My friend Paul, Trump supporter

So I had an experience with my friend Paul who is an ardent Trump supporter which I’m not proud of.  It was shortly after the incident in Charlottesville, VA. There was a free speech rally on the Commons in Boston.  He had gone apparently and I heard him say something that really upset me.

It created a visceral reaction in me.

I said to him “if you support the Nazis we are going to have a problem.”  Now I’m one of the most peaceful anti-violence guys I know, but I felt the need to stand up for Heather Heyer the young woman who was killed, to stand up for Continue reading

The Culture of Community

When I was in High School I went to visit a friend’s family in Lagos, Nigeria.

The father owned a bank and was very well off.  To give an example, Lagos was (is?) so congested some days only even numbered license plates could drive, the rest odd.  My friend’s father had two Mercedes one with even license plate one with odd so he could drive every day. Or more correctly, be driven.  He had a driver.  He also had a cook, a groundskeeper,  a nanny, security guards (they may have simply been police officers) and other people who just seemed to be there in the house/compound.

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Word is Bond

Lesson number 1 if we are numbering is really that your word is your bond.

This is *the* most important thing.

If you say you are going to do something or be someplace, do it or be there.  If things change as they do (only constant in the world is change) just update someone.  Let them know you are running late or won’t make it.

Now, before I continue let me give you some background on my use of Scriptures.

If I quote the Bible or the Qur’aan or the Bhagavad Gita, or the Enum Elish, or the Gospel of Barnabas or the Egyptian Book of the Dead or any religious text, Continue reading


Lessons you are trying to teach people are usually the lessons you need to learn.

I wrote a post about coaching from the sidelines and then I realize I’m doing the same thing.

I was at a soccer game this weekend and I not only coached from the sidelines but I yelled at the ref.


Okay, lesson learned.

Master Kim’s Lesson

Master Kim was a 9th degree Black belt in Tae Kwon Doe.  A small but powerful Korean man he was graceful, elderly and wise.  He immediately became one of my idols.
The first time I met him he read my palm and asked me directly and forcefully whether I was going to finish this, whether I was going to get my Black Belt.
Of course I said yes and I started Tae Kwan Doe where I had left off with Mr. McDuffy my former Instructor.  (remember to ask about Mr. McDuffy, great instructor)

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