Journal

Words 26

I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn’t make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant loosing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.

Words 25

I love this remark. Researchers once put a team of white, alpha male brains in one room – desperately clever men – to solve a series of problems. In another room a diverse group were assembled, from professors to train drivers to checkout operatives, crossing race, age and gender. And – surprise, surprise – diversity won. Of course it did. Because it had more life and much more experience. It had a mesh of knowledge not just a mass of knowledge. So in choosing your team bear this in mind. Diversity is the magic recipe.