Wednesday, September 17, 2003

Can a Systems Thinker become an Entrepreneur

Via Corante we chance upon this article called The Entrepreneur as a Systems Thinker: A Revolution in the Making As I was reading this article the first words out of my imaginary mouth were YES! - YES! like I am having an orgasm - because somebody has finally nailed it. The Systems Thinker.

Oy, are we in trouble now Bruner. Oy, are you gonna be a pig now! - "Gonzo Marketing" I said to myself outloud; I have been thinking about capturing that one distinction that's hidden there in the book; well, not hidden but hidden from view if you are looking at parts only - that one distinction of Gonzo Marketing is Systems Thinking; as a whole and not a sum of it's parts. The system as a oneness in its entirety and not the whole as all of it combines, not enumerated and added but indivisible body.

So I dove into this article and I was completely suprised that such an article could be written, and Michael Gerber dares to say that it's a Revolution in the Making. Oy Bruner, You Pig! A Systems Thinker, Ay?!

So! So? Hm. Can I ever become an etrepreneur? And that's the problem. Because I don't know what that is. I don't know what 'Being Entrepreneur' is. Is it being a Systems Thinker? Hold on. I am babbling here. Yes, writing this article unedited as I am reading the abmentart (ABove MENTioned ARTicle)...

So let's enumerate the parts of the distinction as provided by Bruner, I mean Gerber.

What is a Systems Thinker?

1) A Systems Thinker is one who intuits and sees the whole of a thing, the entirety of it, the one-ness of it, the integrated unity of it, as opposed to merely the sum of its parts.

2) A Systems Thinker transcends the world in order to transform it.

3) A Systems Thinker is an inventor as opposed to an engineer.

4) A Systems Thinker sees purpose in everything, and sees the system as the realization of the purpose.

5) A Systems Thinker sees meaning in everything, and if not, pursues everything until the meaning becomes clear, until the System reveals itself in all its glory.

6) A Systems Thinker is possessed by the meaning of things.

... and thus Gerber concludes - "All great entrepreneurs are Systems Thinkers. All who wish to become great entrepreneurs need to learn how to become a Systems Thinker. Or, more accurately, need to develop their innate passion for seeing things whole. "; and a bit of "We are the World, We are the Children" thrown in there as well in the following words "For transcending the world. Their world. Our world. All worlds.". I think Bob Geldof would have been pround. Shit. I am proud.

OK. I wanted to write more about it but I lost interest. But anyway, being a Systems Thinker that I am I think I will go and follow the example and clean my messy desk and start becoming an Entrepreneur. The author seems to thinnk that clean desk is the way to go. OK then, I shall be teachable Systems Thinker.

I thank you humbly for your attention for the courage to read these snippets of fragmented thoughts as they collided with the possibility of emergent wholeness being born from the clarity of my frustrations. Well. Good day. Off to Poland I go to attend a Carnival. A Systems Thinker's Carnival. I even got a black suit for it and a tie too.

SFBG Guardian Guides: Bars and Clubs

SFBG Guardian Guides: Bars and Clubs : "Czech writer Jaroslav Hasek was an alcoholic anarchist who got his writing career started by writing polemics against himself under pseudonyms in the two party newspapers of Prague. When he wrote for Animal World, a magazine for Czech animal lovers, he reported on muskrat invasions and rampaging packs of collies. Under the influence, he started the Party of Moderate Progress within the Bounds of the Law, which lost despite the free pocket aquarium offered to anyone who voted for them. "

Yes, I am a member but not as Progressive as others.

This morning at 7am I read a post at Wealthbondage about Hasek and Svejk. Then I walked to my library and picked "Good Solider Svejk" book. There I sat in the glow of the computer monitor, the kitchen light; drinking coffee, reading the absburdities and bathing my mind in fresh laugher of Wednesday morning's madness. And there 7am I was Svejk. Maybe I am Svejk pretending to be Marek J. Feels like it sometimes.

Anyway. Random link on Hasek:
Members, Past Members and Future Members and Not-Ever Members of The Party of 'Sligth and Mild and Not Too Much" Progress Within the Limits of the Law (Always within the Limits) have gathered together Marking the 120th anniversary of the most famous Chech writer Jaroslav Hasek's birth.

A Glimpse Into The Beginning of Madness

Here is where the
madness began.
"They killed him in Sarajevo, Mr. Ċ vejk. They shot him with a revolver as he was riding with that archduchess of his in an automobile."

Tupak Chopra

Rageboy is promoting a new Tupak Chopra album There is an excellent song on the album called "Bruner, You Pig!". 5 stars rating on this one. Tupak is rocking. Good music for pigging out.

404 Not Fishrushed

404 Not Found: "Not Found
The requested URL /blog/ was not found on this server.
Additionally, a 404 Not Found error was encountered while trying to use an ErrorDocument to handle the request"

Louie to Fishrush! Louie to Fishrush! 404, over!


ARJLog: "I'm in the middle of a painstakingly slow rework of my database and my code to produce an all new wonderful pile of hand written Python scripts, which maybe has some whiz-bang and RSS feeds or that 'We can't decide on a name' syndication format (personally, I think they should just call it 'The Nameless One' which has a nice evil creepy ring to it"

O! The Nameless One! Thy shall rule them world and take over Brunerland and all the pigs will fly!


ARJLog: "Oh, and if you have something Freudian to say about my ripe tomatoes, I could care less. I've already had a dream about one-eyed snakes; it doesn't get any worse than that."

Sunday, September 14, 2003 Japan Rocks Part One Japan Rocks Part One: "I made my way through customs - the guy finding it odd that I only had an overnight bag, and amused when he found my two cup ramyeon packages inside - and straight to the hotel booking desk. Everyone on the various fora I'd checked before I'd left had said that the women who staffed that desk spoke excellent English, and were invariably helpful.
The girl there spoke English alright, but, in that annoyingly reticent way in which the Japanese break bad news, informed me that there wasn't a single goddamn room left in the whole city.
Ah, shit."