“Win the crowd.” – Gladiator
If your wife just sits around in bed all day, not moving a muscle, congratulations! You’ve got yourself an atrophy wife!
I was sitting on my desk when my boss’s boss came up.
“John, we have something we’d like you to lead. It’s got the attention of the top people in the company, including the CEO. We need it done in 90 days. We’ve used about 15 of them. You have the full commitment of the company.”
Yikes! What could I say?
“I’ll do it.”
Looking back, I think they thought it was an impossible task. I would also have to leave my current job, with absolutely no promise of a future position after 90 days. It was amazingly risky, but it was also presented as, well, not a choice.
If I lost, well, they could fire me, say they tried, and then buy themselves time to meet the commitment. It would look not perfect for them, but it would give them breathing room. I know company politics, and I knew what that meant.
I had to win.
Never challenge Death to a pillow fight unless you’re prepared for the Reaper cushions.
In order to win, I had to have a plan. I had to put together the resources to make it happen. I asked for some very specific, very high performing people. I was told, “no”. (At least one reader knows this story very, very well.)
The first step was that I had to believe that I could win.
I look around at the country that we have today, and I see a similar circumstance: the forces that are arrayed against the TradRIght are numerous.
Seriously: they own
- most federal bureaucracies,
- most government employees,
- the military leadership,
- academia,
- media,
- Hollywood, and
- the people who count the votes.
But even with all of that, they scared.
Hillary proves it takes a village to climb a staircase.
No, strike that, they are terrified. They are terrified we are going to win, and the GloboLeftistElite will lose because they know us. They have seen that the TradRight can do when it is unified and has a common goal. When working together, we can tame continents, build a miniature star to end a war, and put people on the damn Moon in a tin can with three gallons of fuel left without having our heartbeats go above 100 and then defeat International Communism 2.0 (I count the French as 1.0).
We are the TradRight. We did all of that when we are unified.
I think that, in the end, they expect to lose. That’s why they throw everything they have, every silly law, every silly accusation against Donald Trump because they mistakenly think that if they break him, if they make him poor, they break us.
Make no mistake, Donald Trump is not our leader. Donald Trump is a very smart man who saw the motion of the people and jumped out in front. Did he want to Build The Wall before that line got applause in a rally? Maybe.
Don’t worry, I hear that protests are only illegal on January 6.
I know that Ann Coulter is still miffed that The Donald didn’t Build The Wall and was far too chummy with the Democrats, but anyone who makes them as crazy as President Trump did accomplish quite a lot: he made the GloboLeftElite and the RINO conspirators show their true faces.
But I remember in a rally where he bragged about the Vaxx®. The crowd let out a wave of disapproval, and he got off the Vaxx™ train that minute. Trump may not lead us, but he does stand for us. He finds what we want and jumps out in front.
No, breaking Donald Trump won’t break us.
But, let’s face it, the DOJ is even afraid of the Clintons.
Back to Wilder’s 90 days:
I immediately got a plan together. I used the resources I was given. I set expectations with my leadership on what we could accomplish in the remaining 90 days: I defined victory, a real victory.
My definition was approved.
I fought the political games necessary to get various leaders I had to convince on board – instead of shooting at us, they covered my flank so they could take credit if we won, while still being able to blame me if we lost.
We won. I got a 25% raise and the biggest bonus I’d ever gotten in my life up to that point. I could even mathematically prove that my methods and intervention at crucial points in the project had saved the company about $3 million.
Ta-Da!
To be clear: if I had thought that I was going to lose, I would have lost. Was it hard? Certainly. I could have lost, and about day 53 it was Not Looking Good. But my team and I turned the ship and won.
We won. Because we thought we could win.
This story, though, isn’t about me. It’s about all of us. If we think we’re going to win, we will win. If we refuse to be demoralized, we won’t be demoralized. The ability to win even at the cultural level is there, primarily because we believe in the True, Beautiful, and Good.
Anyone else find it odd that the Flintstones® celebrated Christmas?
The GloboLeftElite? They despise the True, Beautiful, and Good because it shows the empty places they have in their souls – they believe in no Truth, they believe they are ugly, and they openly despise the Good because it sets standards they cannot meet.
The physical and moral levels are a cakewalk.
That, my friends, is why our victory, though it may be difficult, is inevitable. And it’s also why they want to fill us with despair.
Onward!