So I’m grinding through my academic paper still but one thing is beginning to really annoy me.
I’m constantly being told my research work needs to influence some form of social change.
I’m a doctoral business major specializing in project management of information technology projects and critical business infrastructure. My research is on escalation of commitment and project management methodologies to reduce its impact.
I, frankly, could care less about social change. I personally don’t believe society is mature enough to handle much more social change until it learns to accept what it has already done in the last twenty years. It can barely accept what it has done in the last 100.
What’s more the inclination that I need to empower some form of social change through my research is frankly frustrating. You don’t inspire better living because someone knows how to do a project burn rate.
But this requirement that I somehow institute a social change in to my work formally is growing beyond just an annoyance and is now becoming a hindrance and a source of aggravation as well as irritation.
As a person, as a former soldier, I strongly believe in a “pull yourself up by your bootstraps” mentality. And that social change is best left to society in and of itself so that it can do so much more naturally. Versus force feeding through the mouths of students and academia to be parroted.
“To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.”
I spend so much time on the road lately that sometimes its hard to smell roses. It doesn’t always work but I do my best to manage it.
Lately I’m marveling more at my daughter. For over a decade I have blogged about her, from the time she was born to current. Off and on, tidbits, made up stories. Its weird looking back.
She’s becoming a teenager, but so far I have seen none of the stereotype Mom-and-Dad-are-idiots-hate-the-world mentality Hollywood and society perpetuates. I hope it stays that way but I know it can change. Pragmatism thou art my curse.
So Washington D.C., if you listen to any of the current media over the last 48 hours is in flames.
While I’m sure its no picnic I doubt its as bad as the media makes it out. Or at least I had better hope so as I will be there in the middle of it, almost literally in 48 hours.
It was a madhouse right after the election back in November. This time doesn’t look to fare better. I had to create and send a safety plan to my project team describing actions to take for their personal safety as well as our corporate assets and vendors. Not the way I wanted to spend my weekend. But a necessary action just the same. never underestimate the power of stupid people in large groups as the saying goes.
For myself, its all moot. No matter what ones position is political Trump was elected by the laws of our country.
In the Army we salute the rank, not the man. The Presidency is no different in my opinion.
If one can’t respect the person, then respect the office.
That’s the position I have taken for over 20 years. So for me anyway, not much has changed. Suck it up buttercup, and move out smartly.
As far as I am concerned once you lose your professional bearing in attempting to communicate a message, you have lost the debate.
Lately been struggling. Super fatigued. Long hours trying to keep all the balls in the air.
For Thanksgiving I got to sit in the local VA ER while they tried to figure out why I have been having consistent chest pains.
I say consistent because I want to make it clear I am not having heart attacks. Not unless you know of one that can last 6 weeks.
Anyway, I have been working 16 to 17 hour days for almost 4 months…toss in my school work on top of that…and I’m …tired. Last week is a good example. Washington DC on Monday, Cincinnati, OH by Wednesday, Charlotte NC by Thursday, Atlanta by Friday before getting home. The trip was originally supposed to be just DC and home by Wednesday. Turned in to a whirlwind of long hours and jet lag.
I have taken almost all of the end of the year off in vacation time. So I am trying to spend it away from work….and failing miserably.
I have managed to get it down to just one project that I am still working on, located over seas, so that helps. But woke up this morning looking for my work phone an feeling like someone was trying to crush my chest with a battering ram. Yeah not good.
Therefore this morning is homemade buttermilk waffles as kiddo and I embark upon our #12DaysofWaffles …though this year due to my travel schedule it’s been barely 7.
Trying to check out mentally for a few. Wish me luck.
What I hope is my last trip of the year comes up shortly. Is supposed to be a short and sweet one, but it has the possibility of becoming a multi destination all week journey.
It’s back to Washington D.C. again, however I have to be honest I am not looking forward to the trip. As I get older I find I dislike large cities more and more. Where once I could tolerate them, and enjoy passing in to the lives of other for a brief wistful moment, find colour and joy in little things like leaves of trees on a city street or sidewalk cafe conversation…now it all just annoys me.
I’d rather be home, in the quiet, without the hustle, without the crowds and people. Man may be a social creature but i wasn’t part of the survey. My idea of social is a very small amount of freinds over a nice adult beverage talking about what have you. Not a cacophony of sirens, people, arguments, begging, lack of personal space, and degeneration of human civility.
I have lived in several large cities in my time, and travels. Seattle, Atlanta, Buffalo, Dallas to name a few. Now I find myself wondering how the hell I ever did it.
I always take the last 2 to 3 weeks of the year off as vacation, and I am doing so again. Let the movers and shakers earn their keep, prove their worth, and value. I’ve spent over 110 days on the road this year, alone.
Me, I’d rather spend time with my family, and my dogs over a special holiday season.
For better or worse, we got Trump.
I have been very open on Twitter with the fact that I didn’t want Trump. I was also equally honest that my candidate, Gary Johnson didn’t have a huge chance, and that I am equally happy to see Hillary Clinton lose.
That said, I didn’t want or like Trump. Still don’t like him. No matter how I feel, or anyone else for that matter, all of that is moot. He was dully elected through our democratic process and is slated to be our 45th President.
When I was in the Army, we used to lament that we answer to the office, not to the person and I think that is very much how I view this election. It’s been the same way that I have viewed the last 8 years, frankly speaking.
Whether the populace was right or wrong we shall soon see. Buffoon or genius, gracious or insulting, power mad, or just plain mad will all be revealed in the coming days.
And like every other election since, we will decide if we have buyers remorse or are proud of our selection.
Time will tell. It always does.
For most folks it’s a TV show meme
For me its more of a statement of fact heralding back to the early years of our country. A reminder to prepare in the way we do every year here at my home place, off the beaten path.
We spent yesterday splitting firewood as you can see via the Twitter account. We still have a long way to go. Fire for us isn’t a cutesy thing we snuggle around for fun and romance (although it can be), it’s our primary heat source. So the work we do in preparing for winter is serious business. Failure to do it, failure to make time and get the cutting of food and other items we do such as prepping our garden for winter, checking house seals, and prepping out winter gear like chains, snow chains, de-icers etc can impact our long term ability to get to our jobs, stay warm or grow food.
It’s part of the price we pay trying to move to a off grid life style. Maybe it’s crazy. But it gives us reason to get up each day and we spend a lot more time together as a family.
That alone makes it worth it.
Doing a lot of hours lately and really grinding between work and school.
By the time I shut down for the day I can barely keep my eyes open.
So many balls in the air am concerned I am going to drop one before long. Lot of problems and challenges as well.
Taking a staycation this weekend to try to jump start myself. Need some down time and rest. Hoping a day or two off will do so.
I don’t post on 9/11.
I had my say on it a long time ago.
I’ll stay home with my scotch, my memories and my nightmares, thanks.
I’d appreciate it if ya’ll would do the same, and remember.
Don’t just remember today either. But remember next week.
Six weeks from now.
Six years from now.
Don’t make it a T-shirt sale. Don’t make it a shoe. Don’t belittle it with commerce. Remember it with honor, diginity and integrity.
As it should be.
Think I’m growing feathers.
Was in Washington DC at the beginning of this week. I fly international Sunday. The following week I am back in Atlanta. Then I will either be back in DC or back International. It’s anyone’s guess. Either way keep an eye peeled on the Twitter and Tumblr accounts linked here on the main page as you may get a chance to see some cool places, cocktails and things in the coming days.
I’m trying to find time to wrap up my prospectus but it seems like everytime I sit down to work on it I either fall asleep or the phone rings. My intent right now is to spend some time finishing it on the plane this Sunday since I will be in the air about 13 hours.
Surely I can can get it and my references in to APA in that amount of time.
Otherwise the grind has been in full affect. I had my knee surgery last week, and of course in typical me form had to set off for DC at the start of this week. So I am limping along without any grace whatsoever, completeing the look of an overweight, broken American brought down by his size (although I actually injured the knee on the job). Oh, well.
Got to sit down and shoot the bull with my chair again this week which was good. Is also why I intend to spend Sunday running this thing down.
I start the first of my last 9000 series classes on Monday. I only have 5 of them in theory, but in practice I will be taking the 9000 series until my dissertation is done no matter if its 5 or 25. Granted I want it done in 5, the school wants it done in 5, so that means my already very busy year is about to get a whole lot busier.
Feast or famine around these parts.
Cant believe its been almost a month since my last post. It seems like yesterday.
If you have been watching the Tumblr account embdeded in the main page you know I have been busy (and thirsty!). Went to Atlanta, followed by a trip to Washington DC. I will be making several more trips to both before the year is out currently by the way the land lays.
Had a change at work, and now I finally have some help. Won’t do me much good in the short term but in about 13 or 14 months I may not have to travel the way I have been. Thats very good news.
Meantime I have to try to train the new guys and teach thm what I know. That could prove interesting.
So I was recently told that I was not being pragmatic. It was on Twitter so take that for what its worth I guess.
I finally, after a lot of deliberation and soul searching, picked my candidate for 2016. I have no delusions that he has a hope in hell, but the fact is I am tired of choosing between a turd sandwich and a turd taco. Pragmatism is what has got us in to this mess of choosing between a criminal, possible negligent homicidal murderer and a loudmouthed blow hard buffoon.
That’s not a choice. It’s Blackmail. “Pick one of these or else.”
That is not how a system of government is to operate. It’s non tenable. It is also not solutioning, as more and more people are not being represented by those two parties due to differing social constructs and beliefs as we become more of a melting pot.
I firmly believe that part of our current tensions is due to this lack of or misrepresentation by elected officials. Further the lack of accountability to elected officials for their own actions has become a Ruling Class type perception. That is also a non-tenable long term aspect.
Its due these issues that I am voting for Gary Johnson and Bill Weld.
True they may not win. True they are a virtually unknown, thanks largely to the media who is giving them limited air time (albeit more than they usually get).
But I have to vote for the direction I feel the country actually needs to go to. I have to vote for what I feel is the right thing…not the Least Bad thing…for us to do. I have to vote my conscious.
I have been pragmatic since I became a registered voter, with the exception of my first vote where I voted for Stephen Forbes as I believed his system was right. Its time to reclaim a little piece of me, and maybe just maybe bring some sanity back. It’s time to vote for whats right not pragmatic.
It’s time for real change, not a milk carton slogan.
What’s worse is the public and media are accepting of this. They honestly believe that folks who work for someone who did the above will not interfere in an investigation? When’s the last time that happened at your job?
Totally depressing and disgusting. It’s not just inappropriate, its beyond poor decision making and blatant.
I’m going fishing for the 4th. Just tired of all the nonsense.
Keep your fireworks. I’m not sure there is much worth celebrating anymore. This government needs an enema.
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Back in 2009, I was just wrapping up a job in Tennessee. I had been doing a UMTS expansion throughout the state for AT&T and was heading for home finally.
It had been a rough year. I had taken the job due to some troubles my bride and I were experieincing, both me in my previous career, and she with me. So I changed jobs. We’re still together so the change must of worked.
Anyrate, my daughter was becoming enamoured with Tennessee, part of what my bride has jokingly called “brainwashing” for several years…with a laugh.
So it was that on January 22, 2009 I took Critter to watch the Lady Vols, under Pat Summit take on the local Arkansas Razorbacks.
It’s been a while since we had one, but Delta is officially our Weasel for 2016.
So we just got back from our vacation. Barely.
I’ve recently been on a screed about Delta. As a long term, medallion member, I used to have a lot of loyalty towards the company. That loyalty has greatly waned, to a point of near despisal. If I did not already have several trips bought and paid for through them I would not be using the company anymore. But for at least two more months I am stuck with them. We booked this one via Delta Vacations, way back in March.