The elites are having their bonfire of the vanities on full display- Harvey, Paddock, Take A Knee, Pwerto Reeco and so on.
While the bubble bubbles, another business owner asked for help, so I went to see if I could assist a glazier, bleeding cash.
I get to live in a different world, where real folks do real things and try to build a business despite the sound and fury from the media.
All the noise just fades away and I see people worried about their life’s work slipping away, wondering how they got where they are.
I listen, ask a few questions, listen more and decide I just might be more good than harm in this particular case.
It all comes down to trust. So the guy I just met, after being listened to, hearing a few points and a two sentence description of what I do, hands me a check for the initial retainer.
A handshake occurs, invoking a contract to provide the best I can do to help him hold em, fold em or double down.
There is something seriously tribal in the process, something lacking from the large organizations I spent years honing the steel and then dulling it on the miasma of inertia.
Damn, it sure is fun to be alive and living amongst the deplorable.