a-vis leadership beliefs and self-awareness. 

Have I taken the VIA strengths test multiple times with similar results each time?  Yes. 

DId I see a few of the TED talks assigned previously? Sure.  

Did that matter once we got into the deep conversations on Sunday evenings and around the campfire in Colorado?  Absolutely not!

The first major reflection came during Dr. Clifford Stanley’s (a retired MGEN in the United States Marine Corps) guest appearance during one of our Sunday evening sessions.  During the class period, he mentioned a quote that stuck with me: “I refuse to give up on people.”  Previous to this, I had believed that my leadership philosophy centered around problem solving and taking on the biggest challenges.  But Dr. Stanley’s quote, paired with his tragic experiences as a Black man in the military, made me think deeply about my personal philosophy.  Did I strictly want to solve problems?   As Dr. Stanley continued, I harkened back to MSGT King’s motivational speech at the kickoff in Atlanta: “don’t allow broke to break you.”   I needed to take that advice and not only apply it personally, but around my community.  

First change in my leadership philosophy: it’s about more than just the problem at hand–it’s about the people affected by the problem and helping them back to their feet.  

As the weeks passed by, we crafted our personal purpose statements and brainstormed over ideas for our Community Impact Projects.  I kept hearing Dr. Stanley and MSGT King in the back of my mind, imploring me to take my experiences with loss and grief, be demonstratively resilient, and make something happen.  One question remained: where do I find a group of people who have likely been given up on and have lost a sense of self-worth or are victims of their own self-deprecation after making mistakes?

One might think that my thinking took me to veterans struggling with transitions to civilian life.  A good idea–one that I know is being actively worked on by some of the incredible members of this program–but my mind went somewhere else.  All I could think about was my children, a pair of smart, well-mannered, and socially adept eight-year olds.  

What if they didn’t have their mother and I to teach them what right looks like?  What if they had to learn how to be completely self-sufficient before being able to pour their own milk and cereal in the morning?  What if they never had the comfort of a constant roof over their heads and love in their hearts and had to find a different place to sleep every night?

Short answer: they could end up like many of the at-risk youth in the Detroit metropolitan area, and be locked away in a juvenile justice facility, thinking that they are failures at their core and bound for a life of destitution and shame.  Worse, they could grow up thinking they are worthless and suffer through mental anguish, never realizing their full potential because they are too caught up in their own fixations that they are not important enough to be helped.

Next leadership philosophy change:  allow great trials and tribulations to be a source of strength as you adopt a growth mindset.  Failures aren’t setbacks–they are gifts of experience of the highest order.  Fail, learn, grow, and try again–four simple steps that can take a lifetime of learning to implement.

As we worked our way through the Colorado expedition, I reflected back on both sets of quotes as well as the discussions we had during our time with Tosh and his whiteboard.  One lesson in particular stuck with me–a group discussion about permission.  More specifically, we talked at length about leaders giving permission to their subordinates to be their authentic and most creative selves.  By doing so, we allow people to freely express ideas, but we also must be patient and understanding enough to let them fail, learn, grow, and try again.  As leaders, we are expected to be the examples of what to do, but on occasion we can be even better examples of what not to do.  If the latter becomes the case, then the permission we give our charges also allows them an open channel to provide constructive feedback.  In short, permission and empowerment are critical to leading teams that excel during times of crisis as well as times of peace.  But, since this course is reflective, where do I fit in?

Third leadership philosophy change: give yourself permission to be authentic, to fail and learn, to be creative, seek feedback, and grow with the team, not because of or in spite of it. 

I had always believed that success begets success, and while that statement rings true, it is only half of the argument.  Success happens because of failures, and not because you got it right the first time with every shot.  As Tosh mentioned, not every round is going to be a bullseye.  Heck, maybe the first 10 will be “high and right” until you can fine tune everything.  That fine-tuning exercise is the permission given to oneself to understand a three-parted elemental truth: we are human, we are flawed, and we are capable of amazing things…if we accept the first two truths. 

Where do we go from here?  I suspect the next evolutions will start to tie it all together as we grow as a cohort and begin to see our community action plans take shape with the help of our personal leadership philosophies.  We will continue to question what it means to espouse Spartan leadership and how we live the mantra of “if not me, then who” daily.  Our instructors and leaders will press us for more reflection, more depth, and more soul searching.  But, and perhaps most importantly, as the Beatles once sang, “we (will) get by with a little help from (our) friends.” 

One Flew Over All The Nests

If anyone has ever seen the Jack Nicholson classic, “One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest,” then understanding what mental instability looks like doesn’t take much. Strangely enough, I find myself again questioning my own mental fortitude. Why?

Here I am again, 19 months since last posting anything of substance, giving this thing another dust-off and another run. But, to use the cliché, this time is a bit different. I’m still fighting my demons and my battles–sometimes harder than ever. But the everyday discourse of the new age has become significantly more petulant and nearly detached from reality. It’s almost unheard of today to have a civil conversation with another person in which both sides see things differently. It’s time that changed.

I know–I’m just some schlub with a blog site, an overpriced keyboard, and mind full of opinions and questions. I’m a dime-a-dozen, a wanna-be, a purveyor of foolhardy desires. What makes me so special?

Not a damn thing. But then again, what’s makes anybody in my situation who has realized “success” special?

You might be saying, “c’mon fella, we’re ALL special, and you’re just taking a chance and putting it out there. Maybe you just crave attention? Maybe you’re lonely? Maybe you have something to say and no other outlets?” Ok, fair points all and none without merit.

Well, let’s be clear: we’re not all special. If we were, then nobody would be. I do seek attention, just like any other extrovert. I gain energy from interaction and feel myself transmogrify into a slug without it. I have a great deal to say, and not all of it worthy of even digital prose.

But, as I’ve said in previous postings, all it takes is “one.” And I’m willing to fight for that one–I don’t have any other choice. One can be extraordinarily powerful–especially when that one takes the power away from it’s adversaries (namely fear, embarrassment, shame, and pride).

Bell’s ringing–time to get back in the ring. #fight #ringthebell

One Thought Piece

While I know it’s been awhile, just wanted to push out an article I was given a chance to write by the FUND Conference.  This team is one that seeks out young and burgeoning entrepreneurs and business leaders seeking out coaching, mentoring, and backing from all manner of investors and venture capitalists.  My piece of the pie: helping the old school understand a little bit about the new school and how each has a common upbringing (conceptually speaking).

Feedback always appreciated!

https://fundconference.com/blog/millennials-and-perpetual-connectivity-

One Round Too Many

Did you miss me? Honestly? Thankfully (see what I did there), I didn’t go too far (virtually speaking). But, with that said, allow me to elaborate.

My explanation: MBA programs are hard. REALLY HARD. Especially when you are balancing a busy career and a personal/family life that isn’t exactly vanilla or uneventful. But, with a small break in the action here thanks to our Pilgrim friends, I’m back at it and have a lot to say….just not all at once.

The last six months have truly kept me busy, not only with my time but with information as the news cycle never sleeps. We had a mid-term election (referendum much?), a World Series that came and went (Sawx!), and of course the usual headline-worthy items day to day. We lost some great men and women (Senator John McCain and Aretha Franklin, namely). We’ve seen some interesting business happenings (Tesla under SEC scrutiny, Toys R Us closing down forever). We’ve even seen a total face transplant in the United States (I got nothing here…just, wow!)!

So, why the title of “one round too many?” Well, I haven’t developed a drinking problem, thought that’d be an ultra-convenient excuse for my absence. No, my “round too many” relates to the aforementioned events of the last half year: it’s a lot, I missed a lot, and it takes a lot to catch it all.I didn’t have the energy to do it all.

But I tried anyways, and it burned me out. Scorched, even.

I didn’t just burn the candle at both ends: I threw the thing into a pot of boiling oil inside of a microwave. Motivation? Gone. Focus? Zero. Determination? Minimal. Sleep? More like passing out. Mental status: utterly deteriorated.

Which brings my message tonight to the fore: Be thankful for the time we have together because some day, it’ll run out. You don’t have to be everything, to everybody, all the time. Just do what you can with what time you have while keeping a sliver of a smile on your face. Grab every moment and every fleeting memory and let them burn as brightly as they can in your mind before they settle into your subconscious.

I’ve never been more keenly aware of that than I am today—celebrating Thanksgiving without my father and my aunt. Our family hurts today but is ultimately grateful that we have something that we can lean on: each other. I implore all of you to do just that, and if you can’t, let me know and you can lean on me. Believe me, after this 2018, I think I can handle it.

Easier said than done, I know. But hear me out, folks: this is a critical problem in America today, especially with overacheivers, ambitious professionals, and the parts of the populace that simply want to get ahead and stay ahead. Lean on each other, enjoy one another, choose to be happy and dismiss that which makes you miserable. Don’t force yourself into being someone or something you aren’t.

Just be. And when you don’t think you can just be you….be a fighter. Fight for yourself as ardently and as fervently as you would your friends, family, and loved ones. Then, go back to just being you.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone—eat up before that bird gets cold!

#fight #ringthebell #glovesoff #getinthering #keepgoing #happythanksgiving #thankful #grateful #livetolove #lovetolive #fightersfight #neverquit #neverstop #justbe #letitbe #youareworthit