West Side Story is playing again in my town. It’s a great musical with brilliant music, astonishing dancing, and a tragedy as old as Shakespeare.
The theme of ethnic conflict in the big city is just a relevant today as when the show was first staged in 1957.
The fight back then was partly about race and I suppose partly about religion, but at its core was the struggle for living space between recent immigrant arrivals and more established residents.
Behind the gang “rumble” – a fight over turf – was pressure on housing and jobs and community acceptance. So not much has changed.
A knife fight under the highway might seem smalltime compared to today’s marketplace bombings and mosque massacres.
The old Upper West Side tenements of New York have gone too, replaced by the Lincoln Center and other artifacts of gentrification.
But on a world scale, the conflicts haven’t disappeared, and in fact have been magnified. The musical might aptly be reworked as Terror in the West or Meet You at the Mosque.
It’s a heartbreak that never seems to end.
The 85-year-old Japanese emperor abdicated last week, making way for his son, aged 59. A sensible move.
Emperor Akihito was quite a cosmopolitan guy in his time. He speaks English, studied marine biology, and spent a lot of time and energy apologising to his Asian neighbors for the atrocities committed in World War II.
However a recent photo showed the emperor wearing his customary formal gear of suit tails, striped trousers, grey gloves and a top hat.
Remind me, what century are we living in?
This kind of formal attire has not been seen on Western leaders since around the time of US president Franklin Roosevelt’s first inauguration back in 1933.
Akihito’s clothes are a reminder that traditions and styles often continue in the world’s outposts and closetted communities long after they have been abandoned in their countries of origin.
I’m currently reading Henry James’s early novel Washington Square, from which the great movie The Heiress was made. It’s a good story, but the American author’s prose is imitative of the Bronte sisters’ style of writing that was big in British culture decades earlier.
Come on Henry, I felt like saying. You’ll soon be writing in the age of Bernard Shaw. Hemingway will draw his first breath before the century is over.
Well, Emperor Akihito was a decent person and a sharp mind too, by all accounts. But it’s time his son Naruhito got rid of the striped pants and the tall hat.
I looked at a couple of movies recently about the mid-20th-century entrepreneur Howard Hughes. These were The Aviator, starring Leonardo DiCaprio, and The Amazing Howard Hughes, with Tommy Lee Jones.
Both movies told interesting stories, the first focusing on Hughes’s early years, the later protraying his decline into eccentric old age.
What startled me was the similarity between him and our current rich visionary, Elon Musk.
Hughes made his pile selling drill parts during the Texas oil boom, then parlayed the cash into blockbuster movies, operating an airline (TWA) and making extravagant forays into aircraft design.
His six-engined Spruce Goose was at the time the largest aircraft ever built. It barely got off the ground and has been hangared ever since as an awkward reminder of Hughes’s overreach.
In a similar vein, Elon Musk got rich from the internet revolution, bought into the car company Tesla and has ambitions to be a space transport pioneer.
Both men had or are having trouble reining in their cashed-up dreams to keep pace with the reality of what they’re trying to achieve.
The Musk story is still unfolding, but how fascinating to see if the second half of the man’s life will mirror the fated trajectory of his forerunner.
We’ve all got business rivals, and it’s easy to believe that nothing is as tough as our own industry. That’s because we’re all fishing for customers in the same pond.
There are people out there who would love to hear from you and know more about your products. You simply haven’t thought of them yet.
Let’s say you’re working in the food industry, but dream of sailing the oceans as a luxury yacht captain. Indulge your hopeless fantasy by reading their blogs. Comment on providoring topics, where you might be able to add a fresh angle to the conversation.
Become the only person of your professional type whom they’ve ever encountered online.
You’ll one day be able to laugh behind your sails when colleagues and competitors complain how hard their life is.
We’re tired of hearing it, aren’t we? Move out of your comfort zone. The advice is supposed to be a key to personal success.
I prefer to remain in mine – especially if it’s uncomfortable for everyone else.
Stretching yourself to the point where it hurts is based on the notion that unless new horizons are sought, we’ll remain forever stuck on the couch. I’m all for pain avoidance and have got nothing against wallowing, provided it’s productive.
The Swiss mathematician and physicist Albert Einstein spent his days working on complex theorems because he found them to be enjoyable and stimulating. “Get out of the house, Albert! Go put on your skates or climb a mountain.”
Einstein was entirely comfortable with staying inside and solving the mysteries of time and space.
The new year is a time for resolutions, in which we decide to begin projects or fix problems that require our attention.
We’ll need persistence to see these thing through, since outcomes can take time to achieve and may face hurdles along the way. Persistence is the key to success.
Or is it?
There are two types of people in the world: those who give up easily, and those who don’t cave in soon enough. Huh? We hear a lot about the first sort, and are encouraged to beat up on ourselves for showing this tendency.
Yet the second type is also common. These folk are inflexible and keep going after they should abandon their effort or change tack.
Here’s a resolution for 2019: If something isn’t working, don’t continue. Stop what you’re doing and think about what’s causing the blockage. Look around for an answer, ask people, read up, and sometimes just wait.
Resolve, in other words, not to let persistence get in the way of success.
Marketing offers can appear like worms after rain, a dozen or more at a time. Why? Because the salespeople are all reading from the same data.
When you buy a house, register a domain name, lease a commercial property or give birth to a child, this action is recorded in public or industry records. Marketers watch for changes in these and use them to initiate sales calls or emails – for goods that may be required downstream from the recorded event.
Such items include home insurance, websites, office fit-outs and family trusts.
TOO MANY MESSAGES
This trick makes sense to salespeople, but can seem ridiculous to prospects, who are flooded with messages for the same kinds of products.
Smart marketers don’t do this. They base their leads on data or responses that other salespeople don’t have and they won’t share this data with anyone.
As a result, theirs is the only offer on the table.
Is it easy to find this unique information? No. Is it fruitful when you have it? Much juicier than worms.