A Means To An End?

I was wondering today why I blog. I suppose partly it’s because I want to capture something in the stream of life. The modern day equivalent of keeping a diary. But there’s also a bit of vanity going on. I confess that I keep an eagle eye on the statistics of my blog – who’s been looking, or whether anyone has left a comment.

Frankly, and in the long run, who gives a toss? It’s really not important.

I got started on this thought by reading Tom Reynolds’ entry today, talking about his reaction to attending the recent Reboot conference. He writes:

‘A-Listers’ are A-listers for a reason.

Determination, focus, and the ability to prioritise people into those of value, and those not of value.

At first I thought people were being rude to me.  Nothing explicit, just that while I was talking to them they seemed to be ‘elsewhere’, always casting their eyes around looking for other people to talk to.

But they aren’t being rude – they are being direct to the point of being abrupt.  While I might happily chat away about random subjects with someone I’ve just met, for however long the conversation lasts – ‘A-Listers’ seem to evaluate whether you have anything important to say, anything that they can use to advance their own career or if you are a potential ‘customer’. 

If not, then they consider the conversation of little value, and look for something of more value.

He points out that he is not being judgemental about this, merely acknowledging that some folks do this and he (and, I think, I) do not. It’s that "people who are of value and people who are not of value" thought that makes me feel hollow inside. It’s the "I was only following orders" thought – the cry of man’s inhumanity to man down the ages.

But then I thought of what it is that Tom does for a living, and I thought that I would far rather listen to him than 99% of the A-listers prattling on about the latest gee-whizzery that appeals to their jaded senses. Tom, you make me think about life, and how people behave towards people.