Tuesday, 15 May 2012

Deja Vu, Insanity and Caddyshack



It seems that we are in something of a Groundhog Day situation. Once again we are watching a major loss of confidence in the world economy as a result of a major "unexpected" (?) banking loss (ie 2bn - and possibly more - at JPMorgan) and all the renewed speculation of Greece (and maybe other countries) falling out of the Euro as a result of the recent elections, failure to uphold previously agreed arrangements and an impending default.

There seems to be considerable resentment within Greece that their politicians are putting personal interests against the national interest. We can see elements of unrest in France and Germany too..

This all seems to be a recurring situation that has happened in similar shape a number of times over the last few years.

Depending who you listen to or what you read there is a definition of insanity as depicted above. Some say it is Chinese, others attribute it to Einstein. Either way is a certainly worth heeding. Our politicians and regulators appear to be insane.

This is all despite increasing and almost strangling regulation on banks and detailed rules for Euro governments. These seem to ignore or at least ride rough shod over common sense and good judgement. The intent is good and there are those that believe that by regulating more and more one reduces risk, but sadly it doesn't work that way.

In another field, the Theory of Constraint, the foundation is that there is always a limiting factor on the efiiciency and effectiveness of any process and that when you recognise and remove (or at least mitigate) that constraint, another pops up somewhere else the system.

I believe that the same is true with risk; that the work to cap and control a risk that is seen as addressable creates a double, or triple whammy. It distracts resourceby focusing it on the specific areas and limiting the effort applied elsewhere, it means that a new key "risk" develops in a previously unrecognised place and while it creates a false sense of security - until the next time.

It reminds me a little of the arcade game, called something like Bash a Gopher. In the game a series of gopher (desert rodent) heads pop up from holes on the board and the player attempts to bash them down again with a large mallet. No matter how many or how fast you bash them down more pop up and indeed the better you get the faster and more plentiful the gophers become.

In truth it occurs to me that maybe this is more like Caddyshack. In the film Bill Murray plays a groundskeeper on a golf course, battling against a gopher. In the end his obsession in killing the gopher causes more damage to the golf course than the gopher was doing or likely to do.

Now I clearly don't have a magic wand to solve these problems or I wouldn;t be sitting here writing this, but I do believe that we need to look for new ways to address these issues. Just doing more of what we have done before is clearly not working.

If we don't then "the crisis" that will inevitably ensue will force a far less palatable change upon us and that will be painful for everyone! It is a question of act now or ache later.

Friday, 11 May 2012

A belated happy birthday




I have just realised that two days ago missed the second anniversary of this blog - happy birthday to me!!

It seems a good point to reflect on this blog and my experience with it. When I started I had no real expectations, but rather wanted to better understand first hand this practice called "blogging" and see if I could "do it".

This is now my 195th blog according to the stats of an average of around one every three to four days. In truth there are periods when I post almost daily and others when the muse deserts me.

I am glad that I accepted and informed from the start that the topics covered would be an eclectic mix, because they have been. There has been broad theme of "change", but I have truly posted when things have interested, surprised, stimulated or amused me.

It is gratifying that the reported daily page views is currently running around 70 and growing steadily. I can see that. A small number of these come from spurious sites that see to plague bloggers trying to do......I know not what....., but most seem to be genuine connections from google searches or more directly from sites such as LinkedIn or my other websites.

Geographically the links have come from all over the world - quite literally. The US and UK are the biggest audiences, but I have had visitors from places such as Nepal, Indonesia, Chile, Ecuador, Ukraine and South Korea. Have no idea why they should come, but the reach and potential of this medium is exciting.

Personally I have enjoyed the exercise and experience of blogging. At school I was much more comfortable with numbers and pictures than with words and have often seen writing as one of my weaker skills. Interestingly now, it seems that people consider my ability to communicate through the written word to be strong skill. In part this may be from the continual practicing here, or maybe a comment on the differences between the school system I grew up with and more recent ones that some younger colleagues experienced.

One question I have pondered is whether this is serious enough now to produce some cards I can use when people so me about the blog. The frustrated designer in me created a design that uses QR code - those blocky patterns one sees more and more, which can be used to allow a suitable equipped smart phone to just scan the image and automatically receive the embedded information.




Right now to produce the cards feels self indulgent and I have not acted, but I may do so.








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Wednesday, 9 May 2012

From punk to establishment in 30 years!



Now this may be a very British post in its particulars, but I hope the message is transferable and readers Will have personal examples to draw upon.
The trigger today was seeing a spiky haired, drain-pipe trousered' winkle picker shoed, rose-tinted glassed (quite literally) main sitting on the Breakfast TV couch discussing how his poetry was now part of the GCSE syllabus in our schools. He was, or should I say is, John Cooper-Clark.
The last time I saw him, in person, was the late summer of 1978 in Warrington in a dark,dingy and pretty rundown music venue. I don't recall if he was the main act, but suspect he wasn't. He stood there with plastic carrier bag of his notebooks and a can (or maybe more) of lager and launched his poetry at us. The one I recall was "Cycle Sluts" and indeed I think if he rummage in our attic I could find a 45rpm vinyl disc of that very poem.

He was less mainstream, or successful, than the Sex Pistols and other punk bands, though I seem to remember him appearing on Top Of The Pops at least once, albeit with the language made acceptable for the TV standards of the time.
His poetry had a topicality and irreverance along with a rhythm of delivery that appealed, sort of like (and I am sure I will be shot down for this) an early form of white rapping.
While writing this, the parallel of Johnny Rotten of the Sex Pistols, arguably the leaders of anarchic punk, advertising butter amuses me. He has been doing that for a couple of years now and probably made some marketing man's name. He was accused of selling out, but denies it and more recently has refused to reform the band to be part of the closing ceremony of the London Olympics.
So while Johnny R has joined the establishment he does not see his work doing so, John CC is finding his worked embraced and appreciated; 30+ years on and he is now a studied poet. I think I will go and find that record and maybe even look up more of his work.....who knows, my daughter might approve.
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Tuesday, 8 May 2012

Karoompf - That is exactly how it sounded!!

I have had a physical weekend with one very dirty job (no need for details here) and little tree felling.This latter work was necessary as we had a silver birch tree, circa 30-35ft, that had obviously died and we feared it would fall of its own accord.

Last year we saw that the tree was suffering, but this year there were no signs of green at all. Additionally we have had a couple of smaller branches fall. These appeared to have been damamged by birds pecking for insects in the wood.

So, with our recent bad weather, our fears increased and I decided to act. With a mix of Scouting skills reinforced by learnings from James May's recent TV programmes to remind men of the skills they used to know and should still embrace - they felled a Christmas tree in one episode - I embarked on the work.

Now I didn't have any explosive cord as used by James May so it was more traditional lumberjacking for me; cut out a wedge to direct the fall (fortunately it was leaning the right way to start!) and then cut in from the back. The weapons of choice were a bow saw and a hatchet. I do have a small chain saw, but it is on a pole connected to a motor on a back pack. I decided that I would not be nimble enough, should I need to be, if I was using/wearing this.

I also threw a rope over some upper branches to help me initiate the fall and direct it a little more.

So after cutting out a nice wedge and cutting most of the way through, I found myself pulling hard on the rope to create a sway in the tree, trying to break the last wood. I had undertaken this in small steps and realised that there was no chance yet that the trunk would have fallen by itself for a some time yet.

Eventually a heard a crack and the tree slowly fell. The sound it made as it hit the lawn was "karoompf" as it crumble and collapse into a broken, almost one-dimensional version of a tree. It just shows how dead the tree was!! There were a couple of digs in the lawn, but most of the limbs just broke off.

It looked like I now had a flat-packed tree! All done safely.

I did fire up the chain saw to cut the tree into smaller pieces so that I could move and stack it at the back of the garden. I was grateful for this as, else it would taken me hours to cut by hand, not to mention the blisters I would have collected.


So job done and a new onomatopoeic word for my vocabulary.

Friday, 4 May 2012

Finding myself "on message" with Saatchi & Saatchi

I have just had sight of a new "brochure" from Saatchi & Saatchi. It is intended to promote their services as an advertising agency and I was surprised how much of the copy was familiar, resonating with many things I have been saying in recent times.

There is lots about business facing transformation and the need for creative communication. They state that stewardship and copying what others do is not enough.

I thought though that I would share two pieces that struck home.

"Leaders don't have time for ideas that take time to work. For the simple reason that they don't want the world to run out fo time for them"

I think that the promotion of Evolutionary Project Management and valuable tools such as the Judgement Index fit in with this, offering real benefits at pace.

The other was advice on how to spot a transformational idea when you see one. You should ask
"1. Is a breathtakingly original and simple solution to 'The Challenge'?
 2.Does it simplify choice amid confusion and complexity?
 3.Does it redefine the competitive territory?
 4. Doe sit work for your people, as well as for your brand?
 5. Does it relegate the opposition?"

I have often talked of similicity and elegance in change as well as the importance of our people, so it seems that I am currently "on message". It is encouraging that others share my concerns about the present and vision for the future. I really hope that we can make the differences that are needed to guide our people, organisations and culture out of its current malaise.

Wednesday, 2 May 2012

Who is deluding who in thinking we are reducing risk?

Today I enjoyed a game of golf with some past colleagues. These are people with whom I worked for over 10 years in a very successful financial organisation. They are seasoned professionals with a wise perspective on the world of finance.

Apart from golf, we exchange stories, reminisce a little and cover all sorts of topics. Today was no different. I spent some time with an old and much respected boss, one who was and is both very knowledgable and well connected.

During the day I received three different communications from another set of past colleagues, ones whose employment is at risk as an erstwhile capable organisation appears to be imploding. To me the way they are being treated is reprehensible, but in the current environment not surprising.

Earlier in the day my partner and I had been talking about how the industrial approach to managing enterprises; the slice, dice, measure and monitor that pervades enterprises' and the regulators' approach to management, was increasingly struggling to cope with the complexity and pace of the modern business world.

So with the later news, my golf partner commented how many executives are being forced to make poor decisions, maybe acting out of character, by the excessive capital requirements being imposed by regulators and triggered by outside events. His example was a bank that because of a downgrading is required to provide additional tens of billions of pounds of capital.

While the regulators may think that this reduces risk, but it feels like the start of a downward spiral and even if it is not, then it will catalyse other decisions and behaviours that may represent other different and maybe greater risks.

In trying to improve matters it feels as if we are just shuffling the cards with no real benefit and that unless we start to learn how to play the new game, by new rules we are just biding time until the system fails.

Hence the title of this post. Does no one else see it? Are we happy with a charade of smoke and mirrors and ineffectual action or do we have a voice and spirit to question and explore until we find what we need?



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