Monday, October 20, 2014

Art Break

When Scandal Strikes



News for our times: Mother Jones magazine interviews crisis management consultant Eric Dezenhall. An excerpt:

What's different now is this combination of velocity, volume, and venom. Things go faster, there's more noise, and the nature of social media traffics almost exclusively in negativity. Social media is dispersive and what I do is containment driven. It's much easier to spread a controversy than put one out. Right as they begin, people take to the airwaves and say, "Well, so-and-so should resign." One of the arguments I make is that we're reaching the twilight of damage control, simply because there's a lot less you can do.

Quote of the Day

Progress is made by lazy men looking for easier ways to do things. 

- Robert Heinlein

Saturday, October 18, 2014

Music Break

Leonard Bernstein conducting: The Candide Overture.

Great stuff.

Fast Track Route



Be sure to keep up with Nicholas Bate's career/life suggestions.

House of The Rising Ratings

Anderson Layman's Blog has a video of The Animals on The Ed Sullivan Show

Although Ed Sullivan usually seemed about as comfortable as Richard Nixon at a rock concert, the old guy knew how to put on a show. Those were the days before specialization and so everyone in the family watched the same programs. Sullivan wisely booked a variety of talent which would appeal to different generations. Note too that The Animals were not singing about a convent.

Typical Day in the Life of a Consultant

This clip from The Efficiency Expert shows the consultant (Anthony Hopkins) being introduced to the employees. 

And wouldn't you feel comfortable if the company hired an efficiency expert who looks like Anthony Hopkins?

Nullius In Verba

Coat of Arms

The motto for The Royal Society is roughly translated as "Take nobody's word for it."

Unorganized Hancock: Practice and Performance

See the video, listen to the music, and read the account by the band's elderly assistant :

We have an abandoned bedroom in the attic that they practice in. It doesn't have any heat, or even any electricity for that matter. If the boys want to practice, they have to drag an extension cord all the way down the hall. The plaster is coming off the walls in big chunks. Until my Heir and I jacked up the house, the floor sloped like the Titanic two hours after they stopped for ice. It's still kinda roly-poly, but a dropped pencil doesn't make it all the way to the back wall anymore. The room used to be filled with hornets all the time. I'm allergic to hornets, and one sting will kill me in an instant, so I kept the drum lessons short. The roof over this room was open to the air when we moved here, and while we got rid of the squirrels when I climbed up there and fixed it, the hornets stayed. The windows in the dormer were in such bad shape that the hornets passed in and out through the defunct weight pockets and the window frames. My Heir and I got some old, salvaged windows from a neighbor's remodel, and some boards from another neighbor who was cleaning out his garage, and we installed the windows in place of the old ones, and trimmed it out with the free boards. Now the room is filled with ladybugs.