DAMMIT! | 2007-12-27
Whenever I put in something like "Team Depth" below, something that is really critical to me, I get a resounding silence.
Silence is hard to READ. It could mean that, after working my butt off for years, I have put a point so well that it needs no elaboration. You've said that.
But, dammit, it won't DO.
You've all seen the "dropped call" ads. You know what silence can DO.
I remember that in Animal House the Donald Sullivan professor admitted to his class that studying Milton was absurd, but when the bell rang, he reminded them that they still had to report to him on Milton, "I'm not joking here. This is my JOB!"
What I say in pieces like "Team Depth" is the purpose my LIFE. I need successors to a WAY OF THINKING. I need SysOps and BoardAds to take control, I need Lord Nelsons and Prometheuses (Promethethii?) to peal off and attack the enemy without me lifting a finger.
Coaching Depth is a BIG DEAL to me.
So you are tired of hearing this. I am tired of repeating it. But on my end it is like the dropped call ads.
I CANNOT READ SILENCE.