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The centennial of the great ship Titanic which sank 100 years ago today... April 15, 1912... and why she sails still in our minds.
"God himself could not sink this ship."
“Wow! I’m ecstatic to tell you that I’ve snagged another one of Dr. Lant’s superb articles.”
I wish to thank each and everyone of you who read this “Blog” and those who take the time out of their busy day to comment. We are only just getting started here. So please do keep reading and especially making comments. The direction of this “Blog” comes from you and the comments that you impart to us. Today’s “Blog:..The centennial of the great ship Titanic which sank 100 years ago today... April 15, 1912... and why she sails still in our minds.
So as I mentioned to you above. Comment, Comment, Comment. Your opinionhttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif matters so make it known. Until Tomorrow. You can reach me by email lrewhomebusiness@gmail.com; cell phone 310-561-2580, or Skype me at lawencecrinke http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif . And I want to hear from each and EVERY one of you
by Dr. Jeffrey Lant
Authors program note. You cannot pick up a newspaper this week, or turn on the television... or even snatch a glance at your SmartFone without seeing the single word "Titanic" for this is the centennial not merely of a ship, albeit the grandest on earth, but of an entire cottage industry and of people worldwide who cannot get enough of the ship once called --- without irony -- "Ship of Dreams", "Last Word in Luxury," and "Millionaire's Special."
... But that was before she struck an iceberg and became a thing not only of history but of imagination, fascination, persistence... the most famous ship of all the ships which have ever sailed the world's broad seas.
The facts.
11:40 pm April 14, 1912, RMS Titanic struck an iceberg.
12:07 am April 15, 1912 RMS Titanic sank, taking with her 1500 passengers and crew.
Ships of every kind had sunk before in human history; even ships on their maiden voyage, like Titanic. Passengers and crew had gone down with these ships before. Why then has Titanic seized us so, so that even the smallest detail of this ship and her catastrophic end is grasped with enthusiasm, avidity, and reverence?
To answer this question, we must start with the undeniable facts about this great engine of human ingenuity, human craft... and, as it happened, human hubris and human ineptitude.
Born to be a symbol... but not the symbol she became, the symbol which will always be a part of her riveting tale.
First of all, this is the story of men, rich men, business men, visionaries all. Not until the "unsinkable" Molly Brown (1867-1932) enters the picture in the early morning hours of April 15, at the helm of one of the too-few lifeboats, does a woman emerge... and it is significant, I think, that when woman emerges into the sharp, unremitting glare of history, she is doing the humanitarian work which has always been hers, saving souls and mending lives from the consequences of the ideas run amuck of their bruised and imperfect menfolk.
Titanic is the story of men who dreamed, who set the highest goal, who raised the considerable funds required, who insisted upon perfection... upon unexampled luxury and never-before seen efficiency, speed, and nautical mastery... of men who got everything they wanted to gain their soaring goal... but who, in the event, made error after error, thereby dooming their inspiring project, like Icarus who insisted upon flying close to the sun... and paid for his insistence with a watery death.
Titanic's end on April 15 is one of two dates you should remember if you are interested in why male-dominated society, which was the order of this Edwardian day, began to crack and crumble; the other, of course, is July 28, 1914 when the great nations of monarchical Europe turned their full attention and resolution to the exacting business of destroying each other and a cultured civilization millennia in the making. After such glaring instances of bombast, arrogance, and miscalculation the world had enough of the very idea of male superiority. All that was missing from this sea- change was a painter of brilliance to immortalize Molly Brown, vital, vulgar, outspoken, practical, American, and very, very rich, in her moment of unimagined triumph as she brought her lifeboat of dazed and frail humanity to safety while great Titanic, her blazing brilliance still afloat, sank beneath the calm sea on that night of terror -- and courage.
"God himself could not sink this ship."
This is the most famous quotation about Titanic. It is also apocryphal, though (suitably) Captain Edward J. Smith said this several years before his plum (and last) assignment: "I cannot imagine any condition which would cause a ship to founder.... Modern shipbuilding has gone beyond that." This same Captain Edward J. Smith, always pictured as a man promoted above his abilities, went down with his ship, aware that no other course was possible for a pukka English gentleman... a decision which spared him a lifetime of the denigration, contempt and obloquy which thereby accrued to the account of J. Bruce Ismay, chairman of the White Star Line, who made sure he lived by disregarding the immemorial protocol: "women and children first."
(Some) vindication for Captain Smith and all the men who created Titanic.
Good stories need good story tellers, people of dedication, committed to discovering all facts, and presenting them in a way that not only captures the imagination of people... but does whatever is necessary to hold that imagination until the story is well and truly told. Here Titanic has been blessed indeed... most notably by Walter Lord, now by Tim Maltin.
Walter Lord, a man to remember.
Walter Lord (1917-2002) was the right man for the arduous job of telling Titanic's story just so. As a boy he traveled on RMS Olympic, Titanic's sister ship and he conceived a passion for how such a marvel could simply disappear. What might cause nightmares in other children made Lord want to know more. And so years later, in 1955, his mesmerizing book was published to reviews which indicated at once that here was a classic, a page-turner, the stark sobering truth told in language that held you captive and made you read, though the matter was often horrifying and always dismaying.
In due course, Lord's great achievement, "A Night to Remember", became a 1958 film to remember. No one interested in the whys and wherefors of Titanic can afford to miss either. Thus Lord deserves his ineradicable connection with the ship that obsessed him until the day he died.
The benefaction of Tim Maltin.
Tim Maltin is a zealot, a man obsessed with truth -- and exoneration. He is well known in Titanic circles, where his book "101 Things You Thought You Knew About The Titanic - But Didn't" is often cited. Maltin's research, reported in his new e-book "Titanic: A Very Deceiving Night", is significant. It poses the probability of a natural cause for what occurred, namely that icy waters created ideal conditions for an unusual kind of mirage that hid icebergs from lookouts and confused a nearby ship as to the liner's identity, delaying rescue efforts for hours.
Thus his conclusion, soothing to family members and the unsettled spirts of the shroudless dead, that there was no blundering, just people doing the best they could under unexampled duress.
Earth's nearness to the moon and the sun, a fatal factor.
Researchers from Texas State University-San Marcos and Sky & Telescope magazine reported in the magazine's April issue that there was another significant natural factor. They report that the Earth's closeness to moon and sun -- a proximity not matched in more than 1000 years -- created much more ice than usual, including the fatal iceberg some of which uncomprehending passengers playfully used to ice their cocktails.Surely, they had nothing to worry about on this "unsinkable" masterpiece...
Sadly, they did not know that the rare gravitational pulls producing record tides --- and record ice -- between December 1911 and February 1912 signalled the end of all... ship, most passengers and crew, and any vestige of cosmic certainly and the comfortable verities of the Victorians. Thus Titanic's gliding descent into communal memory was in fact the first ceremony of note for our own nightmares... That is why we are fascinated by Titanic... compelled by her story of hell... for we are all passengers on this tragic vessel where "Nearer My God To Thee" may have been the last arrangement the brave band played as their world ended around them. We may have good need of it ourselves. Go then to any search engine and listen to this hymn. And while you're there, listen, too, to the score by William Alwyn (1905-1985) for that best of Titanic's many films, "A Night To Remember," for it precisely captures the mixture of grandiloquence and menace required.
About the Author
Harvard-educated Dr. Jeffrey Lant is CEO of Worldprofit, Inc., providing a wide range of online services for small and-home based businesses. Services include home business training, affiliate marketing training, earn-at-home programs, traffic tools, advertising, webcasting, hosting, design, WordPress Blogs and more. Find out why Worldprofit is considered the # 1 online Home Business Training program by getting a free Associate Membership today. Republished with author's permission by Lawrence Rinke http://ActionEqualsProfit.com. Check out Million Visitors Free -> http://www.ActionEqualsProfit.com/?rd=uy7w4U2t
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I wish to thank each and everyone of you who read this “Blog” and those who take the time out of their busy day to comment. We are only just getting started here. So please do keep reading and especially making comments. The direction of this “Blog” comes from you and the comments that you impart to us. Today’s “Blog:..The centennial of the great ship Titanic which sank 100 years ago today... April 15, 1912... and why she sails still in our minds.
So as I mentioned to you above. Comment, Comment, Comment. Your opinionhttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif matters so make it known. Until Tomorrow. You can reach me by email lrewhomebusiness@gmail.com; cell phone 310-561-2580, or Skype me at lawencecrinke http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif . And I want to hear from each and EVERY one of you
by Dr. Jeffrey Lant
Authors program note. You cannot pick up a newspaper this week, or turn on the television... or even snatch a glance at your SmartFone without seeing the single word "Titanic" for this is the centennial not merely of a ship, albeit the grandest on earth, but of an entire cottage industry and of people worldwide who cannot get enough of the ship once called --- without irony -- "Ship of Dreams", "Last Word in Luxury," and "Millionaire's Special."
... But that was before she struck an iceberg and became a thing not only of history but of imagination, fascination, persistence... the most famous ship of all the ships which have ever sailed the world's broad seas.
The facts.
11:40 pm April 14, 1912, RMS Titanic struck an iceberg.
12:07 am April 15, 1912 RMS Titanic sank, taking with her 1500 passengers and crew.
Ships of every kind had sunk before in human history; even ships on their maiden voyage, like Titanic. Passengers and crew had gone down with these ships before. Why then has Titanic seized us so, so that even the smallest detail of this ship and her catastrophic end is grasped with enthusiasm, avidity, and reverence?
To answer this question, we must start with the undeniable facts about this great engine of human ingenuity, human craft... and, as it happened, human hubris and human ineptitude.
Born to be a symbol... but not the symbol she became, the symbol which will always be a part of her riveting tale.
First of all, this is the story of men, rich men, business men, visionaries all. Not until the "unsinkable" Molly Brown (1867-1932) enters the picture in the early morning hours of April 15, at the helm of one of the too-few lifeboats, does a woman emerge... and it is significant, I think, that when woman emerges into the sharp, unremitting glare of history, she is doing the humanitarian work which has always been hers, saving souls and mending lives from the consequences of the ideas run amuck of their bruised and imperfect menfolk.
Titanic is the story of men who dreamed, who set the highest goal, who raised the considerable funds required, who insisted upon perfection... upon unexampled luxury and never-before seen efficiency, speed, and nautical mastery... of men who got everything they wanted to gain their soaring goal... but who, in the event, made error after error, thereby dooming their inspiring project, like Icarus who insisted upon flying close to the sun... and paid for his insistence with a watery death.
Titanic's end on April 15 is one of two dates you should remember if you are interested in why male-dominated society, which was the order of this Edwardian day, began to crack and crumble; the other, of course, is July 28, 1914 when the great nations of monarchical Europe turned their full attention and resolution to the exacting business of destroying each other and a cultured civilization millennia in the making. After such glaring instances of bombast, arrogance, and miscalculation the world had enough of the very idea of male superiority. All that was missing from this sea- change was a painter of brilliance to immortalize Molly Brown, vital, vulgar, outspoken, practical, American, and very, very rich, in her moment of unimagined triumph as she brought her lifeboat of dazed and frail humanity to safety while great Titanic, her blazing brilliance still afloat, sank beneath the calm sea on that night of terror -- and courage.
"God himself could not sink this ship."
This is the most famous quotation about Titanic. It is also apocryphal, though (suitably) Captain Edward J. Smith said this several years before his plum (and last) assignment: "I cannot imagine any condition which would cause a ship to founder.... Modern shipbuilding has gone beyond that." This same Captain Edward J. Smith, always pictured as a man promoted above his abilities, went down with his ship, aware that no other course was possible for a pukka English gentleman... a decision which spared him a lifetime of the denigration, contempt and obloquy which thereby accrued to the account of J. Bruce Ismay, chairman of the White Star Line, who made sure he lived by disregarding the immemorial protocol: "women and children first."
(Some) vindication for Captain Smith and all the men who created Titanic.
Good stories need good story tellers, people of dedication, committed to discovering all facts, and presenting them in a way that not only captures the imagination of people... but does whatever is necessary to hold that imagination until the story is well and truly told. Here Titanic has been blessed indeed... most notably by Walter Lord, now by Tim Maltin.
Walter Lord, a man to remember.
Walter Lord (1917-2002) was the right man for the arduous job of telling Titanic's story just so. As a boy he traveled on RMS Olympic, Titanic's sister ship and he conceived a passion for how such a marvel could simply disappear. What might cause nightmares in other children made Lord want to know more. And so years later, in 1955, his mesmerizing book was published to reviews which indicated at once that here was a classic, a page-turner, the stark sobering truth told in language that held you captive and made you read, though the matter was often horrifying and always dismaying.
In due course, Lord's great achievement, "A Night to Remember", became a 1958 film to remember. No one interested in the whys and wherefors of Titanic can afford to miss either. Thus Lord deserves his ineradicable connection with the ship that obsessed him until the day he died.
The benefaction of Tim Maltin.
Tim Maltin is a zealot, a man obsessed with truth -- and exoneration. He is well known in Titanic circles, where his book "101 Things You Thought You Knew About The Titanic - But Didn't" is often cited. Maltin's research, reported in his new e-book "Titanic: A Very Deceiving Night", is significant. It poses the probability of a natural cause for what occurred, namely that icy waters created ideal conditions for an unusual kind of mirage that hid icebergs from lookouts and confused a nearby ship as to the liner's identity, delaying rescue efforts for hours.
Thus his conclusion, soothing to family members and the unsettled spirts of the shroudless dead, that there was no blundering, just people doing the best they could under unexampled duress.
Earth's nearness to the moon and the sun, a fatal factor.
Researchers from Texas State University-San Marcos and Sky & Telescope magazine reported in the magazine's April issue that there was another significant natural factor. They report that the Earth's closeness to moon and sun -- a proximity not matched in more than 1000 years -- created much more ice than usual, including the fatal iceberg some of which uncomprehending passengers playfully used to ice their cocktails.Surely, they had nothing to worry about on this "unsinkable" masterpiece...
Sadly, they did not know that the rare gravitational pulls producing record tides --- and record ice -- between December 1911 and February 1912 signalled the end of all... ship, most passengers and crew, and any vestige of cosmic certainly and the comfortable verities of the Victorians. Thus Titanic's gliding descent into communal memory was in fact the first ceremony of note for our own nightmares... That is why we are fascinated by Titanic... compelled by her story of hell... for we are all passengers on this tragic vessel where "Nearer My God To Thee" may have been the last arrangement the brave band played as their world ended around them. We may have good need of it ourselves. Go then to any search engine and listen to this hymn. And while you're there, listen, too, to the score by William Alwyn (1905-1985) for that best of Titanic's many films, "A Night To Remember," for it precisely captures the mixture of grandiloquence and menace required.
About the Author
Harvard-educated Dr. Jeffrey Lant is CEO of Worldprofit, Inc., providing a wide range of online services for small and-home based businesses. Services include home business training, affiliate marketing training, earn-at-home programs, traffic tools, advertising, webcasting, hosting, design, WordPress Blogs and more. Find out why Worldprofit is considered the # 1 online Home Business Training program by getting a free Associate Membership today. Republished with author's permission by Lawrence Rinke http://ActionEqualsProfit.com. Check out Million Visitors Free -> http://www.ActionEqualsProfit.com/?rd=uy7w4U2t
Lawrence Rinke
Business Coach
President : ActionEqualsProfit.com
Join Me On Skype: lawrencecrinke
P.S., If you would like content like this free to use in your blog to generate leads .Give me a call at 310-561-2580, I’d be glad to tell you how, or Leave phone number in comment. . I respond immediately to all comments.
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Monday, April 9, 2012
'The sound that says love. Applause, applause, applause!'
"You're thinking your through/That nobody cares/Then suddenly you hear it starting." Be the person who starts it...
“Wow! I’m ecstatic to tell you that I’ve snagged another one of Dr. Lant’s superb articles.”
I wish to thank each and everyone of you who read this “Blog” and those who take the time out of their busy day to comment. We are only just getting started here. So please do keep reading and especially making comments. The direction of this “Blog” comes from you and the comments that you impart to us. Today’s “Blog:..'The sound that says love. Applause, applause, applause!'
So as I mentioned to you above. Comment, Comment, Comment. Your opinionhttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif matters so make it known. Until Tomorrow. You can reach me by email lrewhomebusiness@gmail.com; cell phone 310-561-2580, or Skype me at lawencecrinke http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif . And I want to hear from each and EVERY one of you
by Dr. Jeffrey Lant
Author's program note. This article is long overdue. It will be read with avidity, total agreement, and a rain of kudos for me from anyone who writes, sings, plays, paints, acts, mimes, speaks, or does deeds of daring- do on the flying trapeze. All of us, every single one of us, not only relishes the recognition of applause, not only craves it right down to the last clap, but lives for it... as the one essential element we must have to induce us to give of our best, time after time.
For the incidental music to today's article I have selected the opera "Paride e Elena" (1770) of Christof Willibald von Gluck, particularly the aria "O del mio dolce ardor". Here's why: Gluck was the music teacher of Marie Antoinette, before she became queen of France (1774) and a figure of controversy and tragedy. Of all the musicians she might have studied with, she loved Gluck -- and this aria -- the best.
http://youtu.be/x8uj2ODEbQA
And so, when queen of France and of Navarre, she wanted to give him and his audacious works the benefit of her patronage. Towards this end, she introduced him to the disapproving, uncomprehending, unbending, and obdurate members of the Court. Per protocol, they listened, got what benefit they might, but could not, likely would not put hands together and clap their acknowledgement, their approval, their enthusiasm, their bliss for Gluck and his soaring brilliance.
Such a mark of approbation was unprecedented, even by the king himself. And so when Marie Antoinette rose and in an act of temerity, began to clap, she clapped alone... ... but only for a moment... for her sovereign lord and master (who understood the power of wives) soon clapped too... and what a king of France did, the world did... thus was the concept of applause born at Versailles, a tradition to this very day.
Go, then, to any search engine and find this masterpiece by Gluck. Listen carefully; you can just hear the enthusiastic applause of the queen from the days when she was young and anxious to use her power for the good of the Master and his dulcet sound., the sound that goes straight to your heart.
http://youtu.be/xTZgMQ7TVes
"Nothing I know brings on the glow/Like sweet applause."
The absolute necessity for applause was made in big, brassy Broadway fashion with the title song from Betty Comden and Adolph Green's Tony Award -winning 1970 musical "Applause." It provided the title of this article and the heading above.
In it a group of aspiring actors sing their hearts out in the number that explains why they do so much, give so much, and are satisfied with so little. This is the reason: "You've had a taste of/The sound that says love/Applause, applause, applause."
Now, the most important question. Do you give these folks what they need, or are you niggardly with praise, stingy with compliments, asking for everything, giving little, perhaps nothing in return? If this has been your modus operandi to date it is long past time to change. These recommendations will help.
1) Always find something to compliment in every live production of any kind. No matter how poor the production, how amateur, how imperfect, heart, soul, energies, imagination and ardor have gone into its creation. The oeuvre may be in need of any number of ameliorations... but you should focus less on those than on the (even infinitesimal) good that is delivered.
2) Have you seen brilliance in the work at hand? First, applaud strenuously. Think as you must how much time, treasure, imagination, practice, rewriting, rethinking, recasting, more practice have transpired to achieve this result. Respond accordingly.
3) Jump up when the word "bravissimo" is called for. Remember, when you enter into the world of the creative artist, you enter into a partnership. The artist gives of his talent, showing you his soul, ensuring that you have his very best. Then it is your turn.... your response should be nicely calibrated to ensure that what you say and do is as good as what you have experienced.
4) Whenever possible meet the performer and render your homage graciously and in person. For a good illustration of how this works, consider this. When I was in graduate school at Harvard, my roommate was mad for the theatre, particularly the Broadway theatre... And so in 1971 when "70, Girls, 70" came to Boston for its pre-Broadway shake-down cruise, I took him. He was so enthusiastic about it, I wrote to Tommy Breslin, the youngest member of the cast, and invited him to dinner any night after the production. He responded promptly and we arranged to have him arrive at the bistro after my roommate and I were seated; Breslin astonishing him by greeting him as an old friend and sitting down to dinner.... Thus commenced a memorable evening that made Breslin feel like god and provided more evidence (if any were necessary) that I was Mephisto. Anyone might have done it... but, hey presto, I did.
You can also do this.
During the time I lived in London working on my first book, my mother came to visit. I held a party at the Women's City Club for her and invited all my friends, including someone I didn't know but knew she wanted to meet, the great actor Sir John Gielgud. He was starring in a West End play and I explained in my invitation my mother was his most fervent fan. There was no response...
... until the day of the party. Then, the event in full swing, an ancient footman walked up the great staircase, silver salver in gloved hand. In time honored tradition he bellowed her name... and handed her a letter... a letter from Sir John saying how sorry he was he could not attend, had a matinee, but wanted to let her know how honored he was by her good opinion and loyalty. This letter, still amongst my voluminous papers, was met with disbelief... joy... and deep gratitude. It was, after all, the right thing to do...
Begin today.
Each of us possesses an unlimited ability to applaud others. The question is not whether you can do it, whether you should do it, but whether you will do it. Thus, it all rests upon you, your good heart, kindness, and willingness to do the little that will give so much well earned happiness to so many.
"You're thinking your through/That nobody cares/Then suddenly you hear it starting." Be the person who starts it...
About the Author
Harvard-educated Dr. Jeffrey Lant is CEO of Worldprofit, Inc., providing a wide range of online services for small and-home based businesses. Services include home business training, affiliate marketing training, earn-at-home programs, traffic tools, advertising, webcasting, hosting, design, WordPress Blogs and more. Find out why Worldprofit is considered the # 1 online Home Business Training program by getting a free Associate Membership today. Republished with author's permission by Lawrence Rinke http://ActionEqualsProfit.com. Check out Millionaire Society -> http://www.ActionEqualsProfit.com/?rd=dt4yPYbO
Lawrence Rinke
Business Coach
President : ActionEqualsProfit.com
Join Me On Skype: lawrencecrinke
P.S., If you would like content like this free to use in your blog to generate leads .Give me a call at 310-561-2580, I’d be glad to tell you how, or Leave phone number in comment. . I respond immediately to all comments.
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“Wow! I’m ecstatic to tell you that I’ve snagged another one of Dr. Lant’s superb articles.”
I wish to thank each and everyone of you who read this “Blog” and those who take the time out of their busy day to comment. We are only just getting started here. So please do keep reading and especially making comments. The direction of this “Blog” comes from you and the comments that you impart to us. Today’s “Blog:..'The sound that says love. Applause, applause, applause!'
So as I mentioned to you above. Comment, Comment, Comment. Your opinionhttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif matters so make it known. Until Tomorrow. You can reach me by email lrewhomebusiness@gmail.com; cell phone 310-561-2580, or Skype me at lawencecrinke http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif . And I want to hear from each and EVERY one of you
by Dr. Jeffrey Lant
Author's program note. This article is long overdue. It will be read with avidity, total agreement, and a rain of kudos for me from anyone who writes, sings, plays, paints, acts, mimes, speaks, or does deeds of daring- do on the flying trapeze. All of us, every single one of us, not only relishes the recognition of applause, not only craves it right down to the last clap, but lives for it... as the one essential element we must have to induce us to give of our best, time after time.
For the incidental music to today's article I have selected the opera "Paride e Elena" (1770) of Christof Willibald von Gluck, particularly the aria "O del mio dolce ardor". Here's why: Gluck was the music teacher of Marie Antoinette, before she became queen of France (1774) and a figure of controversy and tragedy. Of all the musicians she might have studied with, she loved Gluck -- and this aria -- the best.
http://youtu.be/x8uj2ODEbQA
And so, when queen of France and of Navarre, she wanted to give him and his audacious works the benefit of her patronage. Towards this end, she introduced him to the disapproving, uncomprehending, unbending, and obdurate members of the Court. Per protocol, they listened, got what benefit they might, but could not, likely would not put hands together and clap their acknowledgement, their approval, their enthusiasm, their bliss for Gluck and his soaring brilliance.
Such a mark of approbation was unprecedented, even by the king himself. And so when Marie Antoinette rose and in an act of temerity, began to clap, she clapped alone... ... but only for a moment... for her sovereign lord and master (who understood the power of wives) soon clapped too... and what a king of France did, the world did... thus was the concept of applause born at Versailles, a tradition to this very day.
Go, then, to any search engine and find this masterpiece by Gluck. Listen carefully; you can just hear the enthusiastic applause of the queen from the days when she was young and anxious to use her power for the good of the Master and his dulcet sound., the sound that goes straight to your heart.
http://youtu.be/xTZgMQ7TVes
"Nothing I know brings on the glow/Like sweet applause."
The absolute necessity for applause was made in big, brassy Broadway fashion with the title song from Betty Comden and Adolph Green's Tony Award -winning 1970 musical "Applause." It provided the title of this article and the heading above.
In it a group of aspiring actors sing their hearts out in the number that explains why they do so much, give so much, and are satisfied with so little. This is the reason: "You've had a taste of/The sound that says love/Applause, applause, applause."
Now, the most important question. Do you give these folks what they need, or are you niggardly with praise, stingy with compliments, asking for everything, giving little, perhaps nothing in return? If this has been your modus operandi to date it is long past time to change. These recommendations will help.
1) Always find something to compliment in every live production of any kind. No matter how poor the production, how amateur, how imperfect, heart, soul, energies, imagination and ardor have gone into its creation. The oeuvre may be in need of any number of ameliorations... but you should focus less on those than on the (even infinitesimal) good that is delivered.
2) Have you seen brilliance in the work at hand? First, applaud strenuously. Think as you must how much time, treasure, imagination, practice, rewriting, rethinking, recasting, more practice have transpired to achieve this result. Respond accordingly.
3) Jump up when the word "bravissimo" is called for. Remember, when you enter into the world of the creative artist, you enter into a partnership. The artist gives of his talent, showing you his soul, ensuring that you have his very best. Then it is your turn.... your response should be nicely calibrated to ensure that what you say and do is as good as what you have experienced.
4) Whenever possible meet the performer and render your homage graciously and in person. For a good illustration of how this works, consider this. When I was in graduate school at Harvard, my roommate was mad for the theatre, particularly the Broadway theatre... And so in 1971 when "70, Girls, 70" came to Boston for its pre-Broadway shake-down cruise, I took him. He was so enthusiastic about it, I wrote to Tommy Breslin, the youngest member of the cast, and invited him to dinner any night after the production. He responded promptly and we arranged to have him arrive at the bistro after my roommate and I were seated; Breslin astonishing him by greeting him as an old friend and sitting down to dinner.... Thus commenced a memorable evening that made Breslin feel like god and provided more evidence (if any were necessary) that I was Mephisto. Anyone might have done it... but, hey presto, I did.
You can also do this.
During the time I lived in London working on my first book, my mother came to visit. I held a party at the Women's City Club for her and invited all my friends, including someone I didn't know but knew she wanted to meet, the great actor Sir John Gielgud. He was starring in a West End play and I explained in my invitation my mother was his most fervent fan. There was no response...
... until the day of the party. Then, the event in full swing, an ancient footman walked up the great staircase, silver salver in gloved hand. In time honored tradition he bellowed her name... and handed her a letter... a letter from Sir John saying how sorry he was he could not attend, had a matinee, but wanted to let her know how honored he was by her good opinion and loyalty. This letter, still amongst my voluminous papers, was met with disbelief... joy... and deep gratitude. It was, after all, the right thing to do...
Begin today.
Each of us possesses an unlimited ability to applaud others. The question is not whether you can do it, whether you should do it, but whether you will do it. Thus, it all rests upon you, your good heart, kindness, and willingness to do the little that will give so much well earned happiness to so many.
"You're thinking your through/That nobody cares/Then suddenly you hear it starting." Be the person who starts it...
About the Author
Harvard-educated Dr. Jeffrey Lant is CEO of Worldprofit, Inc., providing a wide range of online services for small and-home based businesses. Services include home business training, affiliate marketing training, earn-at-home programs, traffic tools, advertising, webcasting, hosting, design, WordPress Blogs and more. Find out why Worldprofit is considered the # 1 online Home Business Training program by getting a free Associate Membership today. Republished with author's permission by Lawrence Rinke http://ActionEqualsProfit.com. Check out Millionaire Society -> http://www.ActionEqualsProfit.com/?rd=dt4yPYbO
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Sunday, April 8, 2012
On dandelions. Their splendor in the grass.
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by Dr. Jeffrey Lant
Author's program note. I had been up all night working on an article on global warming. The subject, serious, is draining, demanding, necessarily thought provoking, disturbing. As the sun began to rise, showing its intentions by the first light of a brand-new day, I wrote the last word... and went immediately into the Cambridge Common for air, for light, to be freed from the sobering realities of my midnight researches.
At this early hour, where the vestiges of night still prevailed, as if unwilling to leave, there was no one present... and this distressed me, for I was in need of a smile, a word or two of greeting, and (were I fortunate) a friend. For my night's work had been long and distressful, spent considering the vulnerabilities of Earth and the growing likelihood that our species, having had our way with this planet, was unwilling, perhaps unable, to do what is necessary to save our only, our collective home. Yes, I needed a friend... and solace.
Then there it was... a sight I had seen for every one of my 65 years... and which was there for me now in the full vibrancy of its joyous yellow. The dandelion. And as if it knew my need, it took me back at once to the springtime of my life when my thoughts were not cosmic or burdensome... but soaring, unfettered, generous, happy. All this one single dandelion, radiant in the mud, delivered to me, glad to be of service. And I smiled, gloom lightened by the dandelion's undoubted splendor in the grass, gracious gift to me so many times before; gracious gift to me again now bidding me face the world and its daunting troubles with more cheer... and even hope...
Mick Jagger and Keith Richards, more sensitive than they might like to show, knew the friendship and power of the dandelion. In 1967 their Rolling Stones sang this:
"Dandelion don't tell no lies Dandelion will make you wise Tell me if she laughs or cries Blow away dandelion."
You'll find this song in any search engine. Go now and listen carefully, to both the version by the Rolling Stones and the unexpected beauty of the one played by the London Symphony Orchestra. And understand this: a plant that can inspire such sentiments can surely be no weed but must be instead a thing of joy and beneficence.
http://youtu.be/Urzxg3IAWNE The Rolling Stones-"Dandelion"(1967)
http://youtu.be/uZNrRfJLfOc Dandelion, Rolling Stones (London Symphony Orchestra's cover)
Facts about the dandelion.
Taraxacum is a large genus of flowering plants in the family Asteraceae. They are native to Eurasia and North Africa, and two species, T. officinale and T. erythrospermum are found as weeds worldwide.
The common name dandelion comes from the French, dent-de-lion, meaning lion's tooth. Like other members of the Asteraceae family, they have very small flowers collected together into a composite flower head. Each single flower is called a floret. Many Taraxacum species produce seeds asexually by apomixis, where the seeds are produced without pollination, resulting in offspring that are genetically identical to the parent plant.
These are the facts and as such are important... but no where near as important as what follows, for the dandelion, remembering me from a lifetime of visits with its ancestors, was candid about its situation and how little the people passing by know of it... and its myriad services to our kind. I listened in the pristine dawn to what he told me... for he needed to tell and I needed to hear...
Poets and dandelions.
Most of the many poets who have written about dandelions are women.... and whilst they undoubtedly mean well... they have grossly misunderstand the dandelion. And here he offered one cogent example after another, starting with these words from Helen Barron Bostwick's no doubt unintentionally condescending poem "Little dandelion", irritating the dandelion right from its title and irritating it throughout with its ill-considered aggravating descriptions: "Bright little Dandelion... Wise little Dandelion... True little dandelion" and many similar misunderstandings and provocations.
Dandelions, he told me, are resolute, bold, tenacious, determined pathfinders. How else had they covered the known world in an imperium greater than all the captains general of human history combined?
But there was more, much more to come as the eloquent dandelion warmed to his subject...
In her poem "To a Dandelion" Helen Gray Cone wrote of the "Humble Dandelion" while an equally uncomprehending Hilda Conkling said "Little soldier with the golden helmet." As he rattled off the evidence so long accumulated and earnestly considered, his dew touched leaves quivered, for this dandelion spoke for all his aggrieved species. But here I, who had needed comfort just a moment ago, was able to give it, the truest measure of empathy and satisfaction.
I did not merely regard but fully perceived this agitated friend. So I whispered these words, to be carried and delivered by the lightest of breezes... "There is more knowledge of you than you may know, more reasons to be of the good cheer you have shared with me than you may have ever known or considered." And here I recited the always insightful and soothing words of a man who had, like me, truly perceived more in the dandelion than their littleness... This man was the Great Republic's great poet Walt Whitman. These were his simple, evocative words from his masterpiece "Leaves of Grass" (1855):
"Simple and fresh and fair from winter's close emerging/ As if no artifice of fashion, business, politics, had ever been/ Forth from its sunny nook of shelter'd grass -- innocent, golden, calm as the dawn/ the spring's first dandelion shows its trustful face."
"I remember... yes, I remember." And tears of remembrance mixed with the dew.. for these generous sentiments, celestial, obliterated an ocean of misstatements and misunderstandings, a single word of generosity and genius providing an infinity of bliss.
And so we understood each other, this bright yellow dandelion accoutered in radiance and I. We had both found a friend and been refreshed, each giving the other what he most needed then, all that was necessary to trek our laborious path. Thus we parted, happy with our chance encounter, our lives enhanced, our burden bearable again:
"Little girls and boys come out to play/ Bring your dandelions to blow away/ Dandelion don't tell no lies/ Dandelion will make you wise." And no one knows it better than I...
*** We invite you to post your comments to this article below.
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I wish to thank each and everyone of you who read this “Blog” and those who take the time out of their busy day to comment. We are only just getting started here. So please do keep reading and especially making comments. The direction of this “Blog” comes from you and the comments that you impart to us. Today’s “Blog:..On dandelions. Their splendor in the grass.
So as I mentioned to you above. Comment, Comment, Comment. Your opinionhttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif matters so make it known. Until Tomorrow. You can reach me by email lrewhomebusiness@gmail.com; cell phone 310-561-2580, or Skype me at lawencecrinke http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif . And I want to hear from each and EVERY one of you
by Dr. Jeffrey Lant
Author's program note. I had been up all night working on an article on global warming. The subject, serious, is draining, demanding, necessarily thought provoking, disturbing. As the sun began to rise, showing its intentions by the first light of a brand-new day, I wrote the last word... and went immediately into the Cambridge Common for air, for light, to be freed from the sobering realities of my midnight researches.
At this early hour, where the vestiges of night still prevailed, as if unwilling to leave, there was no one present... and this distressed me, for I was in need of a smile, a word or two of greeting, and (were I fortunate) a friend. For my night's work had been long and distressful, spent considering the vulnerabilities of Earth and the growing likelihood that our species, having had our way with this planet, was unwilling, perhaps unable, to do what is necessary to save our only, our collective home. Yes, I needed a friend... and solace.
Then there it was... a sight I had seen for every one of my 65 years... and which was there for me now in the full vibrancy of its joyous yellow. The dandelion. And as if it knew my need, it took me back at once to the springtime of my life when my thoughts were not cosmic or burdensome... but soaring, unfettered, generous, happy. All this one single dandelion, radiant in the mud, delivered to me, glad to be of service. And I smiled, gloom lightened by the dandelion's undoubted splendor in the grass, gracious gift to me so many times before; gracious gift to me again now bidding me face the world and its daunting troubles with more cheer... and even hope...
Mick Jagger and Keith Richards, more sensitive than they might like to show, knew the friendship and power of the dandelion. In 1967 their Rolling Stones sang this:
"Dandelion don't tell no lies Dandelion will make you wise Tell me if she laughs or cries Blow away dandelion."
You'll find this song in any search engine. Go now and listen carefully, to both the version by the Rolling Stones and the unexpected beauty of the one played by the London Symphony Orchestra. And understand this: a plant that can inspire such sentiments can surely be no weed but must be instead a thing of joy and beneficence.
http://youtu.be/Urzxg3IAWNE The Rolling Stones-"Dandelion"(1967)
http://youtu.be/uZNrRfJLfOc Dandelion, Rolling Stones (London Symphony Orchestra's cover)
Facts about the dandelion.
Taraxacum is a large genus of flowering plants in the family Asteraceae. They are native to Eurasia and North Africa, and two species, T. officinale and T. erythrospermum are found as weeds worldwide.
The common name dandelion comes from the French, dent-de-lion, meaning lion's tooth. Like other members of the Asteraceae family, they have very small flowers collected together into a composite flower head. Each single flower is called a floret. Many Taraxacum species produce seeds asexually by apomixis, where the seeds are produced without pollination, resulting in offspring that are genetically identical to the parent plant.
These are the facts and as such are important... but no where near as important as what follows, for the dandelion, remembering me from a lifetime of visits with its ancestors, was candid about its situation and how little the people passing by know of it... and its myriad services to our kind. I listened in the pristine dawn to what he told me... for he needed to tell and I needed to hear...
Poets and dandelions.
Most of the many poets who have written about dandelions are women.... and whilst they undoubtedly mean well... they have grossly misunderstand the dandelion. And here he offered one cogent example after another, starting with these words from Helen Barron Bostwick's no doubt unintentionally condescending poem "Little dandelion", irritating the dandelion right from its title and irritating it throughout with its ill-considered aggravating descriptions: "Bright little Dandelion... Wise little Dandelion... True little dandelion" and many similar misunderstandings and provocations.
Dandelions, he told me, are resolute, bold, tenacious, determined pathfinders. How else had they covered the known world in an imperium greater than all the captains general of human history combined?
But there was more, much more to come as the eloquent dandelion warmed to his subject...
In her poem "To a Dandelion" Helen Gray Cone wrote of the "Humble Dandelion" while an equally uncomprehending Hilda Conkling said "Little soldier with the golden helmet." As he rattled off the evidence so long accumulated and earnestly considered, his dew touched leaves quivered, for this dandelion spoke for all his aggrieved species. But here I, who had needed comfort just a moment ago, was able to give it, the truest measure of empathy and satisfaction.
I did not merely regard but fully perceived this agitated friend. So I whispered these words, to be carried and delivered by the lightest of breezes... "There is more knowledge of you than you may know, more reasons to be of the good cheer you have shared with me than you may have ever known or considered." And here I recited the always insightful and soothing words of a man who had, like me, truly perceived more in the dandelion than their littleness... This man was the Great Republic's great poet Walt Whitman. These were his simple, evocative words from his masterpiece "Leaves of Grass" (1855):
"Simple and fresh and fair from winter's close emerging/ As if no artifice of fashion, business, politics, had ever been/ Forth from its sunny nook of shelter'd grass -- innocent, golden, calm as the dawn/ the spring's first dandelion shows its trustful face."
"I remember... yes, I remember." And tears of remembrance mixed with the dew.. for these generous sentiments, celestial, obliterated an ocean of misstatements and misunderstandings, a single word of generosity and genius providing an infinity of bliss.
And so we understood each other, this bright yellow dandelion accoutered in radiance and I. We had both found a friend and been refreshed, each giving the other what he most needed then, all that was necessary to trek our laborious path. Thus we parted, happy with our chance encounter, our lives enhanced, our burden bearable again:
"Little girls and boys come out to play/ Bring your dandelions to blow away/ Dandelion don't tell no lies/ Dandelion will make you wise." And no one knows it better than I...
*** We invite you to post your comments to this article below.
About the Author
Harvard-educated Dr. Jeffrey Lant is CEO of Worldprofit, Inc., providing a wide range of online services for small and-home based businesses. Services include home business training, affiliate marketing training, earn-at-home programs, traffic tools, advertising, webcasting, hosting, design, WordPress Blogs and more. Find out why Worldprofit is considered the # 1 online Home Business Training program by getting a free Associate Membership today. Republished with author's permission by Lawrence Rinke http://ActionEqualsProfit.com. Check out Millionaire Society -> http://silver45b.msociety.hop.clickbank.net
Lawrence Rinke
Business Coach
President : ActionEqualsProfit.com
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6 Easy Steps To Separating Your Personal Life From Your Business
If you work from home, chances are you already know that you?re really pulling ?double duty?. You probably work on your business while doing the laundry, corralling the kids, or fixing dinner... and let?s not forget all the phone calls from family and friends expecting you to run errands or just "go out" for an afternoon of fun.
One of the hardest parts of running a home business is separating your work from your family and social life. Here are six proven ways to keep your home life running smoothly while keeping your business on track.
1. First, create a work schedule and stick with it. It may be tempting to answer personal calls during the day or take business calls after-hours, but doing this actually shows that you?re expendable ? not dependable ? and people will take for granted that you?ll ?always be there? for any little things that come up. Even though family comes first, stay true to your business hours and resist the urge to chat with friends or pick up groceries during working hours.
2. Your friends may consider ?working from home? an invitation to chat during the day or just go out for coffee or shopping for an afternoon. Make it clear that your business hours are just that ? for business. Leave personal calls for after-hours, and you?ll find that your friends will gradually accept your schedule without feeling slighted.
3. Just because you have to set up a work schedule, doesn?t mean that you have to keep the same hours as everyone else. One of the benefits of working for yourself is setting your own hours to fit your most productive times. Whether you?re an early bird or a night owl, you?ll find that you?ll get much more done when you?re attuned to your body?s own natural rhythms. Some people work in the morning, take a break in the afternoon when the kids are home from school, and work again in the evening. Schedule your work time when you feel the most productive and you?ll find that things get done easier, faster and better than when you were dragging along during those same rigid work hours that everyone else has.
4. If getting after-hours business calls or work day personal calls is a problem, it helps to have a separate business phone line, or at least an answering machine or voice mail, to take the incoming calls. This also gives your business a more professional appearance to clients than if you and your family make and receive calls from the same phone line.
5. If at all possible, try to separate your ?home office? from the rest of your home. If you don?t have the luxury of a separate room, a room partition or screen can be just as helpful. This also serves as a visual cue to family that you?re working and shouldn?t be bothered.
6. Dress and act professionally while working. Some people find it helpful to dress in casual business attire during their working hours. This reinforces that just because you?re working from home doesn?t make you any less of a professional. Answer the phone with your name, or business name, and keep your children off the phone during business hours. Also, spend money investing in the tools you need to do your job right. A cell phone, fax machine or even a budget computer can help turn your home office into a true workspace.
If you follow all of these tips and stick with them, chances are you?ll find a routine that not only makes you feel productive and active in your business, but also projects the message that you mean business ? literally!
Lawrence Rinke is the Owner of http://ActionEqualsProfit.com. Check us out anytime for marketing tips and a free subscription to our cutting edge newsletter. Check out Millionaire Society -> http://www.ActionEqualsProfit.com/?rd=dt4yPYbO
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One of the hardest parts of running a home business is separating your work from your family and social life. Here are six proven ways to keep your home life running smoothly while keeping your business on track.
1. First, create a work schedule and stick with it. It may be tempting to answer personal calls during the day or take business calls after-hours, but doing this actually shows that you?re expendable ? not dependable ? and people will take for granted that you?ll ?always be there? for any little things that come up. Even though family comes first, stay true to your business hours and resist the urge to chat with friends or pick up groceries during working hours.
2. Your friends may consider ?working from home? an invitation to chat during the day or just go out for coffee or shopping for an afternoon. Make it clear that your business hours are just that ? for business. Leave personal calls for after-hours, and you?ll find that your friends will gradually accept your schedule without feeling slighted.
3. Just because you have to set up a work schedule, doesn?t mean that you have to keep the same hours as everyone else. One of the benefits of working for yourself is setting your own hours to fit your most productive times. Whether you?re an early bird or a night owl, you?ll find that you?ll get much more done when you?re attuned to your body?s own natural rhythms. Some people work in the morning, take a break in the afternoon when the kids are home from school, and work again in the evening. Schedule your work time when you feel the most productive and you?ll find that things get done easier, faster and better than when you were dragging along during those same rigid work hours that everyone else has.
4. If getting after-hours business calls or work day personal calls is a problem, it helps to have a separate business phone line, or at least an answering machine or voice mail, to take the incoming calls. This also gives your business a more professional appearance to clients than if you and your family make and receive calls from the same phone line.
5. If at all possible, try to separate your ?home office? from the rest of your home. If you don?t have the luxury of a separate room, a room partition or screen can be just as helpful. This also serves as a visual cue to family that you?re working and shouldn?t be bothered.
6. Dress and act professionally while working. Some people find it helpful to dress in casual business attire during their working hours. This reinforces that just because you?re working from home doesn?t make you any less of a professional. Answer the phone with your name, or business name, and keep your children off the phone during business hours. Also, spend money investing in the tools you need to do your job right. A cell phone, fax machine or even a budget computer can help turn your home office into a true workspace.
If you follow all of these tips and stick with them, chances are you?ll find a routine that not only makes you feel productive and active in your business, but also projects the message that you mean business ? literally!
Lawrence Rinke is the Owner of http://ActionEqualsProfit.com. Check us out anytime for marketing tips and a free subscription to our cutting edge newsletter. Check out Millionaire Society -> http://www.ActionEqualsProfit.com/?rd=dt4yPYbO
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Thursday, April 5, 2012
'Gonna get along without ya now.' The words no CEO ever wants to hear...and what you must do to make sure you never do.
“Wow! I’m ecstatic to tell you that I’ve snagged another one of Dr. Lant’s superb articles.”
I wish to thank each and everyone of you who read this “Blog” and those who take the time out of their busy day to comment. We are only just getting started here. So please do keep reading and especially making comments. The direction of this “Blog” comes from you and the comments that you impart to us. Today’s “Blog:.. 'Gonna get along without ya now.' The words no CEO ever wants to hear...and what you must do to make sure you never do.
So as I mentioned to you above. Comment, Comment, Comment. Your opinionhttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif matters so make it known. Until Tomorrow. You can reach me by email lrewhomebusiness@gmail.com; cell phone 310-561-2580, or Skype me at lawencecrinke http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif . And I want to hear from each and EVERY one of you
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Author's program note. In 1952 Teresa Brewer sang a peppy little ditty called "Gonna get along without ya now." It was bubble gum music, all bobby socks and pony tails. Sweet sixteen though it was, its lyrics perfect for the soda shop, there was yet a salient point here that none of us can ever forget. We are all expendable, replaceable, just a movable part in any organization. It is a sobering thought for any person, but it's vital every CEO of every organization not only understand this essential truth, but build his administration on it and rule accordingly.
Before reading the rest of this article, go to any search engine and find this tale of comeuppance warbled by Ms. Brewer. Carefully read its lyrics, including this unforgettable couplet:
"Got along without ya before I met ya Gonna get along without ya now."
What a CEO is and what a CEO must do... crucial aspects of the job you never learn at Harvard Business School.
For the last almost 20 years now, I have been a CEO, specifically CEO of worldprofit.com, which began its life in 1994 as an Internet hosting company, expanding since then into providing complete Web traffic and online services, tools for every kind of business organization. Let me be perfectly candid with you; the daily education I've had over the past two decades has been not only practical, exhaustive and timely, but hands-on and never-ending, as must inevitably be any training and instruction about e-matters.
The necessary training has included, but was never just limited to matters fiduciary, legal, product development, marketing, and sales. But the most important instruction of all has been what I've learned about handling people; in this case the other partners, employees, our unique online monitors, and, always, our customers worldwide for together these far-flung people constitute the vital essence of our business... as such people will constitute the vital essence of yours. Just how you handle them will determine not only the degree of success delivered by your administration but whether you will be allowed to keep your lofty position at all.
My father's insight.
My father, Donald Marshall Lant, spent almost all his life in business managerial positions. As a result he came to develop a keen understanding of why some executives rise, whilst others stumble, fall, and pass as a matter of course into oblivion.
As sharp as a tack at age 86, he is still adamant on a significant point he insisted my siblings and I understand, a principle not only for business success but also for living the best lived life: "Learn to manage people," he insisted, "and you can achieve anything." Right as rain here as elsewhere, he reminded us (particularly at such moments when we seemed to have forgotten) of this crucial adage; at these times he also taught us clear, practical and field-tested admonitions, tactics, and the wisdom that only comes from experience.
Now, here, I am enriching you with as many of these people management insights as the space allows.
1) Know their names.
The first rule for successful CEOs is to know the names of the people, ALL the people, who are part of your patrimony. People like to know that you, Poobah of the Western Isles, know them.... and their names.
Hint: Make up flash cards with the names of people associated with the enterprise you head. This is a superb way to turn "scrap" time into stronger relations with your people. 2) Use them.
This ought to be self evident to every CEO; yet how many of you wonder whether your CEO knows you even exist, much less your name?
3) Know their families.
Family and all its elements are most important to the people most important to you. Make it a point to get the names of spouse and children. And when you've congratulated their proud mama or papa, send this intelligence to them, so that they understand just how valued their parent is and how essential their services to you.
4) Contact them when they're ill.
This is a biggie. When those connected with your enterprise fall ill, each wonders whether this will adversely affect their relationship with you and their job. By calling and visiting you reassure them at a difficult time. And, remember, while sending flowers and a fruit basket is nice; they want to hear from YOU!
5) Pop up at their work stations... and never come empty-handed.
Do you know every nook and cranny, every department and project of the company you head? If not master the elements of your enterprise by stopping by the various work stations which constitute the parts of your empire. And never, ever go empty- handed. Bring gifts, gift certificates, checks. Remember, you are the deliverer of the loaves and fishes. Act like it.
6) Share your (particularly edible) gifts and treats.
CEOs by virtue of their high office gets lots of presents. Share these with some of the hard working folks in your business. They will never forget the gesture, your kindness and thoughtfulness. These are the memories that they'll remember forever... and the person who made it happen -- you.
7) Praise and congratulate... and (get the drift?) never come empty-handed.
No one is better placed in your organization to give plaudits and kudos than you are. Thus because you can, you must. Within your company you are, like the sovereign of England in hers, the Fountain of Honor. It is an evocative image, an image of liberality, giving, and above all the empathy that should epitomize your administration.
8) Make impromptu invitations.
No particular plans for lunch today? Great! Select two or three of the essential people in your organization and invite them to share tuna fish sandwiches with you. Make it clear it's a chance to get better acquainted and to share their views and informed opinions with you. You'll soon grow addicted to these "come as you are" events, making friend after friend, supporter after supporter.
9) Deliver promotions, raises and bonuses personally.
When the news is good, make yourself its Mercury. When was the last time you saw your CEO deliver even the best of news? Exactly. That's why when you get to the top of the corporate tree, you'll perform this task yourself... and gladly.
10) Implement at least one of these recommendations every day you wish to remain CEO, or advance from your present position. Don't miss a single day or opportunity. If you do that, Teresa Brewer will have a very different song to sing, for they can't get along without you now. Boom Boom Boom Boom.
About the Author
Harvard-educated Dr. Jeffrey Lant is CEO of Worldprofit, Inc., providing a wide range of online services for small and-home based businesses. Services include home business training, affiliate marketing training, earn-at-home programs, traffic tools, advertising, webcasting, hosting, design, WordPress Blogs and more. Find out why Worldprofit is considered the # 1 online Home Business Training program by getting a free Associate Membership today. Republished with author's permission by Lawrence Rinke http://ActionEqualsProfit.com. Check out Passive Paydays -> http://www.ActionEqualsProfit.com/?rd=gs6Fm8Ia
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Author's program note. In 1952 Teresa Brewer sang a peppy little ditty called "Gonna get along without ya now." It was bubble gum music, all bobby socks and pony tails. Sweet sixteen though it was, its lyrics perfect for the soda shop, there was yet a salient point here that none of us can ever forget. We are all expendable, replaceable, just a movable part in any organization. It is a sobering thought for any person, but it's vital every CEO of every organization not only understand this essential truth, but build his administration on it and rule accordingly.
Before reading the rest of this article, go to any search engine and find this tale of comeuppance warbled by Ms. Brewer. Carefully read its lyrics, including this unforgettable couplet:
"Got along without ya before I met ya Gonna get along without ya now."
What a CEO is and what a CEO must do... crucial aspects of the job you never learn at Harvard Business School.
For the last almost 20 years now, I have been a CEO, specifically CEO of worldprofit.com, which began its life in 1994 as an Internet hosting company, expanding since then into providing complete Web traffic and online services, tools for every kind of business organization. Let me be perfectly candid with you; the daily education I've had over the past two decades has been not only practical, exhaustive and timely, but hands-on and never-ending, as must inevitably be any training and instruction about e-matters.
The necessary training has included, but was never just limited to matters fiduciary, legal, product development, marketing, and sales. But the most important instruction of all has been what I've learned about handling people; in this case the other partners, employees, our unique online monitors, and, always, our customers worldwide for together these far-flung people constitute the vital essence of our business... as such people will constitute the vital essence of yours. Just how you handle them will determine not only the degree of success delivered by your administration but whether you will be allowed to keep your lofty position at all.
My father's insight.
My father, Donald Marshall Lant, spent almost all his life in business managerial positions. As a result he came to develop a keen understanding of why some executives rise, whilst others stumble, fall, and pass as a matter of course into oblivion.
As sharp as a tack at age 86, he is still adamant on a significant point he insisted my siblings and I understand, a principle not only for business success but also for living the best lived life: "Learn to manage people," he insisted, "and you can achieve anything." Right as rain here as elsewhere, he reminded us (particularly at such moments when we seemed to have forgotten) of this crucial adage; at these times he also taught us clear, practical and field-tested admonitions, tactics, and the wisdom that only comes from experience.
Now, here, I am enriching you with as many of these people management insights as the space allows.
1) Know their names.
The first rule for successful CEOs is to know the names of the people, ALL the people, who are part of your patrimony. People like to know that you, Poobah of the Western Isles, know them.... and their names.
Hint: Make up flash cards with the names of people associated with the enterprise you head. This is a superb way to turn "scrap" time into stronger relations with your people. 2) Use them.
This ought to be self evident to every CEO; yet how many of you wonder whether your CEO knows you even exist, much less your name?
3) Know their families.
Family and all its elements are most important to the people most important to you. Make it a point to get the names of spouse and children. And when you've congratulated their proud mama or papa, send this intelligence to them, so that they understand just how valued their parent is and how essential their services to you.
4) Contact them when they're ill.
This is a biggie. When those connected with your enterprise fall ill, each wonders whether this will adversely affect their relationship with you and their job. By calling and visiting you reassure them at a difficult time. And, remember, while sending flowers and a fruit basket is nice; they want to hear from YOU!
5) Pop up at their work stations... and never come empty-handed.
Do you know every nook and cranny, every department and project of the company you head? If not master the elements of your enterprise by stopping by the various work stations which constitute the parts of your empire. And never, ever go empty- handed. Bring gifts, gift certificates, checks. Remember, you are the deliverer of the loaves and fishes. Act like it.
6) Share your (particularly edible) gifts and treats.
CEOs by virtue of their high office gets lots of presents. Share these with some of the hard working folks in your business. They will never forget the gesture, your kindness and thoughtfulness. These are the memories that they'll remember forever... and the person who made it happen -- you.
7) Praise and congratulate... and (get the drift?) never come empty-handed.
No one is better placed in your organization to give plaudits and kudos than you are. Thus because you can, you must. Within your company you are, like the sovereign of England in hers, the Fountain of Honor. It is an evocative image, an image of liberality, giving, and above all the empathy that should epitomize your administration.
8) Make impromptu invitations.
No particular plans for lunch today? Great! Select two or three of the essential people in your organization and invite them to share tuna fish sandwiches with you. Make it clear it's a chance to get better acquainted and to share their views and informed opinions with you. You'll soon grow addicted to these "come as you are" events, making friend after friend, supporter after supporter.
9) Deliver promotions, raises and bonuses personally.
When the news is good, make yourself its Mercury. When was the last time you saw your CEO deliver even the best of news? Exactly. That's why when you get to the top of the corporate tree, you'll perform this task yourself... and gladly.
10) Implement at least one of these recommendations every day you wish to remain CEO, or advance from your present position. Don't miss a single day or opportunity. If you do that, Teresa Brewer will have a very different song to sing, for they can't get along without you now. Boom Boom Boom Boom.
About the Author
Harvard-educated Dr. Jeffrey Lant is CEO of Worldprofit, Inc., providing a wide range of online services for small and-home based businesses. Services include home business training, affiliate marketing training, earn-at-home programs, traffic tools, advertising, webcasting, hosting, design, WordPress Blogs and more. Find out why Worldprofit is considered the # 1 online Home Business Training program by getting a free Associate Membership today. Republished with author's permission by Lawrence Rinke http://ActionEqualsProfit.com. Check out Passive Paydays -> http://www.ActionEqualsProfit.com/?rd=gs6Fm8Ia
Lawrence Rinke
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Saturday, March 31, 2012
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Monday, March 26, 2012
The most beautiful place in the world to die. Tyler Clementi... Dharun Ravi... the George Washington Bridge... and the necessity for remembrance
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the George Washington Bridge
by Dr. Jeffrey Lant
Author's program note. Tyler Clementi was a young violinist who with his obliging instrument produced sounds that touched the heart. Given world enough and time who knows where this undeniable talent, showcased in the Ridgewood Symphony Orchestra and Bergen Youth Orchestra, would have taken him? But because he was attracted to men rather than to women, he was never to know. And so today, I sit here in Cambridge starring at a photograph of a dead boy we cannot afford to forget, for to forget would be the real crime...
... but memory is sharp, hard, remorseless, exquisitely painful...
And so we must have Mozart. Mozart who so well understood life... and who with such grandeur enables us to cope with death...
Thus, as the occasional music to this tale I give you the Master's Requiem Mass in D Minor (K. 626), composed in Vienna (1791) available in any search engine... Focusing on his life, whilst never forgetting his death and uneasy spirit...
The thousands of pages dedicated to the matter of Tyler Clementi focus on when he died, how he died, why he died, and, above all, who is responsible that he died... and I shall also deal with these crucial questions. But, first and foremost, we must never lose sight of the boy at the center of this matter... for this is above all his story...
Tyler was born in 1991 in Buffalo, New York and raised in Ridgewood, New Jersey. He was a good student and like so many other aspiring musicians found life, beauty, meaning and sustenance in the celestial purity of sound, often so intense as to produce exaltation, apotheosis, catharsis, ecstasy. Tyler was one of the gifted who took mere notes on a page and produced beauty... and whenever he picked up his violin that beauty was his to command.... and to give...
... and he gave freely, liberally, with the exuberance and trust of youth and a heart that sought love and meant no harm to anyone...
And so Tyler Clementi went to Rutgers, to test himself against the best of his peers... He was just 18 years old... with a mere handful of days to live. What happened next is now a matter of detailed record... why it happened will always require the judgement of Solomon and perhaps more... for the person we long to ask -- Tyler himself -- cannot tell us.
Dramatis personnae.
Now come the principal actors...
Tyler, his roommate Dharun Ravi, fellow hallmate Molly Wei... and the gaping worldwide community found on the Internet and without which there would have been no story, no tragedy, and a happier life for all.
Here is what happened....
On the nights of September 19 and 22, 2010 Clementi texted Ravi about using their room for the evening, a thing college students have been asking their roommates forever. On the first occasion Ravi met Clementi's friend, an older man whom Ravi did not like. Nothing so far meant very much; surely no one thought that Tyler would be soon dead. But the mad chemistry of tragedy had started... and it fermented in the brain of Dharun Ravi.
Ravi now says, as well he might, that he wasn't the agent provocateur for what happened, but as he stands convicted before the world, this is not surprising.
Fact: He thought it fitting and proper to use a webcam to view a portion of Clementi's dorm-room liaison with another man... and immediately tweeted it to his list of 150 people, thus beginning its viral dissemination.
Fact: Ravi posted text messages saying "Yeah, keep the gays away" and "People are having a viewing party with a bottle of Bacardi and beer in this kid's room for my roommate", along with directions on how to view it remotely.
Fact: Ravi set up his webcam and pointed it toward's Clementi's bed, where it was found by police, still so pointed.
All this Tyler learned... and acted responsibly, complaining to his resident assistant and two other college officials. He also wrote in detail about these events on the "Just Us Boys" message board and the Yahoo message board. He asked for a new room, a new roommate, and for help. He was doing what he had to do and he was doing it responsibly.
But here is where things went so very wrong...
"Thus conscience does make cowards of us all." (Hamlet)
But something gnawed at Clementi and so 38 times following his first webcam viewing he returned... returned... and returned again and again to that bit of video that he became convinced had destroyed his life, his future, his peace of mind. He was wrong, so very wrong, but he was young, inexperienced, and, he thought alone. And that is the real tragedy...
Thus did his dark purpose commence.
8:42 PM September 22.
The cast of characters was growing now. College administrators were now involved.. Ravi was back peddling as quick as he could, minimizing what he did, why he did it, stating over and over again that he meant nothing by it, didn't mean it, apologized for it.
But already Tyler had his foot upon a very different path... He was Hamlet now, without even knowing it:
"To be, or not to be: that is the question. Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or take arms against a sea of troubles."
He had solved this conundrum.... tragically, finally, unnecessarily... an act of passion from a mind in turmoil. "The George Washington Bridge over the Hudson is the most beautiful bridge in the world." Le Corbusier
And it was here Tyler Clementi came to die, that is to say to do the extremest thing in his power... to embrace oblivion. What made him do this deed of rashness, to end everything and remove the future and every joy to come? We can never know, for his final words, sent on his cell phone from the great marvel towering above him, picked out in the brightest of lights, was brief, inadequate, far too little for such an epochal event:
"Jumping off the gw bridge sorry."
And so he jumped, alive for seconds still... already gone from the living, en route to eternity, the last things he saw, the dark waters of the Hudson, the explosion of light that was Manhattan. Then nothing... a dead boy of enigmas and secrets which I so long to know but never shall.
Envoi.
On March 16, 2012 now 20 year old Dharun Ravi was convicted of invasion of privacy and bias intimidation, a hate crime. Wherever he goes in life, however long he lives, every day he will think on young Tyler Clementi, whose vivid memory and restive spirit will be ever present... "To die, to sleep/No more... Be all my sins remember'd."
About the Author
Harvard-educated Dr. Jeffrey Lant is CEO of Worldprofit, Inc., providing a wide range of online services for small and-home based businesses. Services include home business training, affiliate marketing training, earn-at-home programs, traffic tools, advertising, webcasting, hosting, design, WordPress Blogs and more. Find out why Worldprofit is considered the # 1 online Home Business Training program by getting a free Associate Membership today. Republished with author's permission by Lawrence Rinke http://ActionEqualsProfit.com. Check out Truth About Abs -> http://www.ActionEqualsProfit.com/?rd=tp9xaE66
Lawrence Rinke
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So as I mentioned to you above. Comment, Comment, Comment. Your opinionhttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif matters so make it known. Until Tomorrow. You can reach me by email lrewhomebusiness@gmail.com; cell phone 310-561-2580, or Skype me at lawencecrinke http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif . And I want to hear from each and EVERY one of you
the George Washington Bridge
by Dr. Jeffrey Lant
Author's program note. Tyler Clementi was a young violinist who with his obliging instrument produced sounds that touched the heart. Given world enough and time who knows where this undeniable talent, showcased in the Ridgewood Symphony Orchestra and Bergen Youth Orchestra, would have taken him? But because he was attracted to men rather than to women, he was never to know. And so today, I sit here in Cambridge starring at a photograph of a dead boy we cannot afford to forget, for to forget would be the real crime...
... but memory is sharp, hard, remorseless, exquisitely painful...
And so we must have Mozart. Mozart who so well understood life... and who with such grandeur enables us to cope with death...
Thus, as the occasional music to this tale I give you the Master's Requiem Mass in D Minor (K. 626), composed in Vienna (1791) available in any search engine... Focusing on his life, whilst never forgetting his death and uneasy spirit...
The thousands of pages dedicated to the matter of Tyler Clementi focus on when he died, how he died, why he died, and, above all, who is responsible that he died... and I shall also deal with these crucial questions. But, first and foremost, we must never lose sight of the boy at the center of this matter... for this is above all his story...
Tyler was born in 1991 in Buffalo, New York and raised in Ridgewood, New Jersey. He was a good student and like so many other aspiring musicians found life, beauty, meaning and sustenance in the celestial purity of sound, often so intense as to produce exaltation, apotheosis, catharsis, ecstasy. Tyler was one of the gifted who took mere notes on a page and produced beauty... and whenever he picked up his violin that beauty was his to command.... and to give...
... and he gave freely, liberally, with the exuberance and trust of youth and a heart that sought love and meant no harm to anyone...
And so Tyler Clementi went to Rutgers, to test himself against the best of his peers... He was just 18 years old... with a mere handful of days to live. What happened next is now a matter of detailed record... why it happened will always require the judgement of Solomon and perhaps more... for the person we long to ask -- Tyler himself -- cannot tell us.
Dramatis personnae.
Now come the principal actors...
Tyler, his roommate Dharun Ravi, fellow hallmate Molly Wei... and the gaping worldwide community found on the Internet and without which there would have been no story, no tragedy, and a happier life for all.
Here is what happened....
On the nights of September 19 and 22, 2010 Clementi texted Ravi about using their room for the evening, a thing college students have been asking their roommates forever. On the first occasion Ravi met Clementi's friend, an older man whom Ravi did not like. Nothing so far meant very much; surely no one thought that Tyler would be soon dead. But the mad chemistry of tragedy had started... and it fermented in the brain of Dharun Ravi.
Ravi now says, as well he might, that he wasn't the agent provocateur for what happened, but as he stands convicted before the world, this is not surprising.
Fact: He thought it fitting and proper to use a webcam to view a portion of Clementi's dorm-room liaison with another man... and immediately tweeted it to his list of 150 people, thus beginning its viral dissemination.
Fact: Ravi posted text messages saying "Yeah, keep the gays away" and "People are having a viewing party with a bottle of Bacardi and beer in this kid's room for my roommate", along with directions on how to view it remotely.
Fact: Ravi set up his webcam and pointed it toward's Clementi's bed, where it was found by police, still so pointed.
All this Tyler learned... and acted responsibly, complaining to his resident assistant and two other college officials. He also wrote in detail about these events on the "Just Us Boys" message board and the Yahoo message board. He asked for a new room, a new roommate, and for help. He was doing what he had to do and he was doing it responsibly.
But here is where things went so very wrong...
"Thus conscience does make cowards of us all." (Hamlet)
But something gnawed at Clementi and so 38 times following his first webcam viewing he returned... returned... and returned again and again to that bit of video that he became convinced had destroyed his life, his future, his peace of mind. He was wrong, so very wrong, but he was young, inexperienced, and, he thought alone. And that is the real tragedy...
Thus did his dark purpose commence.
8:42 PM September 22.
The cast of characters was growing now. College administrators were now involved.. Ravi was back peddling as quick as he could, minimizing what he did, why he did it, stating over and over again that he meant nothing by it, didn't mean it, apologized for it.
But already Tyler had his foot upon a very different path... He was Hamlet now, without even knowing it:
"To be, or not to be: that is the question. Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or take arms against a sea of troubles."
He had solved this conundrum.... tragically, finally, unnecessarily... an act of passion from a mind in turmoil. "The George Washington Bridge over the Hudson is the most beautiful bridge in the world." Le Corbusier
And it was here Tyler Clementi came to die, that is to say to do the extremest thing in his power... to embrace oblivion. What made him do this deed of rashness, to end everything and remove the future and every joy to come? We can never know, for his final words, sent on his cell phone from the great marvel towering above him, picked out in the brightest of lights, was brief, inadequate, far too little for such an epochal event:
"Jumping off the gw bridge sorry."
And so he jumped, alive for seconds still... already gone from the living, en route to eternity, the last things he saw, the dark waters of the Hudson, the explosion of light that was Manhattan. Then nothing... a dead boy of enigmas and secrets which I so long to know but never shall.
Envoi.
On March 16, 2012 now 20 year old Dharun Ravi was convicted of invasion of privacy and bias intimidation, a hate crime. Wherever he goes in life, however long he lives, every day he will think on young Tyler Clementi, whose vivid memory and restive spirit will be ever present... "To die, to sleep/No more... Be all my sins remember'd."
About the Author
Harvard-educated Dr. Jeffrey Lant is CEO of Worldprofit, Inc., providing a wide range of online services for small and-home based businesses. Services include home business training, affiliate marketing training, earn-at-home programs, traffic tools, advertising, webcasting, hosting, design, WordPress Blogs and more. Find out why Worldprofit is considered the # 1 online Home Business Training program by getting a free Associate Membership today. Republished with author's permission by Lawrence Rinke http://ActionEqualsProfit.com. Check out Truth About Abs -> http://www.ActionEqualsProfit.com/?rd=tp9xaE66
Lawrence Rinke
Business Coach
President : ActionEqualsProfit.com
Join Me On Skype: lawrencecrinke
P.S., If you would like content like this free to use in your blog to generate leads .Give me a call at 310-561-2580, I’d be glad to tell you how, or Leave phone number in comment. . I respond immediately to all comments.
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Saturday, March 24, 2012
Flowers assuage 'all sorts of misfortune'. A masterpiece by Jean-BaptisteMonnoyer found, restored, enjoyed in The Lant Collection.
The picture was brought to Simon’s studio where tests were carried out to remove…..
“Wow! I’m ecstatic to tell you that I’ve snagged another one of Dr. Lant’s superb articles.”
I wish to thank each and everyone of you who read this “Blog” and those who take the time out of their busy day to comment. We are only just getting started here. So please do keep reading and especially making comments. The direction of this “Blog” comes from you and the comments that you impart to us. Today’s “Blog:..Flowers assuage ‘all sorts of misfortune’. A masterpiece by Jean-BaptisteMonnoyer found, restored, enjoyed in The Lant Collection.
So as I mentioned to you above. Comment, Comment, Comment. Your opinionhttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif matters so make it known. Until Tomorrow. You can reach me by email lrewhomebusiness@gmail.com; cell phone 310-561-2580, or Skype me at lawencecrinke http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif . And I want to hear from each and EVERY one of you
Before After
by Dr. Jeffrey Lant
Author’s program note. In the 17th century, in France, ambitious men strove to become the masters of their crafts. They didn’t look for short-cuts; abominated slothful, slipshod ways, and always, always aimed not merely to excel, but to astonish not only their colleagues and their patrons… but most of all themselves, their most discerning critic, the one who knew everything and from whom there could be no secrets or matters undisclosed.
For the incidental music to this article on French master Jean-Baptiste Monnoyer, painter of flowers, I have selected music by Francois Couperin (1668-1733), master composer. Go to any search engine and find one of the many renditions of his gem “Les Baricades Misterieuses.” Turn it on, turn it up, for you are in the company of deft mastery, of craftsmanship, of genius.
Sotheby’s, London, Lot 251, December 8, 2011.
This is what the catalog said:
“Jean-Baptiste Monnoyer (Lille 1636-London 1699)
A still life of lilies, honeysuckle and other flowers in a vase on a ledge.
Signed lower right JBaptiste. oil on canvas 17 7/8″ by 22 3/8 in.”
This write-up was accompanied by a photograph, a photograph disclosing without mercy the pitiable condition of what had once been a work of grace, beauty, and allure, but which now was anything but. My heart went out to this picture, its painter, its present state of distress and the thought that here I might be able to make a difference, to make a once proud and beautiful object proud and beautiful again.
About Jean-Baptiste Monnoyer.
Monnoyer started his career providing designs for both the Gobelins and Beauvais tapestry workshops, the acme of such works. There his fruit and flower designs were judged to be excellent. Such was his skill and artistry that he was taken up by Charles Le Brun and so came to work at the Chateau de Marly, the hideaway King Louis XIV sought when the pomp and protocol which he created and insisted be used at Versailles became too overwhelming even for a Sun King. Monnoyer, thus, was in the perfect place at the moment of its sumptuous perfection.
In 1690, having been admitted to the Academie Royale de Peinture et de Sculpture, he went to England, where his masterful work crafting over 50 panels for Montague House, Bloomsbury, London created a vogue for the man and his meticulous work produced with botanical accuracy. He did not merely paint flowers, he made them live. It was a skill only the greatest masters possess… and which Monnoyer possessed in such abundance that he was no longer a painter of flowers, no matter how excellent, but The Master of such painters, the doyen who set the standard by which all others would be judged. Such a master did not ask me to scrutinize this work and do what was necessary to rehabilitate it. He commanded me to do so.
A call to Simon Gillespie, Cleveland Street, London.
When I see a thing of beauty which I might want for my collection, I contact Simon Gillespie, for in the art of conserving pictures, he is as masterful as Jean-Baptiste Monnoyer in creating them. And I know whereof I speak, for over the last 25 years Simon has restored over 30 pictures for me, all of which were badly damaged at acquisition but, because of painstaking, meticulous work, came to live again. For a thing of beauty can only be a joy forever if it is expertly, regularly cared for with the skill and dexterity of which Gillespie is past master. I know the man. I know his work. I would not think of commissioning another to save the imperiled pictures I collect and delight in saving.
This is what he told me about this Monnoyer before I acquired it: “This was once a very beautiful picture by a very good artist. It has probably been in a very hot room at the start of its life where it dried rapidly causing a dramatic set of cracks. I think I should go and have a look when it is up on the wall to determine the viability of resurrecting it.” And so it began… he doing his research, me doing mine.
The online Artcyclopedia provided me with excellent but rather daunting information; the works of Jean-Baptiste Monnoyer are found in the Fitzwilliam Museum at the University of Cambridge; the Hermitage Museum in Saint Petersburg; the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York; the Museum of Fine Arts, Boston; and the Royal Collection in London. Moreover, the J. Paul Getty Museum in Los Angeles has acquired 13 — yes 13 — of his paintings and with almost unlimited funds could easily outbid me…. outbid, perhaps, but perhaps not outsmart.
And so, with the perceived distress of this masterpiece working in my favor, I acquired it… happy that what it needed we could provide and at once.
What had to be done.
The picture was brought to Simon’s studio where tests were carried out to remove the various layers of dirt, grime, discolored varnish. and small amounts of over paint which had been applied to minimize some of the cracking but also liberally covered original paint unnecessarily.
The cracks were indeed disfiguring and interrupted the fine detail of the brush strokes of the flowers. The canvas had also been enlarged top and bottom incorporating the old edges of the canvas, presumably to fit an old frame or match a series of other paintings. Each of these problems — and several others –had to be solved, not merely finessed. And as you can see from the merest glance above, each and every one of them was solved…
All this having been accomplished, Simon wrote this to me: “The resulting work of art is a very refined piece of painting from a famous artist who knew how to achieve a great painting. I am always proud to see that after years of bad experience a picture can undergo such a good transformation. Looking at the painting now, you would never know that it had taken this recent journey.”
Indeed not, and that is why Simon Gillespie is the master craftsman he is, and why I deem it not merely a practical necessity but an honor to enage him and his talented staff.
Here, in Cambridge, to cheer and remind me.
Now this masterpiece hangs in my inter sanctum, the place where I think, write, and think some more; the place where I am writing you now. It is a special place… a place devoted to making the world a better place… an exacting task in which my two Monnoyers assist. For both fell upon hard times and were rescued… and if two can be rescued, why not three, three hundred, and more?
All it takes is starting with a single step, for as 20th century poet Wallace Stevens wrote after discovering Monnoyer, flowers assuage “all sorts of misfortune”. Thus we must do everything we can to ensure they have the chance to perform their comforting work, suffusing our often difficult lives with brilliant color, light, hope… and the vision and craft of masters like Monnoyer, Couperin, and Gillespie.
About the Author
Harvard-educated Dr. Jeffrey Lant is CEO of Worldprofit, Inc., providing a wide range of online services for small and-home based businesses. Services include home business training, affiliate marketing training, earn-at-home programs, traffic tools, advertising, webcasting, hosting, design, WordPress Blogs and more. Find out why Worldprofit is considered the # 1 online Home Business Training program by getting a free Associate Membership today. Republished with author’s permission by Lawrence Rinke http://ActionEqualsProfit.com. Check out Commission AutoPilot -> http://www.ActionEqualsProfit.com/?rd=zq6tZblL
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Before After
by Dr. Jeffrey Lant
Author’s program note. In the 17th century, in France, ambitious men strove to become the masters of their crafts. They didn’t look for short-cuts; abominated slothful, slipshod ways, and always, always aimed not merely to excel, but to astonish not only their colleagues and their patrons… but most of all themselves, their most discerning critic, the one who knew everything and from whom there could be no secrets or matters undisclosed.
For the incidental music to this article on French master Jean-Baptiste Monnoyer, painter of flowers, I have selected music by Francois Couperin (1668-1733), master composer. Go to any search engine and find one of the many renditions of his gem “Les Baricades Misterieuses.” Turn it on, turn it up, for you are in the company of deft mastery, of craftsmanship, of genius.
Sotheby’s, London, Lot 251, December 8, 2011.
This is what the catalog said:
“Jean-Baptiste Monnoyer (Lille 1636-London 1699)
A still life of lilies, honeysuckle and other flowers in a vase on a ledge.
Signed lower right JBaptiste. oil on canvas 17 7/8″ by 22 3/8 in.”
This write-up was accompanied by a photograph, a photograph disclosing without mercy the pitiable condition of what had once been a work of grace, beauty, and allure, but which now was anything but. My heart went out to this picture, its painter, its present state of distress and the thought that here I might be able to make a difference, to make a once proud and beautiful object proud and beautiful again.
About Jean-Baptiste Monnoyer.
Monnoyer started his career providing designs for both the Gobelins and Beauvais tapestry workshops, the acme of such works. There his fruit and flower designs were judged to be excellent. Such was his skill and artistry that he was taken up by Charles Le Brun and so came to work at the Chateau de Marly, the hideaway King Louis XIV sought when the pomp and protocol which he created and insisted be used at Versailles became too overwhelming even for a Sun King. Monnoyer, thus, was in the perfect place at the moment of its sumptuous perfection.
In 1690, having been admitted to the Academie Royale de Peinture et de Sculpture, he went to England, where his masterful work crafting over 50 panels for Montague House, Bloomsbury, London created a vogue for the man and his meticulous work produced with botanical accuracy. He did not merely paint flowers, he made them live. It was a skill only the greatest masters possess… and which Monnoyer possessed in such abundance that he was no longer a painter of flowers, no matter how excellent, but The Master of such painters, the doyen who set the standard by which all others would be judged. Such a master did not ask me to scrutinize this work and do what was necessary to rehabilitate it. He commanded me to do so.
A call to Simon Gillespie, Cleveland Street, London.
When I see a thing of beauty which I might want for my collection, I contact Simon Gillespie, for in the art of conserving pictures, he is as masterful as Jean-Baptiste Monnoyer in creating them. And I know whereof I speak, for over the last 25 years Simon has restored over 30 pictures for me, all of which were badly damaged at acquisition but, because of painstaking, meticulous work, came to live again. For a thing of beauty can only be a joy forever if it is expertly, regularly cared for with the skill and dexterity of which Gillespie is past master. I know the man. I know his work. I would not think of commissioning another to save the imperiled pictures I collect and delight in saving.
This is what he told me about this Monnoyer before I acquired it: “This was once a very beautiful picture by a very good artist. It has probably been in a very hot room at the start of its life where it dried rapidly causing a dramatic set of cracks. I think I should go and have a look when it is up on the wall to determine the viability of resurrecting it.” And so it began… he doing his research, me doing mine.
The online Artcyclopedia provided me with excellent but rather daunting information; the works of Jean-Baptiste Monnoyer are found in the Fitzwilliam Museum at the University of Cambridge; the Hermitage Museum in Saint Petersburg; the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York; the Museum of Fine Arts, Boston; and the Royal Collection in London. Moreover, the J. Paul Getty Museum in Los Angeles has acquired 13 — yes 13 — of his paintings and with almost unlimited funds could easily outbid me…. outbid, perhaps, but perhaps not outsmart.
And so, with the perceived distress of this masterpiece working in my favor, I acquired it… happy that what it needed we could provide and at once.
What had to be done.
The picture was brought to Simon’s studio where tests were carried out to remove the various layers of dirt, grime, discolored varnish. and small amounts of over paint which had been applied to minimize some of the cracking but also liberally covered original paint unnecessarily.
The cracks were indeed disfiguring and interrupted the fine detail of the brush strokes of the flowers. The canvas had also been enlarged top and bottom incorporating the old edges of the canvas, presumably to fit an old frame or match a series of other paintings. Each of these problems — and several others –had to be solved, not merely finessed. And as you can see from the merest glance above, each and every one of them was solved…
All this having been accomplished, Simon wrote this to me: “The resulting work of art is a very refined piece of painting from a famous artist who knew how to achieve a great painting. I am always proud to see that after years of bad experience a picture can undergo such a good transformation. Looking at the painting now, you would never know that it had taken this recent journey.”
Indeed not, and that is why Simon Gillespie is the master craftsman he is, and why I deem it not merely a practical necessity but an honor to enage him and his talented staff.
Here, in Cambridge, to cheer and remind me.
Now this masterpiece hangs in my inter sanctum, the place where I think, write, and think some more; the place where I am writing you now. It is a special place… a place devoted to making the world a better place… an exacting task in which my two Monnoyers assist. For both fell upon hard times and were rescued… and if two can be rescued, why not three, three hundred, and more?
All it takes is starting with a single step, for as 20th century poet Wallace Stevens wrote after discovering Monnoyer, flowers assuage “all sorts of misfortune”. Thus we must do everything we can to ensure they have the chance to perform their comforting work, suffusing our often difficult lives with brilliant color, light, hope… and the vision and craft of masters like Monnoyer, Couperin, and Gillespie.
About the Author
Harvard-educated Dr. Jeffrey Lant is CEO of Worldprofit, Inc., providing a wide range of online services for small and-home based businesses. Services include home business training, affiliate marketing training, earn-at-home programs, traffic tools, advertising, webcasting, hosting, design, WordPress Blogs and more. Find out why Worldprofit is considered the # 1 online Home Business Training program by getting a free Associate Membership today. Republished with author’s permission by Lawrence Rinke http://ActionEqualsProfit.com. Check out Commission AutoPilot -> http://www.ActionEqualsProfit.com/?rd=zq6tZblL
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On the matter of great books you have not read or even heard about, andone such book in particular,
“Wow! I’m ecstatic to tell you that I’ve snagged another one of Dr. Lant’s superb articles.”
I wish to thank each and everyone of you who read this “Blog” and those who take the time out of their busy day to comment. We are only just getting started here. So please do keep reading and especially making comments. The direction of this “Blog” comes from you and the comments that you impart to us. Today’s “Blog:..On the matter of great books you have not read or even heard about, andone such book in particular,
So as I mentioned to you above. Comment, Comment, Comment. Your opinionhttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif matters so make it known. Until Tomorrow. You can reach me by email lrewhomebusiness@gmail.com; cell phone 310-561-2580, or Skype me at lawencecrinke http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif . And I want to hear from each and EVERY one of you
by Dr. Jeffrey Lant
Author's program note. I am, have been, and always will be a book man; a man, that is, whose life has been enriched in every way by books. These books have been my joy, my obsession, always the source of bliss. And no wonder. For in my own special corner with book in hand and my imagination, I have learned something of the utmost significance. Books can take you anywhere. With them you can be anyone... achieve anything... experience everything. ... This is what a book can do and what books for the last 65 years have done for me.
Books... the necessary and irreplaceable tools for education... boon companions and dearest friends for life, the solace of our older age, and where we look to assuage our grief when a loved one passes. Books offer us everything... for books are about everything... about everyone... about everywhere.
The only drawback to books... is that there are so many, so brilliant, so moving, so epochal, so packed with fact and incident that we time-challenged humans don't have even a tiny fraction of the hours we need to know them, read them, think on them, and use them to improve the person we are and wish always to ameliorate. Books are always present, reminding us with their full assistance, how much better we can be... if only we open the cover and allow the words and pages that follow to take us to the superior place that is theirs to give to each of us.
Had we but world enough and time (Andrew Marvell, 1681)...
... but you see, that is the eternal challenge, for we do not... and this, then, becomes the particular puzzle of all our lives. How to know of, find, and find the time to read what must be read... the greatest books by our greatest masters; for as one grows older and older still, one discovers that time is too short to read anything else. That is why when people do me the honor to ask what books have influenced me, I am ever ready with the contents of my library to advise them. And so I take this opportunity to tell you about "The Leopard", a masterpiece that was in 1957 so despised by Italian publishers that some said it would never be printed, was not worth printing... thereby breaking the heart of its author, Prince Di Lampedusa whose manners were so refined that he did not excoriate and rebuke the purblind publishers who thereby missed a work of high genius. It is this great book by an undoubted master that I tell you about this day.
But before I tell this tale, I wish to commend to you the incidental music to accompany this piece. It is the "valzerone e quadriglia" by that composer of cinematic magic, Nino Rota (1911-1979). Go now to any search engine and play it at once, for if "The Leopard" could possibly be improved upon, it would be by Rota and his mesmeric dance rhythms. A novel about the Italy you know nothing about.
http://youtu.be/s6-0kgAMoh4
You cannot understand this book unless you know that its author was a bona fide principe, prince of ancient lineage and generations of hubris, condescension and perfect manners. He would not have liked you... why should he?... but you'd never know how exquisite his insults until long after he'd made his graceful exit from your unwanted company, the mark of a true aristocrat, a nonpareil who kills but never maims -- unless he intends to.
But, and this too is crucial to understanding this book, this principe was not a prince of Italy, but a prince from Palermo, in Sicily, an island which had been since ships could sail the highly desirable target of one monarch after another, Dei gratia all.
As a result, there was a plenitude of titles on Sicily; grandiose, exalted, the residue of one temporary regime after another. Every noble knew how every title in the kingdom had been procured, by blood, valor... bedroom services or outright purchase. Thus the same title could mean wildly different things, of one order going up, while another was descending. Every nobleman and most especially his milady knew every nuance and secret. And so reputations wilted and died, scandals commenced and scandals reported behind delicate fans which at once enabled them to show their artistry and delicate wrists to best advantage while obscuring expressions which might well reveal too much.
This was a world the prince of Lampedusa knew well, every flutter of a fan, every patent of nobility finagled, every tittle of gossip, enjoyed, examined, twisted to best advantage. This is the arcane world, now as distant as the moon, that his excellency brought to life in "The Leopard".
"Nothing much happens. They just talk."
In doing my research for this article, I came across the line above, sentiments posted online by a reader puzzled by this book. This is understandable, for unlike our action packed books and films, "The Leopard" moves at a very different pace... the pace of real life in the 1860s when the old verities of Sicilian life were giving way before the insistent realities of Italian unification.
You see, the unified Italy you know and which you may assume has existed for centuries is in fact a new reality. Since the fall of the Roman Empire, Italy had been broken up into smaller states. And these states spent their time intriguing against each other, gaining an acre here, losing a city there. It gave generations of princes and their privy counselors something to do during the delicious days of la dolce far niente. It was this ancient system that the princes reigning in Turin, the House of Savoy, were determined to end... reigning instead over one nation, their patrimony.
It is towards the end of this opera-bouffe revolution that Lampedusa begins his tale, a tale based on the life of his paternal great-grandfather, a grandee of Sicily who saw everything changing, changing, changing to the detriment of the beautiful life he loved but could no longer afford.
And so "The Leopard", Prince Fabrizio Salina, finds himself doing something he abhors but knows is absolutely necessary... allowing his beloved nephew, Prince Tancredi Falcorieri, to marry beneath himself... to the most attractive young lady of the district, Angelica Sedara, who is socially ambitious, endlessly calculating... and rich.
Thus while they live, think, intrigue, eat, dance and make love, the House of Savoy changes everything for everyone... Thus is the reader rebuked who thinks that nothing is happening, for in fact an entire world and everyone, everything in it changes forever right before your eyes...
... a riveting story told in language so beautiful, so poignant, so epigrammatic and apt one is forced to reread line after line so as not to miss a single limpid word. It is for this that "The Leopard" is a work of genius and the prince of Lampedusa occupies at last his just place in the literary pantheon.
April, 1993.
I read "The Leopard" in the spring of 1993; I know because I entered the date on the title page. I've been reading it again lately, and will come back again, perhaps only to read a page, or even a single paragraph, before my life is over. Classics are like that... drawing us back, insinuating themselves into our lives in ways lesser creations cannot hope to duplicate.
Now, therefore, go to any search engine, find Nino Rota's valzerone written for Visconti's 1963 grand film recreation of the leopard's doomed world, open the book, turn the music on and commence reading from the first line,
"Nunc et in hora mortis nostrae. Amen. The daily recital of the Rosary was over..." but your pleasure has just begun.
About the Author
Harvard-educated Dr. Jeffrey Lant is CEO of Worldprofit, Inc., providing a wide range of online services for small and-home based businesses. Services include home business training, affiliate marketing training, earn-at-home programs, traffic tools, advertising, webcasting, hosting, design, WordPress Blogs and more. Find out why Worldprofit is considered the # 1 online Home Business Training program by getting a free Associate Membership today. Republished with author's permission by Lawrence Rinke http://ActionEqualsProfit.com. Check out Truth About Abs -> http://www.ActionEqualsProfit.com/?rd=tp9xaE66
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I wish to thank each and everyone of you who read this “Blog” and those who take the time out of their busy day to comment. We are only just getting started here. So please do keep reading and especially making comments. The direction of this “Blog” comes from you and the comments that you impart to us. Today’s “Blog:..On the matter of great books you have not read or even heard about, andone such book in particular,
So as I mentioned to you above. Comment, Comment, Comment. Your opinionhttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif matters so make it known. Until Tomorrow. You can reach me by email lrewhomebusiness@gmail.com; cell phone 310-561-2580, or Skype me at lawencecrinke http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif . And I want to hear from each and EVERY one of you
by Dr. Jeffrey Lant
Author's program note. I am, have been, and always will be a book man; a man, that is, whose life has been enriched in every way by books. These books have been my joy, my obsession, always the source of bliss. And no wonder. For in my own special corner with book in hand and my imagination, I have learned something of the utmost significance. Books can take you anywhere. With them you can be anyone... achieve anything... experience everything. ... This is what a book can do and what books for the last 65 years have done for me.
Books... the necessary and irreplaceable tools for education... boon companions and dearest friends for life, the solace of our older age, and where we look to assuage our grief when a loved one passes. Books offer us everything... for books are about everything... about everyone... about everywhere.
The only drawback to books... is that there are so many, so brilliant, so moving, so epochal, so packed with fact and incident that we time-challenged humans don't have even a tiny fraction of the hours we need to know them, read them, think on them, and use them to improve the person we are and wish always to ameliorate. Books are always present, reminding us with their full assistance, how much better we can be... if only we open the cover and allow the words and pages that follow to take us to the superior place that is theirs to give to each of us.
Had we but world enough and time (Andrew Marvell, 1681)...
... but you see, that is the eternal challenge, for we do not... and this, then, becomes the particular puzzle of all our lives. How to know of, find, and find the time to read what must be read... the greatest books by our greatest masters; for as one grows older and older still, one discovers that time is too short to read anything else. That is why when people do me the honor to ask what books have influenced me, I am ever ready with the contents of my library to advise them. And so I take this opportunity to tell you about "The Leopard", a masterpiece that was in 1957 so despised by Italian publishers that some said it would never be printed, was not worth printing... thereby breaking the heart of its author, Prince Di Lampedusa whose manners were so refined that he did not excoriate and rebuke the purblind publishers who thereby missed a work of high genius. It is this great book by an undoubted master that I tell you about this day.
But before I tell this tale, I wish to commend to you the incidental music to accompany this piece. It is the "valzerone e quadriglia" by that composer of cinematic magic, Nino Rota (1911-1979). Go now to any search engine and play it at once, for if "The Leopard" could possibly be improved upon, it would be by Rota and his mesmeric dance rhythms. A novel about the Italy you know nothing about.
http://youtu.be/s6-0kgAMoh4
You cannot understand this book unless you know that its author was a bona fide principe, prince of ancient lineage and generations of hubris, condescension and perfect manners. He would not have liked you... why should he?... but you'd never know how exquisite his insults until long after he'd made his graceful exit from your unwanted company, the mark of a true aristocrat, a nonpareil who kills but never maims -- unless he intends to.
But, and this too is crucial to understanding this book, this principe was not a prince of Italy, but a prince from Palermo, in Sicily, an island which had been since ships could sail the highly desirable target of one monarch after another, Dei gratia all.
As a result, there was a plenitude of titles on Sicily; grandiose, exalted, the residue of one temporary regime after another. Every noble knew how every title in the kingdom had been procured, by blood, valor... bedroom services or outright purchase. Thus the same title could mean wildly different things, of one order going up, while another was descending. Every nobleman and most especially his milady knew every nuance and secret. And so reputations wilted and died, scandals commenced and scandals reported behind delicate fans which at once enabled them to show their artistry and delicate wrists to best advantage while obscuring expressions which might well reveal too much.
This was a world the prince of Lampedusa knew well, every flutter of a fan, every patent of nobility finagled, every tittle of gossip, enjoyed, examined, twisted to best advantage. This is the arcane world, now as distant as the moon, that his excellency brought to life in "The Leopard".
"Nothing much happens. They just talk."
In doing my research for this article, I came across the line above, sentiments posted online by a reader puzzled by this book. This is understandable, for unlike our action packed books and films, "The Leopard" moves at a very different pace... the pace of real life in the 1860s when the old verities of Sicilian life were giving way before the insistent realities of Italian unification.
You see, the unified Italy you know and which you may assume has existed for centuries is in fact a new reality. Since the fall of the Roman Empire, Italy had been broken up into smaller states. And these states spent their time intriguing against each other, gaining an acre here, losing a city there. It gave generations of princes and their privy counselors something to do during the delicious days of la dolce far niente. It was this ancient system that the princes reigning in Turin, the House of Savoy, were determined to end... reigning instead over one nation, their patrimony.
It is towards the end of this opera-bouffe revolution that Lampedusa begins his tale, a tale based on the life of his paternal great-grandfather, a grandee of Sicily who saw everything changing, changing, changing to the detriment of the beautiful life he loved but could no longer afford.
And so "The Leopard", Prince Fabrizio Salina, finds himself doing something he abhors but knows is absolutely necessary... allowing his beloved nephew, Prince Tancredi Falcorieri, to marry beneath himself... to the most attractive young lady of the district, Angelica Sedara, who is socially ambitious, endlessly calculating... and rich.
Thus while they live, think, intrigue, eat, dance and make love, the House of Savoy changes everything for everyone... Thus is the reader rebuked who thinks that nothing is happening, for in fact an entire world and everyone, everything in it changes forever right before your eyes...
... a riveting story told in language so beautiful, so poignant, so epigrammatic and apt one is forced to reread line after line so as not to miss a single limpid word. It is for this that "The Leopard" is a work of genius and the prince of Lampedusa occupies at last his just place in the literary pantheon.
April, 1993.
I read "The Leopard" in the spring of 1993; I know because I entered the date on the title page. I've been reading it again lately, and will come back again, perhaps only to read a page, or even a single paragraph, before my life is over. Classics are like that... drawing us back, insinuating themselves into our lives in ways lesser creations cannot hope to duplicate.
Now, therefore, go to any search engine, find Nino Rota's valzerone written for Visconti's 1963 grand film recreation of the leopard's doomed world, open the book, turn the music on and commence reading from the first line,
"Nunc et in hora mortis nostrae. Amen. The daily recital of the Rosary was over..." but your pleasure has just begun.
About the Author
Harvard-educated Dr. Jeffrey Lant is CEO of Worldprofit, Inc., providing a wide range of online services for small and-home based businesses. Services include home business training, affiliate marketing training, earn-at-home programs, traffic tools, advertising, webcasting, hosting, design, WordPress Blogs and more. Find out why Worldprofit is considered the # 1 online Home Business Training program by getting a free Associate Membership today. Republished with author's permission by Lawrence Rinke http://ActionEqualsProfit.com. Check out Truth About Abs -> http://www.ActionEqualsProfit.com/?rd=tp9xaE66
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Friday, March 23, 2012
The two secrets to power writing -- reciting, rewriting.
“Wow! I’m ecstatic to tell you that I’ve snagged another one of Dr. Lant’s superb articles.”
I wish to thank each and everyone of you who read this “Blog” and those who take the time out of their busy day to comment. We are only just getting started here. So please do keep reading and especially making comments. The direction of this “Blog” comes from you and the comments that you impart to us. Today’s “Blog:..The two secrets to power writing -- reciting, rewriting.
So as I mentioned to you above. Comment, Comment, Comment. Your opinionhttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif matters so make it known. Until Tomorrow. You can reach me by email lrewhomebusiness@gmail.com; cell phone 310-561-2580, or Skype me at lawencecrinke http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif . And I want to hear from each and EVERY one of you
by Dr. Jeffrey Lant
I've been a published writer and author for six decades now. I've got 18 books and thousands of articles under my belt. As a result people are constantly asking me the "secrets" of writing that resonates, captures readers and gets your message delivered. Alright, you've asked me quite enough... I'm ready to spill the beans...
Power writing Solution #1: Recite what you write.
When was the last time you needed to write something with real impact? Something that made your point, hammered it home, and did so in the most clear lucid way?
The correct answer is that the "last time" you did it was probably today, what with all the letters, advertisements, posters, reports, etc. you've got to write in your business.
Is this how you approached the task?
1) Bad attitude. You hate writing, or at least your're doing a mighty good imitation of someone who does. Thus, you grumpily sit down at your computer, hold your nose, and resolve to race through this unwelcome task in record time.
2) The writing you produce under this "system" is just about as bad as bad writing can be. As a result it's wordy, misspelled, redundant, diffuse... and that';s just for openers.
3) Yuck! When you see what you've got, you gulp. It's terrible, but fortunately not so terrible that other terrible writers and readers will ever notice. Declining standards shroud any number of problems...
Then take a good look in the mirror. Remember when you were young, idealistic in college, and that smarty-pants professor said you were either part of the problem... or part of the solution. Now you finally know what he meant: you can either keep producing the writing that has brought you so little fame and fortune... or you can apply Solution #1 to the problem.
To excite, recite.
When was the last time you wrote something, then read it aloud to yourself to see how it sounded and maybe to tweak it?
Answer? Well, let's just put it this way, shall we? When was the last time you read anything you'd written aloud? Wasn't it that time in Third Grade where you been forced by Mrs. Noroski, the personification of evil, to read a poem she coerced you to write in the first place? Thus, reciting takes its place just before having a root canal. And nothing's going to change your mind, so there.
Methinks the lady (and the gent, too) doth protest too much.
Now hear this: you begged me for my secrets to power writing... and here's one of the two most important. You're just going to have move on, relegating that fiasco that constituted your one and only poetry reading to the recycle bin where it will surely find the oblivion which it so dearly merits.
The absolute necessity to read your prose... if you care that it gets read.
It's time for brutal honesty. You write to be read, to influence, to motivate readers to take action. Reading aloud, reciting, helps you achieve this objective... and you'll do it (stinker though it may be) because recitation means results... and improving results is what it takes to excel and prosper in our strenuous culture.
First, BIG relief item. There's an audience of just one to these academy award winning performances: you! And unless you're the culprit, no one need ever know that you do this whenever you want the best possible content and the best possible content presentation.
Here's what needs to be in your kit for this project: a printer, marking pens, and a surface on which to spread this masterpiece in process. Now add gumption and you're ready to go...
You're looking for errors. Here are some places you'll find them:
1) Line length. Good writers, that is to say persuasive writers know that less is more. Thus, the longer the sentence, the more likely the reader misses the point, and this will never do. If you find yourself taking another breath to get through the sentence in question, that sentence is too long. The optimum line length is 10-15 words, and you must cut sharply as a result... and so keep your readers.
2) Do the same severe pruning with your paragraphs. Short paragraphs are the best paragraphs; they should run from 6 to 8 lines.
3) Start as many sentences as possible with "you" (explicit or implicit). Whatever you write is written for just one person -- the "you" who is your present reader. That person must have your complete and total focus, because if that "you" stops reading, it doesn't matter what your message is, this all-important person isn't going to do anything about it.
4) Use action verbs. Here's the drill you want every reader to follow: your prose calls for action... your prose gets the reader to act. But this only happens when you take a machete to your passive verbs. They are torpid... impenetrable... movement killers. Just the way they should be and remain forever -- that is if you want your prose cited in the "Guinness Book of Records" under the category "execrable".
5) Make war on all purple passages. These you can easily spot when reading for, when uttering them you automatically start talking like the divine Sarah Bernhardt (1844-1923), which means in the sententious idiom of late 19th century France!
Your language should be clean, simple, efficient -- you know, the way it isn't now.
Solution # 2. Rewrite.
Wow, after scrutinizing your latest effusion per Solution #1, you're surrounded by items that have been ruthlessly removed. What now? Simple; my next sure-fire writing insight, viz. that the most effective writers are the most conscientious rewriters. In other words, the ones who do not merely spew words on the page, but who do what's necessary for maximum impact. This means you.
And so today, at first light, take your latest writing project and go out into the pristine dew of day to recite it. Sure your neighbors will deduce that you have finally gone mad... but the many new prospects and customers you'll derive will leave them happy... leave you a paragon of prose... and richer.; oh, yes, a very great deal richer.
About the Author
Harvard-educated Dr. Jeffrey Lant is CEO of Worldprofit, Inc., providing a wide range of online services for small and-home based businesses. Services include home business training, affiliate marketing training, earn-at-home programs, traffic tools, advertising, webcasting, hosting, design, WordPress Blogs and more. Find out why Worldprofit is considered the # 1 online Home Business Training program by getting a free Associate Membership today. Republished with author's permission by Lawrence Rinke http://ActionEqualsProfit.com. Check out DotCom Secrets -> http://www.ActionEqualsProfit.com/?rd=cp0mgxhy
Lawrence Rinke
Business Coach
President : ActionEqualsProfit.com
Join Me On Skype: lawrencecrinke
P.S., If you would like content like this free to use in your blog to generate leads .Give me a call at 310-561-2580, I’d be glad to tell you how, or Leave phone number in comment. . I respond immediately to all comments.
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LCR
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I wish to thank each and everyone of you who read this “Blog” and those who take the time out of their busy day to comment. We are only just getting started here. So please do keep reading and especially making comments. The direction of this “Blog” comes from you and the comments that you impart to us. Today’s “Blog:..The two secrets to power writing -- reciting, rewriting.
So as I mentioned to you above. Comment, Comment, Comment. Your opinionhttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif matters so make it known. Until Tomorrow. You can reach me by email lrewhomebusiness@gmail.com; cell phone 310-561-2580, or Skype me at lawencecrinke http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif . And I want to hear from each and EVERY one of you
by Dr. Jeffrey Lant
I've been a published writer and author for six decades now. I've got 18 books and thousands of articles under my belt. As a result people are constantly asking me the "secrets" of writing that resonates, captures readers and gets your message delivered. Alright, you've asked me quite enough... I'm ready to spill the beans...
Power writing Solution #1: Recite what you write.
When was the last time you needed to write something with real impact? Something that made your point, hammered it home, and did so in the most clear lucid way?
The correct answer is that the "last time" you did it was probably today, what with all the letters, advertisements, posters, reports, etc. you've got to write in your business.
Is this how you approached the task?
1) Bad attitude. You hate writing, or at least your're doing a mighty good imitation of someone who does. Thus, you grumpily sit down at your computer, hold your nose, and resolve to race through this unwelcome task in record time.
2) The writing you produce under this "system" is just about as bad as bad writing can be. As a result it's wordy, misspelled, redundant, diffuse... and that';s just for openers.
3) Yuck! When you see what you've got, you gulp. It's terrible, but fortunately not so terrible that other terrible writers and readers will ever notice. Declining standards shroud any number of problems...
Then take a good look in the mirror. Remember when you were young, idealistic in college, and that smarty-pants professor said you were either part of the problem... or part of the solution. Now you finally know what he meant: you can either keep producing the writing that has brought you so little fame and fortune... or you can apply Solution #1 to the problem.
To excite, recite.
When was the last time you wrote something, then read it aloud to yourself to see how it sounded and maybe to tweak it?
Answer? Well, let's just put it this way, shall we? When was the last time you read anything you'd written aloud? Wasn't it that time in Third Grade where you been forced by Mrs. Noroski, the personification of evil, to read a poem she coerced you to write in the first place? Thus, reciting takes its place just before having a root canal. And nothing's going to change your mind, so there.
Methinks the lady (and the gent, too) doth protest too much.
Now hear this: you begged me for my secrets to power writing... and here's one of the two most important. You're just going to have move on, relegating that fiasco that constituted your one and only poetry reading to the recycle bin where it will surely find the oblivion which it so dearly merits.
The absolute necessity to read your prose... if you care that it gets read.
It's time for brutal honesty. You write to be read, to influence, to motivate readers to take action. Reading aloud, reciting, helps you achieve this objective... and you'll do it (stinker though it may be) because recitation means results... and improving results is what it takes to excel and prosper in our strenuous culture.
First, BIG relief item. There's an audience of just one to these academy award winning performances: you! And unless you're the culprit, no one need ever know that you do this whenever you want the best possible content and the best possible content presentation.
Here's what needs to be in your kit for this project: a printer, marking pens, and a surface on which to spread this masterpiece in process. Now add gumption and you're ready to go...
You're looking for errors. Here are some places you'll find them:
1) Line length. Good writers, that is to say persuasive writers know that less is more. Thus, the longer the sentence, the more likely the reader misses the point, and this will never do. If you find yourself taking another breath to get through the sentence in question, that sentence is too long. The optimum line length is 10-15 words, and you must cut sharply as a result... and so keep your readers.
2) Do the same severe pruning with your paragraphs. Short paragraphs are the best paragraphs; they should run from 6 to 8 lines.
3) Start as many sentences as possible with "you" (explicit or implicit). Whatever you write is written for just one person -- the "you" who is your present reader. That person must have your complete and total focus, because if that "you" stops reading, it doesn't matter what your message is, this all-important person isn't going to do anything about it.
4) Use action verbs. Here's the drill you want every reader to follow: your prose calls for action... your prose gets the reader to act. But this only happens when you take a machete to your passive verbs. They are torpid... impenetrable... movement killers. Just the way they should be and remain forever -- that is if you want your prose cited in the "Guinness Book of Records" under the category "execrable".
5) Make war on all purple passages. These you can easily spot when reading for, when uttering them you automatically start talking like the divine Sarah Bernhardt (1844-1923), which means in the sententious idiom of late 19th century France!
Your language should be clean, simple, efficient -- you know, the way it isn't now.
Solution # 2. Rewrite.
Wow, after scrutinizing your latest effusion per Solution #1, you're surrounded by items that have been ruthlessly removed. What now? Simple; my next sure-fire writing insight, viz. that the most effective writers are the most conscientious rewriters. In other words, the ones who do not merely spew words on the page, but who do what's necessary for maximum impact. This means you.
And so today, at first light, take your latest writing project and go out into the pristine dew of day to recite it. Sure your neighbors will deduce that you have finally gone mad... but the many new prospects and customers you'll derive will leave them happy... leave you a paragon of prose... and richer.; oh, yes, a very great deal richer.
About the Author
Harvard-educated Dr. Jeffrey Lant is CEO of Worldprofit, Inc., providing a wide range of online services for small and-home based businesses. Services include home business training, affiliate marketing training, earn-at-home programs, traffic tools, advertising, webcasting, hosting, design, WordPress Blogs and more. Find out why Worldprofit is considered the # 1 online Home Business Training program by getting a free Associate Membership today. Republished with author's permission by Lawrence Rinke http://ActionEqualsProfit.com. Check out DotCom Secrets -> http://www.ActionEqualsProfit.com/?rd=cp0mgxhy
Lawrence Rinke
Business Coach
President : ActionEqualsProfit.com
Join Me On Skype: lawrencecrinke
P.S., If you would like content like this free to use in your blog to generate leads .Give me a call at 310-561-2580, I’d be glad to tell you how, or Leave phone number in comment. . I respond immediately to all comments.
Thanks Again
LCR
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Thursday, March 22, 2012
Celebrating a man, his mission, his achievement, his bliss... by that man himself.
“Wow! I’m ecstatic to tell you that I’ve snagged another one of Dr. Lant’s superb articles.”
I wish to thank each and everyone of you who read this “Blog” and those who take the time out of their busy day to comment. We are only just getting started here. So please do keep reading and especially making comments. The direction of this “Blog” comes from you and the comments that you impart to us. Today’s “Blog:..Celebrating a man, his mission, his achievement, his bliss... by that man himself.
So as I mentioned to you above. Comment, Comment, Comment. Your opinionhttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif matters so make it known. Until Tomorrow. You can reach me by email lrewhomebusiness@gmail.com; cell phone 310-561-2580, or Skype me at lawencecrinke http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif . And I want to hear from each and EVERY one of you
Dr Jeffery Lant
by Dr. Jeffrey Lant
Author's program note. Today is a very special day in my life, and I want to share it with you, my reader. Today is the day I reach my goal of publishing 500 articles in my current series of commentaries. Thus I have become, literally at the stroke of a pen, a man read by millions worldwide. And that produces a feeling of excitement, enthusiasm, euphoria. Personal happiness fuels the entire enterprise.
At least four times each week since September 18, 2010, I have faced the daunting blank page, aiming to transform that white space into words of magic! Timely significance! Perfect accuracy! Words that stop you in your tracks to read and consider... and then keep, selecting them as guides for the betterment of your life. And I have done all this at record speed... thereby proving yet again that being a senior citizen is a state of mind, not a date on the calendar or some particular disfigurerment or debilitating condition or daily diminishment.
And so for this article of achievement, commendation and insight, I have selected the stirring march by Sir William Walton (whose life and sound were profiled in this series). It's called "Crown Imperial" (1937). And most every day I play it online to herald my first appearance of the day, at a time that could be anywhere and everywhere on clocks truly challenged to keep up with me, a very mobile target.
http://youtu.be/7WMrQe87gRk
Go now to any search engine and play this effusion of stateliness... and now imagine my advent embellished with these words:
Arriba! Arriba! Arriba! El Imperator! The Master of the Lyric Words...
These stirring words, which arrest the attention of all, causing a sea of viewers worldwide to stop! Read! Consider... and so be captivated. Such an entrance never loses its captivating power and arching thrill for the man.... me!... who is so announced.
Written on the screen.
I write each commentary live, on the screen of the Worldprofit Live Business Center at worldprofit.com. Each day, therefore, becomes not just a writing opportunity for me... but a writing class for all observers worldwide. Thus, without paying a single penny people everywhere get this unique class and all its pragmatic and entrancing writing skills free! You, too, can join us there on any morning and so, at once, find yourself a sentient part of an educational experience which no other writer makes available, much less available for free! And so as paragraph by paragraph emerges from my brain, it is instantly posted on the screen thereby showing the enraptured audience how to write to be read, to be persuasive, to be memorable, to be lyric.
But such mighty outcomes are never the sole result of my efforts, no matter how consequential and important those might be. The result is rather the effort of the Worldprofit Writing Team, good people and true who esteem it their honor and pleasure (though, in truth, they are mine) by racing to find items prosaic and exact, such as correct spelling, accurate dates, quotations not misquoted and views not misstated. In short they constitute the most magnificent support team ever assembled, one which may, in fact, be unique and is certainly peerless and beyond mere praise.
The outlook that informs each commentary.
It is my firm belief that our great age of quick information (as epitomized by the Internet) is the even greater age of misinformation; information, data, statistics et al flow without relief... but necessary accuracy is often a casualty, both by design and by accident. Valuable commentators exist to correct matters, state such matters accurately and without personal agenda, whether hidden or otherwise. Commentators, therefore, exist for one reason only, to make true, detailed, honest reflections about any topic they write about.
The motto of each commentator must be the same as Harvard University, my alma mater -- "veritas" -- truth. For insomuch as truth has been a major casualty in our e-days, so must we work all the harder to ensure that its high standards are still rendered and revered, not sacrificed to accommodate views selfish, limited, and inaccurate.
Thus each and every day as I work, I remind myself that my work, like the work of any commentator, is valuable only insofar as it is based on and disseminates truth; for truth is our true master and must always remain so.
What I write about.
Once it is clear that truth is and must be the reason for writing commentary, it is crucial that you establish your subject field... or, in my ambitious and demanding case, subject fields. For my "beat" is mankind in all his works, magnificent, inspiring, degrading, deleterious, and all the rest. In short it is as broad as the epoch of mankind on Planet Earth and all his works. Thus you are as likely to find in my articles true and provocative commentary on specific animal groups moving towards unalterable extinction... to the matter of why humans bully each other and what we can do about it... to the succulent and minutely remembered pies baked by grandma... to agendas apt or wrong-headed advanced by every political party and its representatives, eminent or as yet unknown.
No subject, no matter where manifesting itself on Earth, is too limited... or so important... that it cannot be dealt with here. And as I am no idle, uncritical respecter of persons or long-established institutions and traditions -- the views I promote will always be my own, that is to say the result of long years of looking at every manner of person and event, and drawing my own conclusions... and so stating matters that you will draw your own, too; for my commentaries are never about dictating opinion, but always about informing it.
Astonishing results, millions of readers.
When I started this project, I little foresaw just how rapidly it would grow or how important it would be. But I know better now. People -- and I mean every sort and condition of people -- have done me the signal honor not merely to access and read my wide constellation of thoughts, but to laud, extol, and praise... and, yes, to offer me the benefit of their own opinions, too, which I always urge them to share...whatever those opinions might be. For maintaining sustained, interactive relationships with the world and his wife has always been my clear objective.
The future.
Aging daily, man's fate, it might be thought that I might on this occasion or shortly so announce the curtailment or even termination of my exigent work. But that will never happen. For as long as I have something useful to say to people needing to hear it (if not always welcoming) I shall continue, and gladly. It is what I was born to do, my fate, and I embrace it with the greatest possible enthusiasm.
Besides, with every commentary I write, I empower the thousands of blog publishers set up by worldprofit.com and made potent and worth attending by me. And nothing makes me happier than to know that my work, all my work, can be used by you, as it is used and published by people just like you everywhere on Earth.
Thus, I give you great Browning's great words, so beloved of my mother, now so beloved of me:
Grow old with me. The best is yet to be! The last of life for which the first was made.
Thus, if today is a memorable day, let us consider it as just the first of many such days to come... for that I shall surely achieve... if you, all of you, continue to support and sustain me in the work I consider the most important of my life; work which you have told me so often is so important in the fulfillment of yours.
About the Author
Harvard-educated Dr. Jeffrey Lant is CEO of Worldprofit, Inc., providing a wide range of online services for small and-home based businesses. Services include home business training, affiliate marketing training, earn-at-home programs, traffic tools, advertising, webcasting, hosting, design, WordPress Blogs and more. Find out why Worldprofit is considered the # 1 online Home Business Training program by getting a free Associate Membership today. This month Dr. Jeffrey Lant reached a mile stone, he has written 500 commentaries in just over one year. Republished with author's permission by Lawrence Rinke http://ActionEqualsProfit.com. Check out Social Metrics Pro -> http://www.ActionEqualsProfit.com/?rd=aq7AFIR4
Lawrence Rinke
Business Coach
President : ActionEqualsProfit.com
Join Me On Skype: lawrencecrinke
P.S., If you would like content like this free to use in your blog to generate leads .Give me a call at 310-561-2580, I’d be glad to tell you how, or Leave phone number in comment. . I respond immediately to all comments.
Thanks Again
LCR
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I wish to thank each and everyone of you who read this “Blog” and those who take the time out of their busy day to comment. We are only just getting started here. So please do keep reading and especially making comments. The direction of this “Blog” comes from you and the comments that you impart to us. Today’s “Blog:..Celebrating a man, his mission, his achievement, his bliss... by that man himself.
So as I mentioned to you above. Comment, Comment, Comment. Your opinionhttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif matters so make it known. Until Tomorrow. You can reach me by email lrewhomebusiness@gmail.com; cell phone 310-561-2580, or Skype me at lawencecrinke http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif . And I want to hear from each and EVERY one of you
Dr Jeffery Lant
by Dr. Jeffrey Lant
Author's program note. Today is a very special day in my life, and I want to share it with you, my reader. Today is the day I reach my goal of publishing 500 articles in my current series of commentaries. Thus I have become, literally at the stroke of a pen, a man read by millions worldwide. And that produces a feeling of excitement, enthusiasm, euphoria. Personal happiness fuels the entire enterprise.
At least four times each week since September 18, 2010, I have faced the daunting blank page, aiming to transform that white space into words of magic! Timely significance! Perfect accuracy! Words that stop you in your tracks to read and consider... and then keep, selecting them as guides for the betterment of your life. And I have done all this at record speed... thereby proving yet again that being a senior citizen is a state of mind, not a date on the calendar or some particular disfigurerment or debilitating condition or daily diminishment.
And so for this article of achievement, commendation and insight, I have selected the stirring march by Sir William Walton (whose life and sound were profiled in this series). It's called "Crown Imperial" (1937). And most every day I play it online to herald my first appearance of the day, at a time that could be anywhere and everywhere on clocks truly challenged to keep up with me, a very mobile target.
http://youtu.be/7WMrQe87gRk
Go now to any search engine and play this effusion of stateliness... and now imagine my advent embellished with these words:
Arriba! Arriba! Arriba! El Imperator! The Master of the Lyric Words...
These stirring words, which arrest the attention of all, causing a sea of viewers worldwide to stop! Read! Consider... and so be captivated. Such an entrance never loses its captivating power and arching thrill for the man.... me!... who is so announced.
Written on the screen.
I write each commentary live, on the screen of the Worldprofit Live Business Center at worldprofit.com. Each day, therefore, becomes not just a writing opportunity for me... but a writing class for all observers worldwide. Thus, without paying a single penny people everywhere get this unique class and all its pragmatic and entrancing writing skills free! You, too, can join us there on any morning and so, at once, find yourself a sentient part of an educational experience which no other writer makes available, much less available for free! And so as paragraph by paragraph emerges from my brain, it is instantly posted on the screen thereby showing the enraptured audience how to write to be read, to be persuasive, to be memorable, to be lyric.
But such mighty outcomes are never the sole result of my efforts, no matter how consequential and important those might be. The result is rather the effort of the Worldprofit Writing Team, good people and true who esteem it their honor and pleasure (though, in truth, they are mine) by racing to find items prosaic and exact, such as correct spelling, accurate dates, quotations not misquoted and views not misstated. In short they constitute the most magnificent support team ever assembled, one which may, in fact, be unique and is certainly peerless and beyond mere praise.
The outlook that informs each commentary.
It is my firm belief that our great age of quick information (as epitomized by the Internet) is the even greater age of misinformation; information, data, statistics et al flow without relief... but necessary accuracy is often a casualty, both by design and by accident. Valuable commentators exist to correct matters, state such matters accurately and without personal agenda, whether hidden or otherwise. Commentators, therefore, exist for one reason only, to make true, detailed, honest reflections about any topic they write about.
The motto of each commentator must be the same as Harvard University, my alma mater -- "veritas" -- truth. For insomuch as truth has been a major casualty in our e-days, so must we work all the harder to ensure that its high standards are still rendered and revered, not sacrificed to accommodate views selfish, limited, and inaccurate.
Thus each and every day as I work, I remind myself that my work, like the work of any commentator, is valuable only insofar as it is based on and disseminates truth; for truth is our true master and must always remain so.
What I write about.
Once it is clear that truth is and must be the reason for writing commentary, it is crucial that you establish your subject field... or, in my ambitious and demanding case, subject fields. For my "beat" is mankind in all his works, magnificent, inspiring, degrading, deleterious, and all the rest. In short it is as broad as the epoch of mankind on Planet Earth and all his works. Thus you are as likely to find in my articles true and provocative commentary on specific animal groups moving towards unalterable extinction... to the matter of why humans bully each other and what we can do about it... to the succulent and minutely remembered pies baked by grandma... to agendas apt or wrong-headed advanced by every political party and its representatives, eminent or as yet unknown.
No subject, no matter where manifesting itself on Earth, is too limited... or so important... that it cannot be dealt with here. And as I am no idle, uncritical respecter of persons or long-established institutions and traditions -- the views I promote will always be my own, that is to say the result of long years of looking at every manner of person and event, and drawing my own conclusions... and so stating matters that you will draw your own, too; for my commentaries are never about dictating opinion, but always about informing it.
Astonishing results, millions of readers.
When I started this project, I little foresaw just how rapidly it would grow or how important it would be. But I know better now. People -- and I mean every sort and condition of people -- have done me the signal honor not merely to access and read my wide constellation of thoughts, but to laud, extol, and praise... and, yes, to offer me the benefit of their own opinions, too, which I always urge them to share...whatever those opinions might be. For maintaining sustained, interactive relationships with the world and his wife has always been my clear objective.
The future.
Aging daily, man's fate, it might be thought that I might on this occasion or shortly so announce the curtailment or even termination of my exigent work. But that will never happen. For as long as I have something useful to say to people needing to hear it (if not always welcoming) I shall continue, and gladly. It is what I was born to do, my fate, and I embrace it with the greatest possible enthusiasm.
Besides, with every commentary I write, I empower the thousands of blog publishers set up by worldprofit.com and made potent and worth attending by me. And nothing makes me happier than to know that my work, all my work, can be used by you, as it is used and published by people just like you everywhere on Earth.
Thus, I give you great Browning's great words, so beloved of my mother, now so beloved of me:
Grow old with me. The best is yet to be! The last of life for which the first was made.
Thus, if today is a memorable day, let us consider it as just the first of many such days to come... for that I shall surely achieve... if you, all of you, continue to support and sustain me in the work I consider the most important of my life; work which you have told me so often is so important in the fulfillment of yours.
About the Author
Harvard-educated Dr. Jeffrey Lant is CEO of Worldprofit, Inc., providing a wide range of online services for small and-home based businesses. Services include home business training, affiliate marketing training, earn-at-home programs, traffic tools, advertising, webcasting, hosting, design, WordPress Blogs and more. Find out why Worldprofit is considered the # 1 online Home Business Training program by getting a free Associate Membership today. This month Dr. Jeffrey Lant reached a mile stone, he has written 500 commentaries in just over one year. Republished with author's permission by Lawrence Rinke http://ActionEqualsProfit.com. Check out Social Metrics Pro -> http://www.ActionEqualsProfit.com/?rd=aq7AFIR4
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Tuesday, March 20, 2012
'Berries are nice'. The lush ripeness of strawberries and their sweet red allure.
“Wow! I’m ecstatic to tell you that I’ve snagged another one of Dr. Lant’s superb articles.”
I wish to thank each and everyone of you who read this “Blog” and those who take the time out of their busy day to comment. We are only just getting started here. So please do keep reading and especially making comments. The direction of this “Blog” comes from you and the comments that you impart to us. Today’s “Blog:..Abraham Lincoln... captivated by words, created by words, empowered bywords, glorified by words. Reflections on his Cooper Union Speech, February27, 1860.
So as I mentioned to you above. Comment, Comment, Comment. Your opinionhttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif matters so make it known. Until Tomorrow. You can reach me by email lrewhomebusiness@gmail.com; cell phone 310-561-2580, or Skype me at lawencecrinke http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif . And I want to hear from each and EVERY one of you
by Dr. Jeffrey Lant
Author's program note. This is a story about a fruit so rich that once you start thinking about it you cannot rest until you are eating some... popping them into your mouth as fast as you can, crushing them... letting the richness of its sweet, sweet juice drip down your chin... glad to have all you can eat... joyfully careless about what you waste... for there will always be strawberries enough for you... you are absolutely sure of that!
But as Deana Carter knows, the lush abundance of strawberries is not unlimited... and so she twangs her tale of high summer, desire, a taste so sweet it maddens you and never satiates... producing a wine you can never get enough of... a strawberry wine... a wine that you can never forget... though sometimes you wish you'd never come to know.
And so, I have selected for today's occasional music "Strawberry Wine" by Matraca Berg and Gary Harrison, released in August, 1996. Nashville record companies found the song overly long, controversial, and not memorable enough. But when Carter sang her heart out about the summer, the boy... the strawberries and their wine... the record won Song of the Year at the Country Music Association Awards. Go now to any search engine and listen to it. You'll find yourself remembering... you'll find yourself craving... you'll want their taste again... the berries always see to that.... for they are an imperious fruit.
http://youtu.be/Up06CryWQpE
Her Majesty's strawberry. On a picture perfect summer day one August I was in Scotland, in the Highlands, at Balmoral... a country castle conceived by Prince Albert, the beautiful German prince loved obsessively by Queen Victoria. For an American used to the White House with its layer after layer of security, Balmoral comes as a rather unnerving shock. "Security" consisted of a single guard, unobtrusive, reading a newspaper. There might be, there must be more... but that's all I ever saw. He barely looked at us.. smiled... and waved. Thus does Her Britannic Majesty tell you she is beloved of the people and doesn't need a legion of centurions to protect her... unlike the president of the Great Republic who always needs more... and more.
And so in due course, my friend and I found ourselves in the magnificent park, expansive, serene, as lovely a place as Earth provides. And in the park I found a kitchen garden... the Queen's garden... and in this garden I saw a strawberry, huge, perfectly ripe, ready to be eaten. And so I reached down to pluck it and enjoy... whereupon I felt a strong hand pulling me up and heard my friend's voice, no longer amiable, but commanding, imperative, stentorian: "Do not touch that strawberry.... that is the Queen's berry!" And I realized what being a subject of the Windsors meant, whilst I was the child of revolution and lese majeste/. And so the uneaten berry remained... for the delectation of the Queen.
Even dukes get only leaves.
I was crushed but as my friend was driving I had to give way, and gracefully, too -- or else.
Then I had a thought that cheered me up. Even the grandest members of the nobility couldn't eat of the Royal fruit with impunity. They had to make do with the strawberries' leaves. And no, I am not making this up. A duke's coronet proves my point. When a man becomes a duke (and there are only 24 such people in the entire realm of Great Britain) he is entitled to a silver-gilt circlet called a coronet. It features eight strawberry leaves -- not one more and never a single one less. Thus does the sovereign elevate ambitious members of the aristocracy... and keep her strawberries for herself.
Other gentlemen of high rank and title are also entitled to strawberry leaves on their coronets. And here there is a most curious conundrum: marquesses who rank just below dukes in the peerage of the realm are entitled to four strawberry leaves... but earls, who rank below marquesses, get eight. What can this mean? For peers, as you may imagine, are protocol mad... and scrutinize their inferiors for any indication that they are claiming rank and privilege to which they are not strictly entitled. You can be sure there's some fiddle going on here... but if the marquesses are in a pet of high indignation, they have but to look far down at the viscounts and barons who have not a single strawberry leaf between them... and that's just the way these marquesses mean to keep it -- "Honi soit qui mal y pense.". Strawberry leaves mean strawberry tea.
Fortunately, there is more you can do with your strawberry leaves than wait for the Queen to make you a duke. That, after all, could be a long time coming since the last non-royal duke was his grace of Westminster, in 1874. It's true that her present majesty when a young woman offered to make Sir Winston Churchill duke of London... but he declined and there the matter rests, perhaps forever.
And you'll agree, this situation could be more than irritating for those who every morning see in their looking glasses, not milord this or the right honorable that but... His Grace the Duke of... resplendent in ermine and strawberry leaves.
These men, well bred for hundreds of years, offer the correct aquiline features, the correct pedigree, with generations of the right fathers and acquiescing mothers, masters of every arcane procedure, the right words and impeccable cravat, these men I tell you are smoldering with rage, aggravation, frustration, worthies all marooned in the wrong time. For them, each of them only the calming propensities of strawberry leaf tea will do... poured in a fragile cup of Minton, delivered by Nannie who always knows just what to do. "Have some more sugar, ducks. There, there, it'll be all right."
And so does Nanny, who loves you best, goes out with wicker basket on her arm, to the places she knows well, where the fresh wild strawberries grow or the sweet woodland berries. Take 1 tablespoon of dried rose petals, 1/2 teaspoon of yarrow, 1 teaspoon of strawberry leaves, a pinch of mint or blackberry leaves. Add 1 cup of boiling water and allow to steep. Choler cannot long exist in the presence of such determined coziness.
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886).
It was perhaps in pursuit of these ingredients that Emily Dickinson, mistress of opaque language, stepped out, "Over the fence" ...
"Over the fence -- Strawberries -- grow -- Over the fence -- I could climb -- if I tried, I know -- Berries are nice. But -- if I strained my Apron -- God, would certainly scold! Oh, dear, --- I guess if He were a Boy -- he'd -- climb -- if He could!"
So, let's leave it like that, for as Deana Carter sang, "It's funny how those memories they last. Like strawberry wine... (when) The hot July moon saw everything" and the strawberries were there, bright and beckoning, just over the fence.
About the Author
Harvard-educated Dr. Jeffrey Lant is CEO of Worldprofit, Inc., providing a wide range of online services for small and-home based businesses. Services include home business training, affiliate marketing training, earn-at-home programs, traffic tools, advertising, webcasting, hosting, design, WordPress Blogs and more. Find out why Worldprofit is considered the # 1 online Home Business Training program by getting a free Associate Membership today. Republished with author's permission by Lawrence Rinke http://ActionEqualsProfit.com. Check out DotCom Secrets -> http://www.ActionEqualsProfit.com/?rd=cp0mgxhy
Lawrence Rinke
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I wish to thank each and everyone of you who read this “Blog” and those who take the time out of their busy day to comment. We are only just getting started here. So please do keep reading and especially making comments. The direction of this “Blog” comes from you and the comments that you impart to us. Today’s “Blog:..Abraham Lincoln... captivated by words, created by words, empowered bywords, glorified by words. Reflections on his Cooper Union Speech, February27, 1860.
So as I mentioned to you above. Comment, Comment, Comment. Your opinionhttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif matters so make it known. Until Tomorrow. You can reach me by email lrewhomebusiness@gmail.com; cell phone 310-561-2580, or Skype me at lawencecrinke http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif . And I want to hear from each and EVERY one of you
by Dr. Jeffrey Lant
Author's program note. This is a story about a fruit so rich that once you start thinking about it you cannot rest until you are eating some... popping them into your mouth as fast as you can, crushing them... letting the richness of its sweet, sweet juice drip down your chin... glad to have all you can eat... joyfully careless about what you waste... for there will always be strawberries enough for you... you are absolutely sure of that!
But as Deana Carter knows, the lush abundance of strawberries is not unlimited... and so she twangs her tale of high summer, desire, a taste so sweet it maddens you and never satiates... producing a wine you can never get enough of... a strawberry wine... a wine that you can never forget... though sometimes you wish you'd never come to know.
And so, I have selected for today's occasional music "Strawberry Wine" by Matraca Berg and Gary Harrison, released in August, 1996. Nashville record companies found the song overly long, controversial, and not memorable enough. But when Carter sang her heart out about the summer, the boy... the strawberries and their wine... the record won Song of the Year at the Country Music Association Awards. Go now to any search engine and listen to it. You'll find yourself remembering... you'll find yourself craving... you'll want their taste again... the berries always see to that.... for they are an imperious fruit.
http://youtu.be/Up06CryWQpE
Her Majesty's strawberry. On a picture perfect summer day one August I was in Scotland, in the Highlands, at Balmoral... a country castle conceived by Prince Albert, the beautiful German prince loved obsessively by Queen Victoria. For an American used to the White House with its layer after layer of security, Balmoral comes as a rather unnerving shock. "Security" consisted of a single guard, unobtrusive, reading a newspaper. There might be, there must be more... but that's all I ever saw. He barely looked at us.. smiled... and waved. Thus does Her Britannic Majesty tell you she is beloved of the people and doesn't need a legion of centurions to protect her... unlike the president of the Great Republic who always needs more... and more.
And so in due course, my friend and I found ourselves in the magnificent park, expansive, serene, as lovely a place as Earth provides. And in the park I found a kitchen garden... the Queen's garden... and in this garden I saw a strawberry, huge, perfectly ripe, ready to be eaten. And so I reached down to pluck it and enjoy... whereupon I felt a strong hand pulling me up and heard my friend's voice, no longer amiable, but commanding, imperative, stentorian: "Do not touch that strawberry.... that is the Queen's berry!" And I realized what being a subject of the Windsors meant, whilst I was the child of revolution and lese majeste/. And so the uneaten berry remained... for the delectation of the Queen.
Even dukes get only leaves.
I was crushed but as my friend was driving I had to give way, and gracefully, too -- or else.
Then I had a thought that cheered me up. Even the grandest members of the nobility couldn't eat of the Royal fruit with impunity. They had to make do with the strawberries' leaves. And no, I am not making this up. A duke's coronet proves my point. When a man becomes a duke (and there are only 24 such people in the entire realm of Great Britain) he is entitled to a silver-gilt circlet called a coronet. It features eight strawberry leaves -- not one more and never a single one less. Thus does the sovereign elevate ambitious members of the aristocracy... and keep her strawberries for herself.
Other gentlemen of high rank and title are also entitled to strawberry leaves on their coronets. And here there is a most curious conundrum: marquesses who rank just below dukes in the peerage of the realm are entitled to four strawberry leaves... but earls, who rank below marquesses, get eight. What can this mean? For peers, as you may imagine, are protocol mad... and scrutinize their inferiors for any indication that they are claiming rank and privilege to which they are not strictly entitled. You can be sure there's some fiddle going on here... but if the marquesses are in a pet of high indignation, they have but to look far down at the viscounts and barons who have not a single strawberry leaf between them... and that's just the way these marquesses mean to keep it -- "Honi soit qui mal y pense.". Strawberry leaves mean strawberry tea.
Fortunately, there is more you can do with your strawberry leaves than wait for the Queen to make you a duke. That, after all, could be a long time coming since the last non-royal duke was his grace of Westminster, in 1874. It's true that her present majesty when a young woman offered to make Sir Winston Churchill duke of London... but he declined and there the matter rests, perhaps forever.
And you'll agree, this situation could be more than irritating for those who every morning see in their looking glasses, not milord this or the right honorable that but... His Grace the Duke of... resplendent in ermine and strawberry leaves.
These men, well bred for hundreds of years, offer the correct aquiline features, the correct pedigree, with generations of the right fathers and acquiescing mothers, masters of every arcane procedure, the right words and impeccable cravat, these men I tell you are smoldering with rage, aggravation, frustration, worthies all marooned in the wrong time. For them, each of them only the calming propensities of strawberry leaf tea will do... poured in a fragile cup of Minton, delivered by Nannie who always knows just what to do. "Have some more sugar, ducks. There, there, it'll be all right."
And so does Nanny, who loves you best, goes out with wicker basket on her arm, to the places she knows well, where the fresh wild strawberries grow or the sweet woodland berries. Take 1 tablespoon of dried rose petals, 1/2 teaspoon of yarrow, 1 teaspoon of strawberry leaves, a pinch of mint or blackberry leaves. Add 1 cup of boiling water and allow to steep. Choler cannot long exist in the presence of such determined coziness.
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886).
It was perhaps in pursuit of these ingredients that Emily Dickinson, mistress of opaque language, stepped out, "Over the fence" ...
"Over the fence -- Strawberries -- grow -- Over the fence -- I could climb -- if I tried, I know -- Berries are nice. But -- if I strained my Apron -- God, would certainly scold! Oh, dear, --- I guess if He were a Boy -- he'd -- climb -- if He could!"
So, let's leave it like that, for as Deana Carter sang, "It's funny how those memories they last. Like strawberry wine... (when) The hot July moon saw everything" and the strawberries were there, bright and beckoning, just over the fence.
About the Author
Harvard-educated Dr. Jeffrey Lant is CEO of Worldprofit, Inc., providing a wide range of online services for small and-home based businesses. Services include home business training, affiliate marketing training, earn-at-home programs, traffic tools, advertising, webcasting, hosting, design, WordPress Blogs and more. Find out why Worldprofit is considered the # 1 online Home Business Training program by getting a free Associate Membership today. Republished with author's permission by Lawrence Rinke http://ActionEqualsProfit.com. Check out DotCom Secrets -> http://www.ActionEqualsProfit.com/?rd=cp0mgxhy
Lawrence Rinke
Business Coach
President : ActionEqualsProfit.com
Join Me On Skype: lawrencecrinke
P.S., If you would like content like this free to use in your blog to generate leads .Give me a call at 310-561-2580, I’d be glad to tell you how, or Leave phone number in comment. . I respond immediately to all comments.
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