It’s another one of those long days. I feel like crap from exhaustion, and indescribable awesomeness at the same time, severely annoyed and irrepressibly proud altogether. Alternating from one to another. Our production line is finishing the booklets. This week’s revenue $28,284 internal plus $12,850 external: yes, we are achieving my $5000 per day stride and proving that it isn’t racial discrimination or external bias. We do have the potential within us.

However, this week’s expenditures are $53,475 (including $1,697 for coffee!?? $900+ for phone bills? Come on!) and people are reluctant to show records. Beyond working with sheer ineptness and incompetence in resource management (and the unreasonable expenditures that we allow)… the Mayan associates prioritize poorly, are late, provide rather low value per price ratio and unreliability, and added to this a lot of people seem illogical, petty, narrow-minded, spiteful, self-serving and dare I suggest, selfish. It’s a take-take-take what-about-me behavior that subconsciously rationalizes to some degree, “I am the discriminated victim, I am poor martyr, and clients are rich so they should pay nosebleed prices to compensate all the opportunities I never received. The world owes something to me.” The cooperative emphasizes not to be like an American company and yet what I know of American companies is far more jurisprudence, transparency, respect, horizontal communication, efficacy, honesty, consistency, good value and constant drive for improvement in performance.

A few weeks ago, someone snatched a pot and a pan and some cheap utensils from the kitchen, and now instead of focusing on the client or figuring out how to achieve healthy profit, we’re all on an ugly and prolonged witch-hunt that has created far more gossip, back-stabbing, blame, indignation and victims than it’s worth. It’s an incredible soap opera to witness–really unnecessary too—and yet when real orders come in for something straight-forward, they take more eight months to coordinate and get it done. “Make it happen” doesn’t seem to be part of their daily habits and people can’t be rushed. Lately there are small and big lies and a gossiping culture that says hurtful things, and it seems that the work ethic combined with strategy is beyond them. I had once believed that impoverished countries had their best value in artisan work, but now I have my serious doubts.

Opinion: Why Poor Countries Are Poor

The developing world blames America for the brain drain. But frankly, if you were the energy and talent that draws in most of the revenue, would you want to be drained this drama and have so many depending on your sweat and effort? No, extremely competent people like to work in concert with other extremely competent people, and we like to be compensated fairly for it. The synergy makes win-win combinations that are yield far more than the sum of the individual talents alone. Surely young talented Mayans would seek to go to better pastures as well. I am watching the Olympics and seeing how the athletes drive so effortlessly as a team. Everybody works for the individual and the whole. Now that’s the attitude of winners.

Anyway, let’s face it. This is what social development is sometimes like, and the prevalent mentality is self-defeating. But then…if these groups were competitive, autonomous, accountable, decision-making, candid people who practiced good governance and excellence in the first place… would they really be impoverished in the digital age of porous borders and international trade? The solution isn’t aid, the solution isn’t even to find more income for them. It is to help them learn how to commercialize in a rapidly globalizing and evolving commercial environment.

Un Día Normal – Juanes

Hoy es un día normal pero yo voy a hacerlo intenso
Hoy puede apagarse el sol pero no la luz de mi alma
En un día como hoy caminaré más despacio
En un día como hoy defenderé mi verdad
En un día como hoy te amarraré con mis brazos
En un día como hoy

Porque nunca sabes lo que tienes hasta que lo pierdes
lamentablemente
nunca vuelve

No importa en donde estes yo desde aquí te besaré en mis sueños
Mi sangre arderá por ti hasta que se pierda por tu cuerpo
En un día como hoy caminaré más despacio
En un día como hoy defenderé mi verdad
En un día como hoy te amarraré con mis brazos
En un día como hoy

Porque nunca sabes lo que tienes hasta que lo pierdes
Lamentablemente
nunca vuelve

Good news:

Just from happenstance Francisco, (an executive from Cemex, a Mexican cement conglomerate) emailed to discuss with me and the Tuxtla Regional Manager about worthy projects in Chiapas communities that could use resources, tools and talent and possibly materials. Talking with Marcos, we’re going to try to pair training projects to help adolescents of a poor community get training for construction, and build an innovative habitat that is cheap, ecological, and so beautiful that even the middle class would envy it. The newest models come from Sanut Organization, and we’ll meet Andrés, a physican refugee from Argentina who is doing wonderful things for the repressed. Each house could be built in two days, but we need more ideas for elegant roofing styles.

It is opportunities like this that make me feel extraordinarily *awesome* to serve as a philanthropic link to bring resources to human beings who need it the most.

Also, I have a personal invitation to the capital by Carlos to speak at “Liderazgo Evolutivo” a private fireside chat of major multinationals and a panal of experts, to help them help humanity. It’s in September, I think board members of several household brands will be there, and it will be about leadership in a triple-bottom-line economy of benevolent capitalism. There are no words to describe how honored I feel. Not only is it all-expenses paid, but a tremendous platform to speak frankly about my experience with the Mayans and help bridge the understanding….en español.

“Ever since the house burned down I could see the moon more clearly.”

Spanish Words of the Day:reclamos” lure, complaint, demand | “despecho” spite | “chácara” junk, chatter | “dejame masticar un poco” let me sleep on it | “contratiempo” setback | “desgracia” to befall someone/something | “desafíos” defiance, “desafiar” to challenge, to defy | “cabezadura” hardheaded | “cazuela de brujas” witch hunt

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