Thursday, March 05, 2009

What My Education is Doing to Me

In a lecture on the role of the Christian College and University, Dr Mike Beaty gets autobiographical:

Sometime during that first semester at Ouachita, I ambled out of Dr. Berryman’s class, engaging him in a conversation about some topic he had raised in class, but also anxious to get to my dorm to get ready for a flag football game that afternoon.

Saying he wanted to chat with me about something important, at his suggestion, we left the Berry Bible building, and meandered toward a huge magnolia tree standing near Riley Library and took our seat on the concrete bench under it. At one pause in the conversation, Dr B, as I fondly called him, asked, “What are you going to major in, Beaty?” I answered, “Dr B, I don’t know. I really don’t know what I want to do after college yet, though I know I should.” He pooh-poohed the notion that I needed to have a career plan firmly in mind, suggesting that college was more than preparation for a career. No one had ever suggested that to me.

He said something like, “You obviously like philosophy. Why not major in it?” I responded, “Dr B, what would I do with it?” And he said, Mike, at this point, it is not important what you will do with it; what is important is what it is doing to you.”

I turned that thought over in my mind a few times and found I liked it a lot. Soon after, I declared my intention to major in philosophy with no idea that this decision would lead, in time, to my discovering my vocation as a Christian philosopher and educator.

Source: Mike Beaty, ‘In Praise of Baptist Colleges and Universities’, Hester Lecture #1, given at the meeting of the International Association of Baptist Colleges and Universities, 2008.

Dr Geoff Pound

Image: Dr Mike Beaty, Professor and Chair of the Department of Philosophy, Baylor University.

Tuesday, March 03, 2009

Peace is Something You Make with Your Enemies

On September 13, 1993, the Declaration of Principles was signed by President Clinton, Yasir Arafat, and Yitzak [Rabin] on the White House lawn. The declaration stated the end of the “confrontation and conflict” between the state of Israel and the Palestinian people and laid the framework to achieve genuine reconciliation and a “comprehensive peace settlement” by setting forth the step-by-step process by which the Palestinians would be granted autonomy.

After the actual signatures were in place, Yitzak said to President Clinton and Yasir Arafat that this was a very important moment in their lives. “This is a truly important moment,” Yasir responded with emphasis. Then he turned to President Clinton and said, “Mr. President, it is now your role to support this peace process, and it will be up to you to make it work.”

Did Yitzak intend to shake Yasir Arafat’s hand? Surely, he had mixed feelings—after all, this was the leader of an organization that had, over the years, taken the lives of countless Israeli civilians and soldiers. But peace is something you make with your enemies, not with your friends. And making peace means moving past bloodshed, beyond anguished memories. The look of discomfort on Yitzak’s face was unmistakable; he looked as if he’d swallowed something large and painful. He was shaking the hand of a man he said he would never dignify with direct contact. He was breaking a vow. How could he forget the victims of terror, even at this historic moment? Had it not been before the eyes of the world, he might not have felt so deeply conflicted. I imagine he was thinking, The whole world has heard me say never, and now I am…

After the handshakes, Yitzak addressed the crowd on the lawn, his people, the Palestinian people, and the television cameras of the worlds:

Today here in Washington at the White House, we will begin a new reckoning in the relations between peoples, between parents tired of war, between children who will not know war…

We have no desire for revenge. We harbor no hatred toward you. We, like you, are people—people who want to build a home, to plant a tree, to love, to live side by side with you in dignity, in affinity, as human beings, as free men. We are today giving peace a chance and saying again to you, ‘Enough…’

Let us pray that a day will come when we all will say farewell to arms.

At the conclusion of the ceremony, Yasir Arafat and Yitzak went down the first row of attendees, shaking hands with everyone. I was sitting in the center of the row. I turned left and shook the hands of the people on my left and then turned to the row behind me. I shook the hand of the Palestinian spokeswoman Hanan Ashrawi, who had played an important role in keeping the Palestinian-Israeli dialogue alive in 1991-1992—her joy was palpable.

At the end of the day, Yitzak was absolutely convinced he had done the right thing. Surely there were risks involved, but he realized they were risks we had to take. The signing had such a profound impact on the way Israel was perceived internationally, not even Yitzak could anticipate the dramatic extent to which this was to happen.

Leah Rabin, Rabin: Our Life, His Legacy (New York: G P Putnam’s Sons, 1997), 254-255.

Dr Geoff Pound

Image: “Did Yitzak intend to shake Yasir Arafat’s hand?”

Sunday, March 01, 2009

Albert Einstein Highlights the Need for Ongoing Education

Albert Einstein had just administered an examination to an advanced class of Physics students.

As he left the building, he was followed out by one of his teaching assistants.

"Excuse me, sir," said the shy assistant, not quite sure how to tell the great man about his blunder.

"Yes?" said Einstein.

"Um, eh, it's about the test you just handed out."

Einstein waited patiently.

"I'm not sure that you realize it, but this is the same test you gave out last year. In fact, it's identical."

Einstein paused to think for a moment, then said, "Hmm, yes, it is the same test."

The teaching assistant was now very agitated. "What should we do, sir?"

A slow smile spread over Einstein's face. "I don't think we need do anything. The answers have changed."

Source: Thanks to Roy Petitfils for putting this story my way.

Dr Geoff Pound

Image: Albert Einstein

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Thomas Friedman, Machiavelli and the Challenge of Change

In his book, Hot, Flat and Crowded, Tom Friedman writes about the challenge of shifting the American nation to a Clean Energy System.

To fully appreciate the hurdles and the challenges of change Friedman encourages his readers to reread their Machiavelli.

He says:

My favorite passage in The Prince goes like this:

“It ought to be remembered that there is nothing more difficult to take in hand, more perilous to conduct, or more uncertain in its success, than to take the lead in introducing a new order of things, because the innovator has for enemies all those who have done well under the old conditions, and lukewarm defenders in those who may do well under the new. This coolness arises partly from fear of the opponents—who have the laws on their side—and partly from the incredulity of men, who do not readily believe in new things until they have had a long experience of them.”

Source: Thomas L Friedman, Hot, Flat, and Crowded: Why the World Needs a Green Revolution—and How We Can Renew Our Global Future (London: Allen Lane, Penguin, 2008), 264.

A review of Hot, Flat, and Crowded is posted at Reviewing Books and Movies.

Dr Geoff Pound

Image: Thomas Friedman.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

The Unalterable Commitment to the Momentum of Everyday Life

In a book about her husband’s life and legacy, Leah Rabin, writes about her commitment to do normal, everyday things on the first day of what became known as the Six Day War in 1967:

“I can remember the wailing of the sirens at eight o’clock on the morning of Monday, June 5, 1967. The children had gone to school as on any other morning—just as all the other children did. That morning Yitzhak was on the tarmac, giving our pilots encouragement before they soared off for their mission in Egypt…”

“Three hours after he left the house that day, he telephoned me to report, ‘So far so good…’ I bought vegetables from Naji the greengrocer and cooked lunch for Yuval and Dalia just as I would have on any other day. I have termed moments like these as my unalterable commitment to the momentum of everyday life.”

Leah Rabin, Rabin: Our Life, His Legacy (New York: G P Putnam’s Sons, 1997), 109-110.

Dr Geoff Pound

Image: Leah Rabin.

Rabbi Sidney Brichto’s Unexpected Day Trip to Florence

My wife and I were enjoying a dinner with friends at an Italian restaurant. Our host was called to the phone. On his return, he announced that due to a cancellation he had a spare seat on a private jet which had been hired to take him and his team from London to Florence to order fabrics. They would be leaving at eight the next morning and returning the same night. My wife hesitated, but I jumped at the opportunity to see some of the greatest art in the world for the first time.

It was a sunny day, and after we landed I made my way to the city by taxi, spending the morning walking over the cobbles by the Ponte Vecchio, seeing statues by the unbelievably powerful Michelangelo, gasping at the glories of the Uffizi Gallery and enjoying lunch in a simple restaurant. Next I walked to the Duomo, but as I entered that great cathedral I was overwhelmed with emotion. Normally I visit churches as a tourist. This time, I sat in one of the side chapels and looked in amazement at the crucifixes, images and sacred stories depicted in stained-glass windows, watching petitioners lighting candles which, clustered in their hundreds, glowed eerily in the darkened cathedral. People kneeled in prayer to the sound of Gregorian chanting.

All I could think of at this moment was my sudden overwhelming awareness of human suffering, and it occurred to me that no synagogue, no matter how ancient, could convey such a sense of the tragedy of existence. I imagined the millions who in the course of history had poured out their hearts to the images of Jesus and Mary, pleading for salvation from their grief, and for a sign that they were forgiven. I could barely believe the tears that were running down my cheeks, and knelt inwardly at the altar of human suffering and of the evil that caused it. I asked myself how people could be evil to others, or could kill people with faces as human as their own.

Perhaps the Christians are right, I felt, and humanity’s sinfulness is so great that it is irredeemable except by miraculous intervention and divine transformation. Could the laws of Judaism ever hope to change the human heart, or are they only palliative, keeping evil in check ? Is it like a police force, detecting only a small percentage of the crimes committed ?

The paradox struck me. Here I was, one of a people for whom suffering is not merely a matter of individual fate but also a consequence of being Jewish : for over centuries, this accident of birth has been an invitation for persecution, humiliation and even death. Yet Judaism has no prominent symbols of suffering or sinfulness. Christians however have eloquent images for the feeling that life is a vale of tears from which the only refuge is faith : they have a God, a Mother of God and even saints to understand and share their suffering.

I tell you this to show that there are aspects of Christian faith which can touch Jews, just as there are aspects of Jewish faith which can touch Christians. The faces of the Jewish and Christian Gods may be different, but their hearts are the same. The heart of God with which we all seek to commune wants a happier world which all of us can enjoy.

Source: Sidney Brichto’s “Funny, you don’t look Jewish” Pilkington Press (1994)

Thanks to Barrie Hibbert for passing this story my way.

Dr Geoff Pound

Image: “I walked to the Duomo, but as I entered that great cathedral I was overwhelmed with emotion.”

Monday, February 09, 2009

Mohammed Ali Flying High is Brought Down to Earth

Years ago when Mohammed Ali was in his prime, he was about to take off on an airplane flight.
Following standard procedure, the steward asked all passengers to fasten their safety belts.

Noticing that he hadn’t fastened his, the steward gently reminded him to buckle up.

In his usual brash style, Ali retorted, “Superman don’t need no seat belt!”

Quickly but gently the steward reminded him, “Superman don’t need no airplane either.”

Ali reportedly fastened his belt.

Source: Alan C Thompson, ‘2 Corinthians 4: 6-9’, Review and Expositor, 94 (1997), 456.

Dr Geoff Pound


Image: Ali.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Aravind Adiga on Getting a Real Education

The narrator (called the White Tiger) concludes his book in this way:

“Now despite my amazing success story, I don’t want to lose contact with the places where I got my real education in life. The road and the pavement. I walk along Bangalore in the evenings, or in the mornings, just to listen to the road.”

Source: Aravind Adiga, The White Tiger (London: Atlantic Books, 2008), 302.

A review of this superb book is posted at Reviewing Books and Movies.

Dr Geoff Pound

Image: Vendor on a street in Bangalore.

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Smashing Down the Garage Doors

Roy Petitfils, an author, speaker and counselor in the USA, passed on this story:

Detroit, a living monument to cars, this summer celebrates the centennial of the automobile industry.

It was during the early morning hours of June 4, 1896, that Henry Ford completed his first car, only to discover that it was too big to fit through the doors of the garage where he had assembled it.

The garage owner, from whom Ford was renting, went and grabbed a sledgehammer, came back and smashed at the garage's brick walls until he had an opening wide enough to drive his crude vehicle out onto Detroit's cobblestone streets.

Roy, in his work with youth workers and teachers, makes this application:

Inside young people there often lies a spark that could change the world.

Our job is to demolish the "garage" walls enabling them to share their gifts with the world.

Source: Robyn Meredith, What’s Doing in Detroit, New York Times, 26 May 1996.

Thanks to Roy for passing on this story.

Dr Geoff Pound

Image: Glad someone smashed the garage doors that allowed this 1930 Model A to get out on the road.

Monday, January 12, 2009

Martin Luther King, Jnr an Embodiment of Effective Leadership

Martin Luther King, Jnr. said that people usually need to see a conviction in order to understand and follow, when he stated:

“People are often led to causes and often become committed to great ideas through persons who personify those ideas. They have to find embodiment of the idea in flesh and blood in order to commit themselves.” (Feb. 13, 1961).

This quote appears in Martin Luther King, Jr. On Leadership by Donald T Phillips, which is reviewed at Reviewing Books and Movies.

Dr Geoff Pound

Image: Front cover of Martin Luther King, Jnr. on Leadership.

Sunday, January 11, 2009

Work, Faith and The Big Kahuna

The movie The Big Kahuna touches on questions about faith, work and integrity.

Based on a play called The Hospitality Suite, written by Roger Rueff, The Big Kahuna is the story of three industrial lubricant salesmen as they try to land a big sale at a business convention. Two of the men are veterans—the nearly divorced and rather disheartened Phil (played by Danny De Vito) and the hyperactive, fast talking and smooth Larry (Kevin Spacey). The third salesman is a fresh-faced young man named Bob (Peter Facinelli), who has been teamed up with the old pros so that he can learn the trade.

The entire movie is set in a hotel hospitality suite, which the men have hired in order to entertain potential customers. But there is only one sale they are really after—the account of Mr Fuller who is the company President of the largest user of lubricants in the country—the man referred to by Larry as "the big kahuna". If they can snare his interest, and sign him up, then not only will their weekend efforts be worth it, but they'll be lauded by their bosses for landing "the big one". If not, they fear their jobs are on the line.

Two problems exist, however. One is whether or not he will attend. The second is—they have no idea what he looks like!

Industrial lubricant is clearly not a sexy product to sell. The vets know this and explain to Bob that really it's not lubricant they're selling--they're selling themselves.

Larry is crass. He’s also a cynic, and he constantly talks down to Bob. To his credit, Bob responds without becoming offended. However, as the conversation continues and Larry discovers Bob is "religious", he begins to bait him mercilessly. Bob struggles to relate to Larry and resorts to quoting Bible verses and making statements such as, "Maybe I just have different standards!"

Eventually, the party begins and the suite is alive with the sound of reps chatting over wine and nibbles.

Soon the function is over and the three salesmen are reflecting on the events of the night. Larry and Phil presume that the "big kahuna" did not turn up, but as Bob reflects on a lengthy conversation he had with one guest he realizes that this man was, in fact, the very Mr Fuller that Larry and Phil were looking for. Mr Fuller even left his business card with Bob.

Larry is excited. He quizzes Bob over what they talked about. Bob initially replies that the guest gave him a life history on the various dogs he had owned. But when Larry probes him further, Bob innocently mentions that all the talk about dogs gave him a "lead-in" to the subject of his faith. When Larry accuses Bob of manipulating the conversation for his own ends, Bob defends his actions. "I just think it's important to tell people what you believe."

"Yeah," mutters Larry, "but is it the interests of the company or our faith that's important here?"

Interrogating Bob further, the others discover that Mr Fuller has invited him to a private party. Bob must go, say Phil and Larry, so he can reconnect with Fuller. And also so that he can pass on Larry’s and Phil's business cards—and ask Fuller to call and make an appointment. Bob agrees to all this, and heads off to the party.

Back at the hotel, Phil is in his own, introspective world—struggling with the aftermath of a marriage breakup, a late mid-life depression, and even thoughts of suicide. His past choices haunt him and he is filled with regret. Over dinner he attempts to engage his best mate Larry in some of the questions of life he has been thinking about. Larry is hardly the kind of friend to confide such feelings and thoughts to. His shallow cynicism conceals a man who’s afraid to think too much about life, fearful of what he might find. Phil wants to talk, but Larry refuses to look beneath the surface. Phil even confides, "I've been thinking about God." He asks his mate, “What do you believe in, Larry?”
“I believe what I believe.”
"Which is what?
"How the hell should I know!"

Finally Phil confesses, "I always had this haunting feeling that I had some kind of mission on earth." However, when Larry inquires, "What kind of mission?" Phil can only admit, "I have no idea." He really is a searching but lost soul.

In due course Bob returns from his reconnoitre with Mr Fuller. It has been several hours, and Larry is eager to find out what has happened. When he asks how the conversation went, Bob replies, "Oh, we just talked."

"What did you talk about:"'
"We talked about Christ - about Jesus"

Larry snorts, "Did you ask about what kind of industrial lubricants Jesus would have endorsed? What did you say to him, Bob?"
"We just discussed things."
"So the subject of lubricants didn't came up?"
"Well, the nature of the conversation steered itself away from that." At this point Larry loses his cool and challenges Bob. "Who raised the subject of Jesus?"
"I did."
“Why?”
"Because it's very important to me that people, hear about Jesus.”
"Understanding that it was very important to us being here to talk with Mr Fuller about industrial lubricants, why did you choose to talk about Jesus instead?"
"Because I think it's more important." Bob stops and thinks through what he has just said. He tries to justify himself. "I didn't mention lubricants because I didn't want him to think that I -.-as using the subject of religion to cosy up to him. I didn't want him to think I was insincere.'
"But you were insincere."'

Bob tries to explain what he believes. "I don't see how we can have a conversation without talking about God."

Larry counters, “At issue here is not your belief in God or your desire to spread that belief; but what we're here to do."
"Which is what'"
"Industrial lubricants, Bob! We're not here to save souls!"

The increasingly heated conversation quickly dissolves into a shouting match with Larry yelling at Bob, and Bob responding angrily with Bible verses and the Apostle Paul! Suddenly the verbal aggression turns into a physical fight. Phil has to try and pull the two protagonists apart.

Awkwardly Bob apologizes and Larry says goodnight.

Phil and Bob are left standing in the suite. As Bob prepares to leave, Phil tells him he has a few things he wants to say. Top of the list is defending his friend Larry. Larry is an honest man. Someone Phil can trust. "You too are an honest man, Bob. Deep down you want to be honest. But the question you have to ask is. ‘Has it (honesty) touched the whole of' your life?’.
Bob responds, "What do you mean?"
"I mean that you preaching Jesus is no different than Larry or anybody else selling lubricants. It doesn't matter whether you're selling Jesus or Buddha or civil rights or real estate. That doesn't make you a human being. It makes you a marketing rep. If you want to talk to someone honestly as a human being, find out what his dreams are. Ask him about his kids. Just to find out. Because as soon as you lay your hands on a conversation to steer it, it's no longer a conversation. It's a pitch. And you're not a human being. You're a marketing rep."

Larry and Phil are clearly individuals struggling with their own tragedies. But in many ways, from a Christian perspective, Bob is also a tragic character. Though his young, innocent life bears none of the deep disappointments, relationship meltdowns and depressing self-analysis that Larry and Phil have gone through, nevertheless Bob's narrow view and experience of life (and of faith) doesn't connect with his older colleagues. He tries genuinely to relate, but often ends up quoting a scripture which just "bounces off the wall", and causes him to be viewed as a naive and odd young man. Which he is.

His actions and words signal many questions—about integrity, about what it means to bear witness, and about the tensions inherent in serving both God and an employer.

Perhaps most of all, his well-intentioned attempts to convert Mr Fuller reveal that he too, like the others, views himself as a salesman. He is trying to "sell" Jesus. That's a problem for him professionally—it raises the question of how he can do his job with integrity. But it's also a problem in his relationships. His narrow understanding of what being a witness is all about means he misses real opportunities to express genuine compassion and care for his colleagues.

Source: Alistair Mackenzie and Wayne Kirkland, Just Decisions: Christian Ethics Go to Work (Christchurch, NZ: NavPress, NZ, 2008), 153-157.

Dr Geoff Pound

Image: DVD Cover of The Big Kahuna.

Thursday, January 08, 2009

Mark Twain on the Benefits of Travel

“Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts.”

“Broad, wholesome, charitable views of people and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one's lifetime.”

Source: Abu Dhabi/UAE Daily Photo Blog, Home Page.

Dr Geoff Pound

Image: Mark Twain enjoying some benefits of international travel.

Wednesday, January 07, 2009

Valerie Jarrett and the Gift of Diplomacy

Valerie Jarrett is one of Barack Obama’s closest advisors and longtime friends. By Obama’s side during the rough and tumble campaign, she is apparently lathered with diplomatic skills. She became known for fencing off his critics and adversaries.

Vernon Jordan said that Jarrett developed “the art of telling people to go to hell and making them look forward to the trip.”

Source: Walter B. Shurden’s Preaching Journal, Vol. 2, Number 9, January 6, 2009.

Dr Geoff Pound

Image: Valerie Jarrett.

Thursday, January 01, 2009

New Year Stories

I have gone through the archives of Stories for Speakers and Writers and picked out any stories that I think could be useful for reflection or for speaking about the New Year.

Remembering the Future
Tiger Woods on the Joy of Shaping Lives
Give Me Another Chance
Present Moments
Don’t Let the Past Imprison you in the Present
Eternity at Midnight
The Power that Brings Hope
Facing our Wolves
Four-Legged Guide
Open to Wonder
This is a Better World
Knowing where you are going
The Adventurer Spirit
Starting Over
Why Not the Best?
Life is Gift
All-Encompassing Gratitude
Protesting Against Boredom
Dig Yourself Some Memory Holes
Engaging Life Fully
Forgetting the Point
The Answer is in our Hands
If I Had My Life Over Again
The Most Memorable Graduation Speech
Pace of Life
Never ending Story
Asking Questions
I Want Real Human Moments
Getting Use to Being Alive
Teaching People How to Live
The River Has its Bend
Blessing Your Coming and Your Going
Imagining Peace Together
From Bethlehem to Bedlam
Dreaming and Living
Everybody Can Be Great
Part of the Problem or Part of the Solution
Changes We’ve Survived
I Shall be Ready
Hearing the Story for the First Time
Where are you Looking?
Cricket for Eternity
Turning Frustrations into Fortunes
The Business of Being Human
Larry King on the Future
Rose Gilbert: ‘You Either Live Living or You Live Dying’
How to Kick the ‘If Only’ Habit
How Big is Your Vision?
The BBC’s Formula for Happiness
Experiencing Afresh the Joys of Living
Dealing With Day-To-Day Living
Eluding Death the Business of Life
He Will Never Amount to Anything
Living in the Present?—Impossible!
Deciding Not to be Hostage to Hostility
Time Yawned
Sir Edmund Hillary on His Most Worthwhile Things in Life
Groucho Marx on the Subject of Age
Andre Agassi: What’s Better than Tennis
Time Like a Piano Accordion
Why Whiling Away Your Life is So Important
Do You Really Love Your Job?
Make it a Good New Year by Living in the Present

A happy new year to you all!

Dr Geoff Pound

Image: Happy New Year!

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Christmas in All the Human Moments

Author Patricia Livingston reflects on a Christmas play:

The Christmas Eve Service was supposed to start at 7.30pm and it was now 7.40pm and there was still no sign of the entrance procession. People were restless, the church was packed, the children were wound up with Christmas Eve excitement. A baby was crying hard, with the kind of build up and crescendo that usually makes parents bolt for the car park.

Near the front, an elderly woman in a red velvet dress said loudly, “That sounds to me like a very small child. Why on earth would they bring it out at night? ”

Suddenly the crying stopped, and the music began. Children costumed as shepherds, angels, wise men, Mary and Joseph led the entrance procession. Mary cradled a real baby, his face scarlet from the exertion of all that crying, a bottle stuck in his mouth. “Why, all that crying was Jesus! ” the woman in the red dress said loudly.

Before putting him in the manger, Mary lifted him to her shoulder and he let out a loud burp. Everyone burst out laughing. This was Jesus, crying and needing to be burped, experiencing first hand what life is like for us.

Jesus is the ultimate word of God saying, “I am with you. I am with you. I am with you.” Not just in ideal times, but in all the human moments.

“and his name shall be called Emmanuel, which means God with us.” (Matt. 1:21)

Source: Patricia Livingston, Daybreaks: Daily Reflections for Advent and Christmas, Liguori Publications. Thanks to Barrie Hibbert for the recommendation.

Dr Geoff Pound

Image: “Before putting him in the manger, Mary lifted him to her shoulder and he let out a loud burp.”

Saturday, December 20, 2008

Francis Ford Coppola on Looking into the Ashes of Adversity

Richard A Smith shares this story after spending a memorable evening with legendary filmmaker, Francis Ford Coppola:

Francis Ford Coppola started his career making low budget films, and his first notable project, Dimentia 13, gained him some regional notoriety. With his star rising, he began raising money and investing personally in his own films. But this turned out to be a losing strategy when a subsequent film, Finean's Rainbow (a broadway musical adaptation) flopped, leaving Coppola deeply in debt. By the time Coppola came to Hollywood to interview for the director role of The Godfather, he believed that he would soon be forced to file for personal bankruptcy.

His interview was a success (and a welcome distraction from his other issues), and Paramount Pictures offered him the job. But his shaggy haired, "hippie" appearance did not win him many friends within the company, and he quickly came to blows with studio executives over his casting choices (Coppola fought hard to cast Marlon Brando in the lead role, but some studio executives much preferred Danny Thomas in the role of a "family man").

As the film went into production, Coppola struggled with the eccentric personalities of his cast (Brando would often insist that his fellow actors wear his lines printed and taped to their foreheads!), and his disagreements with the studio escalated. A group of high ranking Paramount executives grew determined to have him removed.

"Studios typically will only fire directors on a Friday or Saturday." Coppola told me. "This way, they can quickly clean up the mess, bring in the new director, and resume production on Monday. Someone had tipped me off that at the end of the week, the studio planned to fire me. So there I was, on the verge of personal bankruptcy, and certain I was about to be very publicly canned from a high profile job."

"I really didn't know what to do. So that Wednesday, I fired almost my entire staff. I figured, this way they CAN'T fire me - I am the only one left who knows what's going on!"

His strategy worked, but he feared his refuge would be short-lived. Coppola rushed to complete the entire project in under 65 days, with Paramount' executives on his tail the entire way.

"Looking back, at first I wondered how we were even able to finish the film. But now I know that it was the chaotic environment that contributed to the success of the project. We could have never achieved something so great without all that adversity in the mix."

"And so goes life", Coppola explained to me. "People spend so much of their time trying to avoid adversity. They fret and worry over it until it consumes them. I see adversity as part of life, and know that some of the greatest ideas, inspirations and life changing events occur in adverse environments. I look for adversity in my work, and in an odd way, sometimes even cherish it."

Francis Ford Coppola put it succinctly when he said, “The seeds of great success are often right in front of you, hidden in the ashes of adversity.”

Source and More:

Richard A Smith, Francis Ford Coppola Unplugged: Finding Gifts in Adversity, The Huffington Post, 19 December 2008.

Dr Geoff Pound

Image: “But his shaggy haired, 'hippie' appearance did not win him many friends within the company…”

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Picture Story about Advent by Dietrich Bonhoeffer

A prison cell, in which one waits, hopes … and is completely dependent on the fact that the door of freedom has to be opened from the outside, is not a bad picture of Advent.

Source: Dietrich Bonhoeffer via God’s Politics, 15 December 2008.

Dr Geoff Pound

Image: Dietrich Bonhoeffer’s cell at Tegel Prison.

Saturday, November 29, 2008

The Mumbai Story of Terror

Late Wednesday night, Mumbai, India found itself the target of a ferocious terrorist attack, and the situation remains unresolved even now, three days later.

Boston.Com has posted an amazing and graphic series of photos on its most recent edition of The Big Picture.

Mumbai Under Attack, The Big Picture, 28 November 2008.

Dr Geoff Pound

Image: One of the 35 pictures in the Big Picture Gallery.

Thursday, November 27, 2008

On Believing in People

This is one of the many stories told by the master storyteller, F W Boreham, that are posted on The Official F W Boreham Blog Site:

The novelist Laurence Sterne was a member of an extraordinary family. They were incessantly on the move. They seem to have gone into a place; stayed there until a child had been born and a child buried; and then jogged on again.

He would be a bold historian who would declare, with any approach to dogmatism, how many babies were born and buried in the course of these nomadic gipsyings. They seem to have lived for a year or so in all sorts of towns and villages, and, with pitiful monotony, we read of their regret at having to leave such-and-such a child sleeping in the churchyard. ‘My father's children,’ as Sterne himself observes, ‘were not made to last long.’ Lawrence himself, however, was one of the lucky ones.

At the age of ten, having survived the jaunts and jolts to which the wanderings of the family exposed him, he was ‘fixed’ in a school at Halifax, and was profoundly impressed by the conviction of his Yorkshire schoolmaster that he was destined to become a distinguished man.

… On one occasion the ceiling of the school room was being white-washed. The ladder was left against the wall. ‘One unlucky day,’ says Sterne, ‘I mounted that ladder, seized the brush, and wrote my name in large capital letters high up on the wall. For this offence the usher thrashed me severely. But the master was angry with him for doing so, and declared that the name on the wall should never be erased. For, he added, I was a boy of genius, and would one day become famous, and he should then look with pride on the letters on the schoolroom wall. These words made me forget the cruel blows that I had just received.’

The words did more. They implanted a glorious hope in the boy's breast: they inspired efforts that he would never otherwise have made: they account, in large measure, for his phenomenal success.

If the schoolmaster who welcomed the awkward little ten-year-old in 1723 lived, by any chance, until 1760, he must have felt that his handful of hopeseed had produced a most bounteous harvest. For, in 1760, Tristram Shandy took the country by storm. It was chaotic: it was incoherent: it was an audacious defiance of all the conventions: but it was irresistible. Its originality, its grotesque oddity, its rippling whimsicality set everybody chuckling.

Immediately after its publication, Sterne went up to London. He was the lion of the hour. His lodgings in Pall Mall were besieged from morning to night. ‘My rooms,’ he writes, ‘are filling every hour with great people of the first rank who vie with each other in heaping honors upon me.’ Never before had a literary venture elicited such homage. And when, a few months later, he crossed the Channel, a similar banquet of adulation awaited him in France.

F W Boreham, The Three Half-Moons (London: The Epworth Press, 1929), 89-91.

Dr Geoff Pound

Image: ‘I mounted that ladder, seized the brush, and wrote my name in large capital letters high up on the wall.’

Every Place Should Have a Recombobulation Area

Recombobulation Area
After travelers go through the security scanners at Milwaukee’s Mitchell International Airport they are greeted with a sign (pictured) inviting them to use their Recombobulation Area.

It is nothing special—only a patch of carpet with a few chairs—but it is the thought that counts.

Meaning
Why does my word processor put a squiggley red line underneath the word ‘recombobulation? Mainly, because it is not a word, or not yet.

Recombobulation is about restoring all that occurs when we suffer from discombobulation which this word processor also doesn’t recognize.

Discombobulation is defined in more authoritative dictionaries as:
Becoming upset, confused, bewildered, an embarrassing feeling that leaves a person confused, frustrated.

Discombobulation
In short, discombobulation is the feeling we often experience when we go through airport scanners after taking off our belt, shoes and other garments and are then frisked, prodded and poked. You know the feeling? That’s discombobulation.

Recombobulation is a Gift
So what a gift to be able to take your shoes and belt and other personal items and sit down and be recombobulated.

What a wonderful gift at the Milwaukee airport!
What an apt word to describe the putting together that one needs at airports, shopping malls and after negotiating busy roads.

Create Recombobulation Areas
Recombobulation Areas. Why restrict these only to airports? Create a recombobulation area at your work, at your shop, in your place of worship, at your school and in your home.

Make Recombobulation Times
Take the recombobulation idea further and create some recombobulation time in the midst of your busy day, as a preventative measure against discombobulation or especially after you have been chronically discombobulated.

Source: Airport Draws Smiles with ‘Recombobulation Area’, JS Online, 9 July 2008.

Dr Geoff Pound

Image: “What a wonderful gift from Milwaukee airport!”

P.S. I am in need of some recombobulation time after writing recombobulation and discombobulation umpteen times!

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Barack Obama and the Empathetic Person

In writing about the need to walk in another person’s shoes, Barack Obama makes this statement:

I am obligated to try to see the world through George Bush’s eyes, no matter how much I may disagree with him.

That’s what empathy does—it calls us all to task, the conservative and the liberal, the powerful and the powerless, the oppressed and the oppressor.

We are all shaken out of our complacency.

We are all forced beyond our limited vision.

No one is exempt from the call to find common ground.

Source: Barack Obama, The Audacity of Hope: Thoughts on Reclaiming the American Dream (Edinburgh, London, New York, Melbourne: Canongate, 2007), 68.

A review of this book is published at Reviewing Books and Movies.

Dr Geoff Pound

Image: “I am obligated to try to see the world through George Bush’s eyes, no matter how much I may disagree with him.”

Thanksgiving Generosity When Vegetables Are Free

New York Times reports (23 November 2008):

A farm couple received a big surprise when they opened their fields to anyone who wanted to take away vegetables left over from the harvest: 40,000 people showed up.

The fields of the couple, Joe and Chris Miller, were picked so clean Saturday that a second day of harvesting was canceled Sunday, The Denver Post reported.

“Overwhelmed is putting it mildly,” Ms. Miller said. “People obviously need food.”

She said she expected 5,000 to 10,000 people to show up Saturday to collect potatoes, carrots and leeks. Instead, an estimated 11,000 vehicles snaked around cornfields and backed up more than two miles. About 30 acres of the 600-acre farm, 37 miles north of Denver, became a parking lot.

“Everybody is so depressed about the economy,” said Sandra Justice of Greeley, Colo., who works at a technology company. “This was a pure party. Everybody having a great time getting something for free.”

Ms. Justice and her mother and son picked about 10 bags of vegetables.

Ms. Miller said she and her husband opened the farm for the public harvest for the first time this year after hearing reports of food being stolen from churches. It was meant as a thank-you for customers.

The farm’s operations manager, Dave Patterson, said that in previous years the Millers had allowed schoolchildren and some church groups to harvest their own food on the farm in the fall.

He estimated that about 600,000 pounds of produce was harvested Saturday.

Philosophy of Abundance
Now read Harry Cook’s Thanksgiving essay inspired by the above story that begins:

“Having just finished an article about yet another prospective multi-billion dollar federal bailout -- this time of Citibank -- I turned the page of my New York Times and noticed tucked away near the bottom of a column this headline: "Farm's Open Harvest Draws 40,000 in Colorado."

My spoonful of Shredded Wheat was held, poised between bowl and lip, as with amazement I scanned the story's nine terse paragraphs…

To continue, here is the link.

Thanksgiving Stories
More Thanksgiving stories are at this link.

Dr Geoff Pound

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Norman Vincent Peale Tells of Building Others Up

Norman Vincent Peale (1898-1993) for more than 50 years was known as the Apostle of Positive Thinking. His books have sold into the millions. He was an incredible human being himself. He was full of life and enthusiastic.

Reading his life, it appears that when he was young he was not like that. He was diffident, shy and doubtful. He tells a significant story about one of the things that helped him grow out of that.

The night before his graduation at Ohio University there was a banquet at one of the fraternity houses. The guest of honor was the President of the university, Dr John Hoffman, a very great educationalist. When the banquet was finished, he said to Peale, “Norman, come walk with me home”, which was not far away.

On a beautiful June night, these two walked along, the famous educationalist and this young, very diffident, rather nervous university student. They talked about all kinds of things until they got to Hoffman’s home then, Peale said, “Hoffman turned around and put his hand on his shoulder and said, ‘Norman, I have got a great admiration for you young man. I think you have got great possibilities. I am sure we are all going to be proud of you. Goodnight.’”

He disappeared into his room and one very young, self-doubting student was left with his heart in his throat. A great man believed in him and that can be a marvelous therapy for people who are unsure of themselves.

Peale wrote this, “I have never forgotten that night, all these long years. Hoffman was the kind of person who built people up, not just me but all his students. There must be thousands of us who revere his memory.”

Source: Scott McPheat in an address, “How can we be more likeable people?” NZ circa 1985.

Dr Geoff Pound

Image: Norman Vincent Peale.

Monday, November 24, 2008

Alistair Cooke on Doing Your Best When You Don’t Feel Like It

There were many times when Alistair Cooke did not feel like writing one of his almost 3,000 Letters from America over his marathon 58 years of reporting on life in the USA.

Like in the week when JFK was assassinated or after Bobby Kennedy was shot and Cooke was particularly shattered because he was close to the area when it happened.

Several times Alistair Cooke would say in his BBC broadcast that he was speaking to them in a state of shock.

Cooke believed he was a professional and according to him “a professional is someone who can do his best work when he doesn’t feel like it!”

Source: Alistair Cooke, Reporting America: The Life of the Nation 1946-2004 (London: Allen Lane, Penguin, 2008).

This book is reviewed at Reviewing Books and Movies.

More from Cooke:
I am a Reporter not a Prophet says Alistair Cooke, Stories for Speakers.

Dr Geoff Pound

Image: Alistair Cooke.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Thomas Merton’s Laughable Idea on the Streets of Louisville

This sign (pictured) stands at ‘the corner of Forth and Walnut Streets in Louisville’ as a reminder of the insight that Thomas Merton had on 18 March 1958 about waking up from the dream of human separateness.

He shared this experience in a letter to Boris Pasternak the next day and later wrote about it in one of his books:

I Loved All These People
“In Louisville, at the corner of Fourth and Walnut, in the center of the shopping district, I was suddenly overwhelmed by the realization that I loved all those people, that they were mine and I theirs, that we could not be alien to one another even though we were total strangers. It was like waking from a dream of separateness, of spurious self-isolation in a special world, the world of renunciation and supposed holiness. The whole illusion of a separate existence is a dream… This sense of liberation from an illusory difference was such a relief and such a joy to me that I almost laughed out loud….”

God Became a Member of the Human Race!
“It is a glorious destiny to be a member of the human race, though it is a race dedicated to many absurdities and one which makes many terrible mistakes: yet, with all that, God glorified in becoming a member of the human race. A member of the human race! To think that such a commonplace realization should suddenly seem like news that one holds the winning ticket in a cosmic sweepstake….”

There are No Strangers
“There is no way of telling people that they are all walking around shining like the sun…There are no strangers!...If only we could see each other [as we really are] all the time. There would be no more war, no more hatred, no more cruelty, no more greed…I suppose the big problem would be that we would fall down and worship each other…the gate of heaven is everywhere.”

Source: Thomas Merton, Conjectures of a Guilty Bystander (New York: Doubleday & Co., 1966), 140-142.

More on Merton:
Thomas Merton on the Real Journey of Life, SFS.
Thomas Merton Identified, SFS.
Thomas Merton on What We Seek, SFS.
Becoming More Ourselves, SFS.
How I Got to be a Success, SFS.
Holy Earthiness, SFS.
Who Am I? SFE.

Dr Geoff Pound