But in reality, leadership of a company is constant chaos, the image of the dog with room on fire saying everything is fine comes to mind.
Who knows what the right decisions is, everybody has feet of clay.
But in reality, leadership of a company is constant chaos, the image of the dog with room on fire saying everything is fine comes to mind.
Who knows what the right decisions is, everybody has feet of clay.
The term "runway" is often interpreted to mean: "We need to get this plane going fast enough to lift off before the end of the road". Reality is more complex, because there isn't a plane yet. You have to design and build that as you go, and if you get it wrong, you crash.
Management is in this position: without action, the company will die. With the wrong actions, the company will die. Many decisions close doors, and it's not exactly clear from the start what sequence of doors will lead to the company not dying.
If you involve the team too much in the sausage-making aspects of this, they will invariably become distracted, lose focus, and the company will die. If you leave them too much in the dark, they will lose trust, and the company will die.
It's not easy, and all of this leads to the duck nature: calm up top, under the water feet are paddling like crazy.
Incredible truth in this statement!
Some people honestly don’t want to know what’s happening. They just want to do their jobs and get paid. And I came to the conclusion that it’s perfectly acceptable.
Still love the open company concept. But if you love and respect the people you work with you have to think pretty deeply about it and whether it’s actually of service to your employees, investors and team.
People are different and motivated by different things and that's ok.
The dictator who listens really seems to be what the majority prefer because they don't actually want to be accountable for those decisions they just want a seat at the table.
Yes. I would go so far as to say people want to experience the feeling of making decisions, of responsibility, without actually having any.
Where is that from?
This image's head was of fine gold, his breast and his arms of silver, his belly and his thighs of brass/His legs of iron, his feet part of iron and part of clay/Thou sawest till that a stone was cut out without hands, which smote the image upon his feet that were of iron and clay, and brake them to pieces.
It has been used a lot since then, for something that seems impressive but is actually weak at the base. I'm not sure when "iron and clay" got reduced to just "clay", but it was by at least the early 19th century.