Not always a pleasant job...beating through the underbrush, striking a trail in unexplored territory, confronting unexpected dangers...taking careful notes, making educated guesses about what might lie farther ahead, then hightailing it back to the main force to report the findings.
But the roughest part is when those to whom you report don’t like what they hear from you. If the news you bring is unpleasant, and especially if it seems incredible, it may not be accepted. Your scouting report may not be believed. Your competency may be called into question, and your reputation denigrated.
Such is the life of the advance scout. Yes, it’s a tough job, but someone’s got to do it.
Here at CRN, we’re doing our best to look ahead into the foggy, uncertain nano future, and to report back what we see. Not all of it is pleasant for people to hear, and some of it definitely seems unbelievable.
As a result, our reputations and our efforts must endure severe scrutiny. Sometimes it seems that almost everyone would be happier if we weren’t so vocal with our warnings. But that, of course, is not an option. We must report honestly, thoroughly, and scientifically on our findings.
We hope we can do this job well enough to be heard and believed. We hope it’s not too late. And you know what? We hope we’re wrong, and that the dangers we see ahead will turn out to be nothing more than a mirage. We can’t count on that, however, and so we must follow—and urge—the old adage: Hope for the best, but prepare for the worst.
Mike Treder
assuming your ideas are correct(about splitting up and keeping separate the duties of intellectual, business, and military 'ethics'), most people are not going to buy into it; so, your going to need to establish a foundation of people that are interested in living by such principles. This is how things worked in the past; when people didn't like the way others thought, they went elsewhere; this is how we got the Greeks(after the Greek dark age from around like 1000 B.C. to 700 B.C.)
Posted by: davidoker | June 25, 2004 at 07:29 PM