don’t have a chicken coop or an imposing beard. I’ve never been hunting. I can barely keep succulents alive. I grew up in Philadelphia and feel the shame of my cosmopolitan softness every time I gas up behind the carheart-clad cowboy resting on his rusted Silverado.
The longer you live as a C-Suite executive, the harder it is to empathize with the lifestyle and motivations of an hourly worker.
Systems and individuals live in a symbiotic, cyclical relationship, where individuals shape systems, and then individuals are shaped by systems
“Does the Lord have as great a delight in stars of Bethlethem and posting Christmas eve photos as He does in obeying the voice of the Lord?”
Surely no one imagines that equity is some sort of nightmarish carbon copied cul-de-sac, where everyone lives in the same type of house, wears the same clothes, drives the same car, and goes to the same schools?
David and Goliath. Field of Dreams. Star Wars. Rocky. The Sandlot. The local mom and pop store. Underdog stories never get old. We can't help loving them. They also contain a distinctively American flavor, probably because this country only exists because the underdog...
The real issue is that people are mean, and they say mean things, and that hurts.