Thursday, August 25, 2011

The Ghost Story: How to create the ultimate shiver!



© VDS Brink November 2010



INTRODUCTION
It is ghost story competition time; expect no mercy and a brutal onslaught to a final moment of glory!
Yet..Toastmasters is about learning and growth step by step and we do it in only one way: sharing everything and building upon our hidden greatness.
This short attempt is in this light to help the participants and make it a great event of some laughter but mainly to cause shivers down the spine!
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A GREAT STORY
Stories, also ghost stories need tension, good and bad guys, a victim, and a happy ending.
Little Red Riding Hood (our victim), the bad wolf (bad guy), the forester (good guy), cheating (wolf in grandma’s bed), a climax (wolf killed with an ax), grandma and LRRH emerge smiling and lives happily ever after..(happy ending)
About any story ever, any movie you name follows this pattern. It works and audiences love it.
Some great guidelines from Janie Oosthuisen of Skryfgeheime:

·        Have a great main character. She/he has a special talent. Run fast, clever, arty, beautiful like Snowwhite.. Loveable like Little Red Hiding Hood.

·        She/he lives in a nice place. Yet all sort of weird things tend to happen, especially midnight after the moon as risen..perhaps something’s lurking on the roof...

·        Our hero has a problem, a big one. A strong wind, a big noise, a huge spider or ...a ghost!!
·        Yet she has friends (the forester, the 7 dwarfs or...a friendly ghost!). Also they have special talents a when banding together just anything is possible.

·        Now it is time bad the baddies to enter. They also have special powers and if a ghost can penetrate solid walls or drift in thin air. No end to the misery they can cause.
·        Let the story flow aimlessly colouring on here and there when ..SUDDENLY, something terrible happens. Nothing, but nothing will ever be the same.

·        Our hero/victim and her helpers must now make plans like never before. They think it’s easy but dream on..nothing works and we move from bad to worse like when the wolf swallowed both LRRH and her grandma!

·        We failed miserably, our heroes and dear victim sink further in the mud and there seems to be no hope. But, wait a bit...:

·        A miracle happens, our great hero (friendly ghost?) comes up with a miracle cure/idea and the sun is shining bright yet again. The villains are crushed and were never heard of again.

·        Our victim and her friends live happily ever after.

·        And..there must be a twist in the tail.... leave the audience with a smile and a tear..

From Susan Williams, president of Honeydew Toastmasters Club and professional writer of Prosecoms Pty Ltd (www.prosecoms.co.za ) these jewels:
There are three types of ghost stories:
·         A funny ending. That is where I made a huge mistake with the ghost as it was actually the gown or sun hat behind the door.

·         A story without an ending like an urban legend.

·         With a spine chilling ending, the type that grandpa told us and we were too afraid to sleep.

To do it follow some steps:

·         A ghost with a story like the murdered girl form Uniondale. Perhaps searching for his lost chopped off head. The crying baby during full moon, searching for her lost fortune or lover..

·         A spooky place: be descriptive, involve the senses of the audience, a creaking door, an old hospital, eve of midnight.


·         Atmosphere: what do we smell, sulphur perhaps?, raising neck hair, shivers down the spine..

EPILOGUE
To write any story is hard, hard work, yet a brilliant way to be creative and food for the soul.

Just do it, grab a pen/keyboard and just start with “Once upon a time there was a and a..”. The rest will follow by itself ..

ENJOY!

Wealth, Life and Cricket


Wealth, Life and Cricket

© VDS Brink June 2011

This article discusses the building of long term wealth from the viewpoint of an investor carrying scars of numerous mistakes. It looks from the pavilion at sport and cricket in particular and shares ideas on the life of a successful sportsperson and the pitfalls that might lie ahead in a life away from the limelight.




INTRODUCTION
We live in turbulent times with a world slowly emerging from the worst economic decline in 80 years. It will take years to recover the damage. It is also a time when a new generation is emerging with a new outlook on life.
The shadows of 1994 and the impact of the internet changed all and that current ways of doing things simply will not work in the future.
This article discusses it and provides guidelines for coping and using it to create wealth in an uncertain and difficult future.
As our personalities differ, our appetite for risk accordingly, it is critical to be surrounded by people different from you to maintain perspective.
This article was born from discussing many aspects of life with great people on investment and particularly the life of sports women and men.
To soar in life is to know that lots of data and information mean very little. Greatness and victory is if we can move to knowledge, then insight and ultimately the wisdom. To do it is to drown the mind with facts, discuss it with diverse people, test the water, burn some scars, emerge with humility and only then follow your head.
On every aspect of life, this takes time, lots of it.

TO BE SURROUNDED BY THE BEST
Francois du Plessis and Tom de Lange of Vega Capital, Laurette Pretorius of Sasfin and Hugo Snyman, Christo Luus, Bonita Labuschagne, Louwrence Erasmus, Thilo Otterpohl, Ian Lane,  Dewald Scholtz  of Third Circle Asset Management play a major role in my understanding of wealth creation.
In their shadows I moved from a salary earning ignorant nobody to a share trader, understanding my limitations, made small fortunes and lost some of it and came out wiser, humbler and understanding my role so much better. It taught me that there are wiser people than me; yet never lose strategic control, to manage my fear and greed and see it all in a wider context.
The world of sport for me was remote and distant. Sport insults and humiliates 85 % of the population. Sport is not exercise, it is hype and glitz. Whether anybody buys a seat at Loftus, it makes no difference, it is less than 5% of their income, the rest is pure media hype
With this cynical view, my roads crossed with wise people on that side of the fence, and a new world opened up.
Christo Spies (former Springbok athlete, batsman for Kovsies plus many others and today the mental coach for both the Cheetahs and the Eagles), a friend and a daily pillar of strength for the past 5 years.
Elizabeth Reynders (double Olympic swimmer), a friend for many years and collaborator on the great post 2010 scenario project when she passionately shared her views on the Sydney and Atlanta before and after the Games.
Steve Rautenbach (former Olympic coach at Barcelona) who was a co-soldier in the trenches at the SAPS reserve force and told priceless stories while doing midnight hours on the beat.
Greyling Viljoen (clinical psychologist and canoe champion of global rivers, Springbok for almost a decade and sport administrator), a comrade in arms for many years at Unisa’s MBA as co-lecturer on creativity gave me insight into the world of high performance, and the limelight that shines and fades.
Wonderfull discussions recently at SA Rugby at Newlands with Steven Roos (ex school mate, operations manager and veteran of 36 years at that holy ground) and Giepie Nel (Blue Bull centre of yesteryear) who escaped the final onslaught of fame and professionally qualified as a dentist, gave priceless ideas.
A great lecture recently by Dr Sherylle Calder of the Sport Science Institute on eye-hand coordination brought great new insight.
The concept of the fading limelight enlightened by my brother, Danie who as a doctor witnesses the devastating impact on our lives. Johann Coetzee, the industrial psychologist, and his concept of “when the corporate applause dies” as seen in real life in my 5 year journey with Allan Heyl who kicked off a new life with all lime lights glaring and a Hollywood movie (“Stander”) to back him up.
We know that 60% of all chartered accountants in the US of A die within two years after retirement and the rest of us between the ages of 63-65, a sharp peak in death rate that drops afterwards.
Leaving that great mining company after 25 years brought me to my knees and 8 months of emotional living hell. (“Why doesn’t anybody phone me”?) An identity destructed, am I still good and competent, worthy of respect?
The corporate applause is addictive. For the young sportsperson, it dies early and can and will lead to emotional distress and subsequent bad decisions.

CONFESSIONS FROM THE 4th TEAM
80% of all super performing sportsmen & women are born January – March. Fact. (Gladwell, 2009) Being no exception as an October baby, I never made beyond the 4th team.
Ironically today after 4 decades, 90% of my compatriots who sneered at me then, cannot even do one flight of stairs. I spend an hour in Virgin Active daily, can do Table Mountain in 1 hour 15 minutes and a comfortable sub 2 hour half marathon... For them, the impact of Gunston, Klipdrift & Coke, Rump and Chips had the last revenge..
Even more so, my dear wife, a November babe, never even made the netball team, yet today is a multiple gold medallist for the 10 kms, in the top 10% in this year’s Two Oceans and last year a national 4th place for Virgin Active’s triathlon. Her compatriots faded into real “tannies”.. so sad.
Then, when working at the age of 22 under the baton of the great Dr Craven as the resident scientist on the John van Reenen world record project, brought insight into the world of sport.
Eccentric as he was, “Doc” Craven also drove a Jaguar, in his case a British racing green XJ with a ridgeback named Bliksem who commandeered the front seat.
He creatively chose a champion swimmer for the 1960 test in Dublin. Attie Baard barely ever played rugby in his life! Attie, a retired doctor and ex superintendent of the Stellenbosch hospital shared his story with me to my delight.
He also relegated Andrew van der Watt the Springbok wing at the time, to Maties’s 2nd team to make room for the aging Jannie Engelbrecht.
Due to his physical appearance, we fondly referred to him as “The Ape-Man”.
I cheated and bribed to get the job to cover my expenses for my sins of not passing my second year maths. All funded by the great Naspers and money was no object.
As most post grad students in sport science came from a BA background, I soon become the resident hero to coach them in the complexities of stats, maths and mechanics. An endless stream visited me in my room to complete their assignments, all paid for by Selected Tassenberg. (That is the one with the cork.)
One of them the Springbok fullback at the time, Dawie Snyman. Respect shown by my mates in the res’s corridors grew by the day. In the same corridors lurked people like Michiel le Roux (Capitec’s founding chairman) and Koos Bekker (today of the same Naspers). Life was beautiful!.
Not stupid yet, I coded lengthy FORTRAN programs solving exponential equations built upon the behaviour of a discus in a wind tunnel. The mysteries and myths of swinging cricket balls were part of the study. This was then discussed with Naspers’s editors. They, also BA types, did not understood a word what we said, yet as media moguls sniffed money in the air, nodded their heads in enthusiastic agreement and kept on footing the bill. I even bought a car!
Ivor Potgieter was the coach who wisely took the new insight and adapted John’s style slightly. The team ably supported by the legendary Dr Jan van Heerden of, "What every boy should know" fame. The rest is history,  we struck gold on 14th of March ’75 when John broke the world record with a huge 50 cm.
It was a great moment in the life of a youngster to meet that humble giant. These days, at the age of 63, he is world renowned artist exhibiting in galleries as far as New York.
John, in the true spirit set by Roger Bannister (of 4 minute mile fame) competed against only one person: John van Reenen.

AND THE GENTLEMEN’S GAME
That brings us to cricket. A game played only at a few places, almost all of them in the Colonies. Sadly it excludes Canada, yet oddly includes Holland.
Where played, it is worshipped, yet the story goes that after 3 hours of sipping diluted tea, the batsman hit a six followed by some applause, the visiting American asked: “Did the game begin?”
When working with the ex coach of Pakistan and later the Titans, Richard Pybus, he told me how he feared for his life after losing a match and the fanatics building effigies of him, dowsed it in petrol and set it alight.
They dress in long trousers and in white. The only sport with a rule that you should behave yourself with swearing not allowed. Girls LUV it. So to steal the hearts of long legged blondes, wear white, be masculine and never ever use four letter words!
My last match was for that miniscule West Coast town, Koringberg, when we played against the mighty Piketberg. I batted no 3 and was out after 5 balls for a duck.
Yet... I love the game and all around it and in my endeavours under prompting of my three teenage daughters, was always on the hunt for autographs.
Gymmed in Brisbane next to the great Shane Warne. Hotelled in London with Brian Lara and Co and the greatest was on the way back from New York back in ’92 to fly to Bridgetown, Barbados to pick up Kepler and team. My seat mate next to me: Mike Procter! At the point over mid Atlantic, a newbie sitting in economy in the back came to speak to Mike and introduced himself to as  Hansie, sadly not with us anymore.. Ali Bacher resided up front in 1st Class..
Only one survival of that flight these days, a member of the under 19 team; a guy named Herschelle.
As a fanatic, I stood on the pitches of Lords, the Oval, Sydney, Brisbane and visited the Brabham museum in Bowral, NSW, twice as I had a project there Down Under. Stood in awe on the Melbourne Ground with the highest light poles in the world, fitting +100 000 comfortably and built solely for cricket and the funniest game invented by mankind, Aussie Rules..
While talking about cricket grounds; in these days of irritating name changes, we also need to look into the mirror. Many years ago, there was a town outside Pretoria, Lyttleton. In a wave of patriotism they renamed it more politically correct as Verwoerdburg.
In the mean time, Dr Willie Basson of the Northern Transvaal cricket union made a deal with the city council to build a cricket ground. They dreamt of all the hundreds to be scored and named it Centurion Park. The Jewish capitalists in Sandton also had to make a move to be politically correct and renamed the shopping complex next door Centurion City.
The city council, after many fights, flag waving and debate renamed the whole city, making Centurion it the only place in the world named after a cricket ground!
When the late Dr Albert Herzog turned his back on his cronies, the same fate befell the Hertzog Tower in Jozi to be renamed boringly as the Brixton Tower.
To divert a bit, with great guys domineering our history as General Hendrik Potgieter and Colonel John Graham who both easily wiped out whole towns before breakfast. They are overshadowed by Lord Alfred Milner who through his underling, Lord Kitchener cold bloodily killed 27000 children, mostly babies and toddlers. (Gilliomee, 2006)
Yet, their legacy is cherished in Milnerton, Potchefstroom and Grahamstown.
Not the end of the saga yet as the Titan’s union then succumbed to the onslaught of the Mighty Rand and renamed their grounds: Super Sport Park!! Imagine a future billboard: “Welcome to Super Sport City”.
Will we never learn?
However the most wonderfull was back in ’94 when we opened our office in Brisbane and a guy walked in. He was the owner of a civil engineering consultancy across the corridor, Maclean & Chapman. As wicketkeeper of Oz and administrator, he was knighted by QE II for his dedicated service in maintaining the tiny bit what is left of the Empire. Sadly he did not attend the sword hitting ceremony as he could not afford the air ticket. His wife almost divorced him!
Sir John Maclean himself. Sir John, a humble person, who helped us every bit to find our feet in an odd country that speaks a foreign language by abbreviating everything while drinking Swan beer. He kept up correspondence with my 15 year old daughter sharing great cricket stories and gave her something to brag about on the playground.
Listening to Sherylle’s lecture, it struck me that second only to playing the violin; the utmost hand eye coordination of mankind is found amongst cricketers. To read a ball coming at you swerving in the air at 140 km/h is not for sissies. They are indeed special people and lots are to be learnt from them and what they do.
The mind of the cricketer surely is surely different from the rugby player. In rugby lots of them at 35 are penniless, desperate, a broken body and an empty mind. Working on wealth creation with a great cricketer we need to take all this in account as it shaped his mind for many years and this unique characteristic just must be used.

PRINCIPLES OF WEALTH CREATION
This is the field for the experts, yet few ideas might help:
Every Rand/Pound you spend must be earned by somebody (= the root of the subprime debacle?); wait patiently and work hard all your life; beware of scams and promises (if it is too good to be true, it often is!); know how much you earn, spend, save, own and owe, know how much is needed to retire.  (Luus, 2010, pers. comm.)
From Danko’s great book “The Millionaire, next Door” (adapted after many discussions with De Lange 2005-2007):
       Live far under current means: That is within 70% of availability as calculated from the Wealth Index. The WI will be discussed later.
       Spend lots of time, money and energy on ways to built wealth: Count your money often, read, think future, talk to advisors, and take final responsibility.
       Financial dependence >>> social standing. Live modest and show it. The late Dr Rupert drove an ancient Merc and Warren Buffet a 10 year old Ford Falcon.
       Children need to be financially independent. Give everything for education and ongoing education.
       Create a legacy in a trust, pass on to the future grandchildren
       Be clever to see new opportunities. Use strategic insight, vast networks, feel for the future to aid to the work of your financial advisors.
       Do the right things to create extra income. Do work that creates networks and pays handsomely. Strive to cover monthly expenditure for next 5 years from external income.
       Guard against loss.
       Make the best of property, yet understand that there is a price to be paid. (rather buy property shares..?)
       Stick to investments of what we understand. If it are to be CFDs, SSFs, day trading, Hedge Funds, Persian carpets, gold coins, golf estates, offshore gilts and bonds, Emperor Casino or the Lotto, great, but know before we leap.
       Handle risk with a balance between caution and aggression: Always know how much I can afford to lose and keep the foundation intact.
       Above all surround yourself with great people of a diverse background.
Know yourself. Get your Myers Briggs type or whatever indicator. Do Third Circle’s psychological profiling (a steal at only R199). Talk to those same BA types mentioned above. They have a great role to fulfill.
In my case as an introverted, intuitive, thinking perceiver, I am certain to mess it up if I do it myself. My miserable trading record proves it, especially when my pet company Uranium One dropped by almost 80% overnight! This all when my dear fund manager seems to sit boringly on her hands, yet steered it all wisely to survive the market collapse.
Understand your weaknesses, and use your strengths in combination with wise people diverse from yourself.
To make a sure mess, is to sit in the “we-warm-ourselves” crowd and follow the herd. Like the Norwegian lemmings and Hamelin’s mice, you and your cronies will run over the cliff.

BLINDERS IN OUR OUTLOOK
Each of us looks at life with tinted glasses. This is our biggest enemy in wealth creation. Some of them are (from Wikipedia):
·       Remembering chosen options as having been better than rejected options.
·       Bandwagon effect; if all thinks it’s great, then it must be.
·       Remembering one's past performance as more different than it actually was.
·       Recalling the past in a self-serving manner, e.g. remembering one's exam grades as being better than they were, or remembering a caught fish as being bigger than it really was.
·       Keep things as it is; do not rock the boat.
·       Difficult to let go.
·       An item that sticks out is more likely to be remembered than other items .
·       The emotion associated with unpleasant memories fades more quickly than the emotion associated with positive events.
·       The inclination to see past events as being predictable; also called the "I-knew-it-all-along" and the “I told you so” effect. In our great country the “good old days” is a lively topic when we braai. We conveniently forget the cheating, bribing, paving the way for our cronies. The only real difference is that these days we at least know about it.
The herd will move through phases in the investment world: Rejection – distrust – safe play - trust – exuberance – greed – whatever – negative – it’s not true – worry – fear – panic – despair – surrender – back to rejection.(De Klerk, 2009)
Since September 2008 we almost witnessed the whole cycle and now somewhere between safe play and trust. Perhaps the trick is to be 2 steps ahead of the herd?
A FULL LIFE
A full life is so much more than being wealthy. (Demathini, 2005). It is to balance family, spirituality, doing sensible work, create wealth, have friends, have a healthy body. If passing into the 50s, creating a legacy will be the 7th pillar.
To sum up: Mind, Body, Soul, Friendship, Wealth, Hard Work and surrounded by Loved ones. Tinker with any of these pillars and your castle of happiness will tumble down.
WHERE TO NOW?
To be wealthy is not to be rich. It is to survive maintaining our current lifestyle. (Danko 2004).
Demathini (2005) advises that we should have 2x months of salary saved in the bank, then build up to 2 months in bonds, then a mutual fund, then in blue chips, large cap, small cap, derivates and then only hedge funds. It is to follow a route of small steps, covering risk and learn along the way. 
Maglolio (2205) advises a full year of research and understanding before any trades.
The PSG Make a Million competition served me well as I focused on a slice of the market (e.g. Altx) and worked with real money. A great learning exercise.
The most important is to find an asset manager that walked the road. A person that can listen and get under your skin. An open ear, dedicated with perfect administration.
If not drawing a fixed salary, yet accumulated a bundle, long term planning can sensible done with Danko’s Wealth index formula adapted by De Lange (2006).
It gives a monthly extraction rate. Stick to this, money not spend can be blown and enjoyed. All new income is never allocated for expenditure, but form part of the pool. By choosing a conservative WI, the pool must grow over time giving the freedom never to succumb to daily temptations, yet building a legacy.
To explain, that is for another day.
HOW TO WORK TOGETHER
Any relationship should have a fair exchange, in business, in friendship, in love. If we fail in this the relationship will ultimately fail or will degenerate into slavery. (Demathini, 2006)
Fair Exchange is not necessarily money; it can be experiences, new networks, a shoulder to cry on, sharing great ideas or ultimately Cabernet and Toblerone.
I did delightfull work at a Bushveld resort. The creative manager pays me with long weekends! All win.
Some years ago my dear wife went through great effort to help an estate agent to sell a house. The commission was considerable, yet she received only a bottle of Johnny Walker. We do not even drink the stuff!
When we created personera.com, I was willing to foot the bill and write off for the experience of doing it. The ultimate selling for part of the shares was merely an added bonus.
Be clear, very clear what the exchange is. Money/hour is not ideal, dividing the pie later is.
Write an early memo of understanding. Not legally binding but clarify what we expect from each other.
There two extremes to be avoided:
1 The Louse: sticking onto and never let go. Zillions of emails and phone calls and coffee shop chats.
2 The Fader: They tend to misuse you and then bit by bit fade into thin air.
A good relationship, also in business, is to be there when needed. To know that less is actually more and to keep the principle of Fair Exchange alive and well.
NEXT STEPS
1 Keep on talking
2 Share fears and dreams
3 Educate on asset classes
4 Separate UK and RSA approaches
5 Proposals for each
6 Debate
7 Implement/walk away
If implementation:
A clear deployment plan with definite spin out points to build trust yet not to be stuck in an uncomfortable situation.
 
REFERENCES AND FURTHER READING

Aburdene, P. (2007) Megatrends 2010, Hampton Roads
Branson, R. (2006) Screw it let’s do it, Virgin Books.
De Bono, E. (1999) New thinking for the new Millenium, Penguin.
De , E. (1985) Tactics: The art and science of Success, Fontana.
Demartini, J. (2004) How to make a hell of a profit and still go to Heaven. Hay House.
Gladwell, M. (2000) The Tipping Point, Abacus.
Gladwell, M. (2009) Outliers, Abacus.
Hamel, G and Prahalad, CK. (1994) Competing for the Future, Harvard Business School
Friedman, T.L. (2006) The World is Flat, Penguin.
McLeod, F and Thompson, R (2002) Non-stop creativity and Innovation, McGraw Hill.
Naisbitt, J. (2006) Mindset, Collins.
Ollinger, H (2004) Master’s thesis University of Pretoria, unpublished
Peters, T. (2003) Re-imagine!, DK.
Peters, T. (2005) Trends, DK.
Schwartz, P. (2005) The art of the Long View, Wiley.
Sunter C, (2001) What it takes to be World Class, Human & Rousseau.
Sunter C, (2000) Games foxes Play, Human & Rousseau.
Sunter C, (2005) Socrates and the Fox, Human & Rousseau.

Marching on the edge of the parade


© VDS Brink
These only things only happen in small towns on the edge of the desert. Typically on a Saturday evening, 25 minutes before midnight just after the bars close. This was not different. In the only dilapidated bar in town were only people. A sleepy barman, old Fred and his lifelong friend, Jack …. Jack Daniels…
Fred is no youngster anymore and his age is clearly shown on the biceps with, now faded over the past 40 years, in blue green 87pt Times Roman, Italics and bold: ELVIS.
The barman finally convinced our friend Fred to leave. Fred with Jack in his left hand unwillingly steps on the pavement of the poorly lit town square where weeds grew ankle deep.
Then it happened…right their in front of his very eyes..a real Flying Saucer,  a UFO, an Unidentified Flying Object slowly and soundlessly descended to make a perfect landing on the town square.
Fred was petrified. Everything in his muddled mind screamed at him to run for safety, but he stood anchored like a pillar.
Slowly, very slowly, a huge trap door opened silently with an eerily light shining from deep inside.
It appeared; Some creature, emerald green and stark naked slithered down the ramp. Well for those that do not know, Mars is one of only four places in the universe still using the imperial system. In the good company of the US of A, Burma and Liberia this green slimy character measures at 4 feet and 7 inches weighing in at 42 pounds and 6 ounces.
It slid up to the fearsome Fred, looked him straight in his Whiskey befuddled eyes and said in a metallic voice “..Take me to your Leader !”
Some days I feel like this green monster from Mars, lost bewildered and screaming for leadership.
We live in difficult times yet lessons are always to be found in history. When George Orwell published “Animal Farm” and gave us the wonderful words “We are all equal out here, yet some are more equal than others..” and his brilliant book, “1984”, Winston Smith fell in love with Julia. As everybody was watched by Big Brother, Winston was arrested and convicted for committing Thought Crime. His freedom is finally stripped when he accepts the axiom that 2+2 =5.
We know now that everything is true from Orwell’s book, the only mistake was the title as Google and Facebook were not invented yet in ’84. Perhaps his title should have been “2009” ?
Big Brother appears in many disguises, mostly innocent. He shapes our lives through ever mounting rules, regulations and compliances. We have a new company law, a new King report, our education is regulated by SAQA. Ombudsmen are found for about everything with regulatory bodies peeping over our shoulders. Loan sharks eyeing the few things we still things we possess and masquerades as Authorized Financial Services Providers! Political correctness is everywhere yet doing little to move our creativity into the sky.
Zillions of trees are chopped to produce umpteen reams of paper neatly filled with double spaced rhetoric on how it will work from now on.
What does it all mean for creativity? As long back as 1926 James McKinsey stupidly stated “Everything that can be measured and what can be measured can be managed”. Ignoring the human spirit do to new things and to shape a new world. Business and our success are above all about emotion, passion, greed, fear, ambition, determination and courage. Creativity is none different.
South Africa is a country of poets, painters, song writers, giraffe wood carvers, rhinoceros molding iron mongers, basket weavers and home made preservative cookers. A country filled with creative people finding happiness by crafting in the middle of the night.
If some of it could just find its way back to the workplace where we need it.
Perhaps some of the answers lie to think like a soldier in a regiment marching in a parade. Marching outside or against the parade will only harm the proceedings and make the Sergeant Major angry.
The Sergeant Majors are watching our every move, every step we take. Yet do not despair, he can be beaten. Let us become criminals and commit Thought Crime everyday of our lives. Keep on believing that 2+2 actually still  = 4 !
We can be inside the parade, yet always on the edge of it, we will then make a difference in how organizations think and do and keep on changing this world for the better.

VDS Brink was bruised many times outside the parades
 and wasted valuable time being in the middle of it. Insight for this article was found from
George Orwell’s work, J Geldenhuys’s “South Africa is Fantastik” and John Naisbitt’s “Mindset”. 
Fred and the Martian a figment of his imagination.
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