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Thursday September 7, 2000 "Les vertusse perdent dans l'intérêt comme les fleuves se perdent dans la mer." "Virtues are engulfed in self-interest just as rivers are swallowed up by the sea." François, Dud de la Rochefoucauld
driving into the sun
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back and forth to Houston The bad news was that I had to go to Houston for a meeting. The good news was that I found someone willing to drive me for the company reimbursement. And a lunch. The other good news is that I got out of the office and away for a lunch and a museum. Didn't sleep well on Wednesday night and felt very droopy during a nonetheless interesting tour of a Masks exhibit at Houston Museum of Fine Arts. Also droopy on the way home. Not doing the driving made it quite tolerable, though. It is amazing that once you can divorce yourself from caring too much about certain things that you see right through to the quick of other people who still care. Their feeling and motives are transparently displayed. You feel suddenly opaque, distant. It is mostly self-interest that you see. There really isn't much else inside folks. Good deeds and altruism come when people actually see how it helps them personally. I feel in some cases that I'm trying to give my company a leg up...opportunities to behave radically in a stogy world. And get radical rewards. If they don't grab these opportunities, it wouldn't be surprising. Because they are pretty big to consider such things. I look at it as a Harvard Business School case. Outside consultant inside. Entertaining. Houston traffic is awful, by the way. In case you didn't know. Sprawling traffic. That's Houston. And a trip to Houston is sunrise in your face then sunset in your face. The dust and dirt glows rosy at sunset. |
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