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I’m for transparency if the government is

February4

cashBill Gates Hates Cash. Here’s Why

why electronic transactions are superior to cash for the world’s poor and…

Brian Patrick Cork: this article has been in the back of my head for awhile. for people like Bill Gates that are actually “outside” the system of most mortals, it might make sense. in any event, there are the “unbanked”, and also the “uncredited”. both might find electronic transactions helpful along with programs like www.eCredable.com. the latter, in particular, can help people buy homes. that said, why would most people find “transparency” and “Financial Inclusion” useful unless “Security” meant Laissez Faire?

so… if we take this line-of-thinking, should transparency go both ways between a people and it’s government, or a government and it’s people? by the way… I do think there is a difference depending on how you say it.

consider this Beth Nockeck video on TED:

How can our data strengthen our democracies? In her work, Beth Noveck explores what “opengov” really means–not just freeing data from databases, but creating meaningful ways for citizens to collaborate with their governments.

is is evolution, or revolution?

I’m thinking Thomas Jefferson would have held Ms. Noveck in favorable light.

I’ll leave it at that, for now. 

peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

brian patrick cork

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transactional Transparency

November2

with a life’s score card as a possible baring-point, I believe it’s fair for me to state that Richard Magrath is my friend.

while this particular blog post won’t really have a specific point, Rich is a great point-of-reference with something he taught me today representing a terrific lesson that has a poignant baring on my life, world-view, and the steps I take today in always being a better man than I was yesterday.

in any event, it’s likely been roughly a years since I’ve seen Rich. a great deal of many things have occurred in the world, and our respective lives, in that span – including Rich’s continuous evolution as the good steward.

we compared many solid notes along with stories around family, friends and updates with business. but, in the context of shared experiences Rich gave me (as in gift, I feel) an example of Transactional Transparency.

perhaps, I should pick up my iPhone, and right now, asking him to clarify his words. but, instead, I’m going to offer, here, my own interpretation of his words.

…why?

because, now it’s left to me to give power to those words; that gift.

to wit:

if you are in a board room, for example, and someone you know (or, something they do, or a business they have, or an idea that is theirs) is a point of discussion and you don’t defend them or help them in some form or fashion, you don’t have transactional transparency. but, if, even to your own potential detriment, or lost advantage, defend them, or help them, that is, indeed transactional transparency.

I make a lot of introductions in-and-amongst people I know. In fact, that is how I make my living. but, I am always surprised, always, when people try to side-step me in the process. it might be for their personal and/ or financial gain. this decision might be driven by ego. but it wounds, and creates an issue with the karma score card.

I give freely of myself, just not for free.

that’s it. I’ve put it out there. now everyone has scienter, and must needs do with this clarification as they best see fit.

peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

brian patrick cork

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two sides rhymes with suicide

June9

Readers of this Blog appear to track, enjoy, and possibly value, my transparency. So, it’s no surprise, here, that my earthly father surrendered his soul to God back in 1986, on the eve of my birthday.

I’ve chosen some words carefully in that preamble because I’m evaluating the difference in terms of how we define suicide.

Background Perspective: I have a client that I’ve coached for years that happens to be a fairly well known Congressman and has always feared the path of “political suicide” often realized by all too many of his fellows.

Although I have to good-naturedly roll my eyes with that, it recently raised some thoughts in my head around how we spin things to make them work within the complicated confines of our society – to include faith and community.

Here we go…

Shortly after my Dad’s body was discovered (today that still feels strange to both write and read), slumped over a Zane Grey (apropos, says I) novel in his garage, his secretary tearfully advised me that he was bound for hell. I was a younger man in both body and mind, at the time, and this decree almost floored me. Dad was a genuine hero. And, he was… Well, my Dad. And, he loved my Mom. Together, they set the bar and standard for me in terms of how to be a parent to my own Daughters, and love people in your life. He was a pillar of strength (even when he had his fourth martini after a grueling Day maintaing peace as a Military Officer during a relentless Cold War era), always there for my younger brother and me. He was some times an enigma, mind you. But always smart, witty and resolute. Read my post: do not miss your Chance to blow it for perspective. Dot It! How could such a man face the abyss?

My first thought when told Dad was going to hell was that he had carefully considered his options and rolled the dice hoping to get back to Mom quicker. Selfishly, maybe, I often have this picture in my head of Mom and Dad in their early 40’s – sun-tanned, holding hands and smiling. This is also a reminder that Mom had died the year before (here is some additional background), and Dad was simply never the same after that. So… You can; and, I think you should, read my prior Blog post that explores some of that here: My Dad: Story 22 – Married for Life.

So… With all that said, what is the difference in someone taking their own life, or giving their life back to God? There is a paradox at work, here, because a potential juxtaposition includes (or, is) considerations around soldiers taking life (possibly in the name of God), and giving (as in dedicating) your life to God. My Dad was a soldier that absolutely did take lives under a national flag that was founded with God in mind (just ask Thomas Jefferson who is likely spinning in his grave enough these days to send the planet off it’s axis). He was a model citizen by any definition. And, in the his final hour I feel he gave his life back to God, and Mom was his reward for a life well-lived.

NOTE: I’m choosing to take the Bible out of the evaluative formula and going with discernment – perhaps the greatest tool God has issued to us to help me work through this process. The Bible, I feel, in this case, and of course many others, stymies broad thinking and open-mindedness (have you ever tried to debate a Christian and seen them not get heated, and more often than not, nasty?). Once you make not referencing the Bible part of the process, creative thinking that draws upon all of mankind’s marvelous experience and theory can now come into play for informed decision-making.

I’m tempted to drop a poll into this Blog post to capture your collective opinion. However, I’m only marginally interested in that. So, I’ll invite you to comment. I can’t promise to approve it. But, I might. And, I will respond in one form or another, to be certain.

So, engage me. Help me. Walk with me. Help me realize the Authentic Life.

If suicide is a path to another place that just might be a reward, as opposed to a punishment, why wouldn’t you take it? Is this an example of Kobayashi Maru?

Peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

Brian Patrick Cork

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God gave me Daughters. What did He give You?

January29

Matt Rosenhaft recently commented on our business Blog (its true… we have one of those. it’s simply not as much fun) [you'll notice, perhaps, that I'm not even linking from this post to that business Blog] that:

“As for Brian, those of us who know him, know that he practices the “give to get” model religiously. It is the core of his being. At the same time, he runs a business so it would be natural to reference an example of something that he practices for himself in his business in his personal blog. His personal blog is about what he is thinking and his observations on life.”

Matt (whom defines Cerebral) [by the way... I like Matt, quite a bit] had a lot more in mind while crafting that comment than I’ll give him credit for in this post. The point I’m trying to affirm is that, what you read in my personal Blog, is what I’m thinking about. And, even though this preamble might have suggested I was building up to something meaningful, possibly significant, I’m not.

Today, it’s about that which should be obvious.

Tonight is the annual Daughters and Daddy Dance at the Intercontinental Hotel. This is a very big event in the Cork household. This is mostly about Emma Jo and myself (but, Mommy needs to help A LOT). The tradition includes a lot of excited discussion, planning, the weekend trip to the dress shop for a new dress, and accessories, the hair dressers (is that what’s it’s still called?), getting nails done, making sure Daddy wears a tie that matches the dress, buying shoes that can be taken off as soon as we hit the hotel ball room, etc.

For a few magical hours it’s all me and Emma Jo. I’m the center of her universe (and, she is the core of my own).

Many fathers speak of how quickly these times come and go. They mourn, often while the daughter is still very young, how they lost track, and how they failed to connect with their girls. I often discuss, on this Blog, how I feel God’s greatest gift to us is discernment. But, that discernment is often best utilized to enjoy an almost equal gift – which is having a little girl that absolutely adores you for no other reason than you have the absolute privilege of being her Daddy. Little boys are smelly. But, daughters are always Princesses. Well… At least in my house, always.

How many of you are reading this post, and there are thousands of you, and only now comprehending that you aren’t going to a Daughters and Daddy Dance?

Maybe it’s not too late.

Consider leveraging that discernment outside of business, and addressing your daughters. I promise you, the rewards will eclipse, by naught less than a HUGE margin, any satisfaction you realize from a business transaction, or a frakking round of golf.

By the way… I’m fairly confident that I know most of the Selena Gomez and Miley Cyrus songs. And, I’m ready to dance to every single one of them this evening.

UPDATE: Read the comments of this post. Man… What a perspective. Thank you Gary, really.

Peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

Brian Patrick Cork

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