A recent meeting made me wake up and realize what was missing.
You want something done, you do it yourself. There’s passion because you know exactly how you want it. Paying someone to do it won’t work. An elderly mechanic can be paid to install a turbocharger in your car, but he won’t feel the passion to calibrate your car to maximize its performance. It’s not his car; it’s not him who wants that boost.
I have a vision, but I don’t want to have an MBA or be in a leadership position to see such changes take place.
I have it, I still do. And I look at it wistfully while following the path away from it.
If your mother (God forbid) was hit by a drunk driver, would you continue working for Heineken? What do people at British American Tobacco do? I imagine a bunch of people smoking in suits, thinking of evil ways to sell more cigarettes using psychological mindplay.
Of course, BAT has some amount of social consciousness. They provided a full scholarship for one of my deserving friends, who isn’t a Bumiputera. (I do not want redundant comments about how Malaysia is screwed. People do nothing but whine, and whining isn’t changing anything unless it is to the right people.)
Can you live with yourself? All you people want is more money. A bigger car and bigger exhaust and more pollution. You earn more but you spend more, continuously comparing yourself to a richer person. Get… real. Come sit with me at a mamak.
Do you remember as a kid, wanting to be a doctor, teacher or engineer? Coming out clueless, taking a Mass. Comm. degree while still being clueless, and being clueless, going into say Public Relations or copywriting and promoting one sugary drink over another.
If you’re clueless what to do (and thus, would do anything) could you at least do something that is beneficial for humanity?
(I know some PR people who aren’t in such brainwashing schemes so this is not intended for any of my friends. Really. And kudos to those who keep it real.)