In a time of universal deceit – telling the truth is a revolutionary act.
It’s pushing 3am.
I have no plans for Memorial Day Weekend.
I may do what I did today.
Play a few hours of hoops.
Hit some tennis balls.
Run a few miles.
Write a few sentences.
Think a bunch of thoughts.
Scribble some notes.
Smile at a few strangers.
Take a risk or two.
Try to hold a door.
And like Blockbuster used to strongly suggest, come home, be kind and rewind.
I’m not going to spend much time worrying about how to be a better leader.
I don’t mean to be mean.
But I wish I could un-read it.
And maybe this is the sort of thing i ought to think quietly to myself, and not publish.
I’m trying to be kinder.
But I don’t want to learn to be a better leader.
And if I did, I would hope that crisis or circumstance would baptize my becoming.
Not a blog post.
I don’t want to get feedback from my friends on how to amp up my alpha male mojo.
I don’t want to stress and obsess and find the fractures in the facade that need fixing if I’m going to inspire others to follow my lead.
I just want to be.
We are all drowning in bullshit.
Drinking from a ferocious firehose of bullshit that just won’t quit.
I know I’m guilty of it, too. I read some of my words, and it makes me cringe.
But you need blinders on – fluff filters – to even open your eyes and absorb anymore.
Everyone wants to tell you how to be.
And yet, the emperor has no clothes.
We are all naked and afraid – the silliness of our specialness something that don’t survive the slightest scrutiny and certainly ain’t found in the wisdom of our words.
This morning I got an email from an online marketing “guru” who I happened to follow from years back – he wrote a 5000 word post on why he no longer was going to working in the “show people how to make money niche”.
Instead, he was launching something brand new. Something passionate, and purposeful that wasn’t going to be about teaching others how to do something he had grown so tired of doing.
He had all kinds of reasons. Reasons that resonated well with me.
Good for you, I thought.
And then….at the end of this emotive, expressive data dump of exposed nerves and raw emotion, he said – “now pay X to watch me do it”
(but only till Tuesday when the price goes up. Twice)
Usually i’ll wait 2 weeks before i backtrack that badly.
He managed to slip in the bait and switch a slender sentence away.
And I know him. He’s a good and likeable guy.
But he’s drowning in bullshit.
So thick now – he can’t even scrape it off to see how silly it’s all starting to sound.
So many examples.
So little time.
I signed up for a free trial for what is advertised as a pretty expensive piece of software a few weeks ago.
$4K for a license.
Impressive but expensive.
I was excited.
On day 2, I woke up to an email offering a “rare” opportunity to save 50% for 24 hours.
It opened my eyes, but I knew it was bullshit.
3 hours later, I got an even “rarer” offer to save 75%.
I laughed and shook my head.
And then today….after spending a friendly hour on the phone with the sales rep earlier in the week, yet another notice that the “one time once in a lifetime discount” was about to expire.
I love the software.
And I’m excited about buying it.
Why the bullshit?
I’m already there.
Why must you lie?
Why not be the Tiger Woods of Trustworthiness?
The Kobe Bryant of Communicating clearly?
(And why can’t I pick two better athlete examples to punctuate this point?)
Because it’s now almost 4am.
And I’m optimistic, hopeful, helpful, aware, aware and inspired.
But tired of the bullshit.
Just like you.
“Trust is like a mirror, you can fix it if it’s broken, but you can still see the crack in that mother fucker’s reflection.”