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Brian Patrick Cork is living the Authentic Life

word on the Street


recent conversation with one of my u14 soccer players:

“I go to an [redacted…] school, so there always seems to be a lot of drama.”

“Drama about what?”

“These days it always seems to originate from something that somebody tweeted or posted.”

on the other hand…

while I come across as ever so optimistic, I tend to be cynical about a lot of things. however, I’m always looking for good. it’s around here, somewhere.

but let me tell you about author Maya Angelou. this  is somebody that no matter how much we pick her apart, she still has integrity. Angelou was a victim of incest and rape, and she worked as a stripper. and, now she’s a literary icon and Nobel Laureate.

Angelou also inspired Beyonce when she created a fragrance. read about that, here: Beyoncé’s New Fragrance Was Inspired by Maya Angelou and Smells Like Overcoming Adversity

I’ll also note, here that Beyonce just turned the music industry on it’s collective ear by launching her latest album on iTunes while disdaining the typical industry hoopla. she let her genuine fans light the beacon. you can read a bit more about that, here: No stunt: Beyonce’s sneak attack on the music industry resets the rules

it goes to show that life is cumulative, and you can’t devalue any type of experience.

I coached a kid for a couple of years named AC. she once told me:

“we gotta use our super powers for good.”

peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

brian patrick cork

NOTE:  Maya Angelou is an American author and poet. She has published seven autobiographies, three books of essays, and several books of poetry, and is credited with a list of plays, movies, and television shows spanning more than fifty years.

I coach girls in soccer becuase they have more worth than they can imagine today and I want them to be part of something special they won’t be able to fully describe until they have children of their own.


uncompromising Character


I recognize my greatly flair for the dramatic. however, I’m no dramatiste.

look it up.

I intentionally put myself out there. I take risks with my heart. but, I never compromise on a core baring-point, and I hold everyone to a similar standard, albeit with a caveat. read this post, from another blog of mine, for an example: being pleased or being satisfied. that requires trust and a measure of faith. those are tested daily, to be sure. and althought I try, and ever so diligently, to do only my best, I find myself desperately disappointed in people.

there you have it. the stage is set.

in my business it’s no secret I have the opportunity to walk daily with men and women that change the world.

and, that takes us, collectively, back to one of my earlier points. I’m tested daily on a number of levels.

I’ll offer more details later. but, in the meantime I need to get ready for a lot of soccer this weekend. Haley Anne has three matches and her little sister, Emma Jo has her final match of the season. life certainly balances itself with rewards.

I’ll sign-off with what is currently in my heart:

Be a good man first that holds true and uncompromising in his relationships and standards. The rest will follow.

peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

brian patrick cork


mount rainier won't rate "hors categorie", it may be a Kobayashi Maru, certainly a Raison d'etre


I begin training, and this very week, for our planned, certainly hoped for, summit of Mount Rainier in June.

As consistent readers of this Blog are fully aware, I like to use three distinct phrases to describe dramatic events in my life…

And, they include:

Hors Catégorie

Hors Catégorie is a French term used in cycle races (most notably, the Tour de France) to designate a climb that is “beyond categorization”, an incredibly tough climb. Most climbs in cycling are designated from Category 1 (hardest) to Category 4 (easiest), based on both steepness and length. A climb that is harder than Category 1 is designated as hors catégorie. The term was originally used for those mountain roads where cars were not expected to be able to pass.

As an extreme athlete, I specialize in attacking (running and riding) these types of grades.

Mount Rainier does not rate Hors Catégorie. But, we know this is going to be tough. And, an enormous milestone in our lives. I’ll admit apprehension. I don’t know if it might be fear. With transparency I submit this is a dimension of the effort that is new to me and warrants exploration. Could that be the truest test through this adventure?

Is this why Kobayashi Maru keeps creeping into my thoughts?

Kobayashi Maru

The Kobayashi Maru is a test in the fictional Star Trek universe. It is a Starfleet training exercise designed to test the character of cadets in the command track at Starfleet Academy. The Kobayashi Maru test was first depicted in the opening scene of the film Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan, and also appears in the 2009 film Star Trek. Depictions of the Kobayashi Maru test are a fairly popular subject in Star Trek literature. Non-canonical examples of Kobayashi Maru tests have been described in many Star Trek novels. The test’s name is occasionally used among Star Trek fans or those familiar with the series to describe a no-win scenario. As a cadet, Kirk beat the test by, essentially, cheating (he reprogrammed the game to fear him). However, he was awarded a citation for “original thinking”. Much like how Kirk cheated to win, characters are frequently depicted as coming up with very innovative or surprising ways of handling the situation.

Although I don’t consider myself a cheater. And, certainly the men around me must agree. I strive daily to be innovative, a thought leader, and tend to come up with solutions for problems that consistently stump others. I’ll attribute this to my career-path as an entrepreneur in naught but the truest sense.

Is my mind reeling with these thoughts because my subconscious is preparing me, some how, and in doing so, forcing my body to training limits I’ve not recently attempted? I know that I must be ready. There is danger, certainly. Yes, I must be prepared for many eventualities, including, as my family attorney advises me – demise.

This must needs lead me, and you’re coming with me, to…

Raison d’etre

Raison d’être is a phrase borrowed from French where it means “reason for being”; in English use, it also comes to suggest a degree of rationalization, as “The claimed reason for the existence of something or someone”.

The French concept is more elaborate than a simple statement. Once the reason an object exists is defined, criteria to measure the object’s degree of success can be enumerated. For example, a phone has the purpose of enabling communication between two people. Some phones meet that goal better than others. When measurable criteria are known, gaps can be identified that show where the particular object fails to meet the prototypical object’s reason for being. When gaps have been fully identified, strategies can be implemented to close the gaps and bring the object closer to the true fulfillment of its raison d’être.

In the truest sense of raison d’être, French philosophers lay an elaborate road map of descriptive text that contrasts the current status of an implementation of a prototypical object with the purist view of perfection that the object should achieve without the hindrance of imperfections. The philosophical road map brings to a crescendo the imperative urgency that motivates participants to immediately take the steps necessary to achieve all the intended qualities that an object was designed to exemplify.

There is no point to this post. It’s just me telling you like it is.

…well… That is unless you’re interested in knowing more about me. And, now you just might.

Perhaps this is another opportunity to kill the bear.

My Grandad said many things. All of them were terrific. One of them was: “Face your fears, lad, and do it anyway”.

Is fear, and the attempt to defeat it, representative of Hors Catégori?

Is simply facing it that Kobayashi Maru?

Is ever seeking ways to remember the face of my father that Raison d’etre, for me (we dare not blow it).

Peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

Brian Patrick Cork


arbiter of the Abacus


Don’t forget me. But, perhaps you will wait for me.

Time will pass. But, I am always here. And, never far from your conscience.

It could be tomorrow, and it might be twenty years from now.

You will come home one evening, perhaps from seeing a movie that you had been looking forward to for weeks – your mind preoccupied with the story line – something of no real consequence. But, you had not given me any real thought for some time. Well, perhaps a fleeting sense of guilt offset by some self-serving rationale. But, your heart, literally, has not been the same – a true sign that your days are numbered.

I am the arbiter of the abacus.

As you are putting your coat away you will suddenly sense me behind you. As your body tenses in a way only the proven coward can comprehend, I will breathe the word remember as I carefully and slowly pull the cold steel deeply through your wattled jugular.

You won’t have the luxury of that final gulp of air; the desperate gasp for breath. Certainly not the scream of bitter impotence that wells in your ruined throat as the hot blood courses from that artery, and cascades down your chest.

Your hands will claw pointlessly at the darkness growing about you, your teeth clenching in the frustration that has throttled your spirit for decades like flatulence in an already bloated corpse. You have been walking dead, after all, for years.

Your last concious thought is my own blazing visage as you fade to black some how knowing that I won’t bother to ease your useless and slumping body to the floor  – instead allowing it to fall without grace in a heap, the widening pool of blood a thin black testament to the hideous travesty that made your “public service” naught but an affront to the efforts of our founding fathers.

Until then…

Peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

Brian Patrick Cork


What’s All This About?

"What am I looking at?", you might wonder.

Lots of stuff.

Meanwhile, here, I discuss events, people and things in our world - and, my (hardly simplistic, albeit inarticulate) views around them.

You'll also learn things about, well, things, like people you need to know about, and information about companies you can't find anywhere else.

So, while I harangue the public in my not so gentle way, you will discover that I am fascinated by all things arcane, curious about those whom appear religious, love music, dabble in politics, loathe the media, value education, still think I am an athlete, and might offer a recipe.

All the while, striving mightily, and daily, to remain a prudent and optimistic gentleman - and, authentic.

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