Invictus: Love and Foresight critical for the successful leader

décembre 9th, 2011 par J. Mute.

I watched this movie last week and was amazed by the quality of the leadership. If you haven’t watch it, please do. If you already did, please do it again. This real life story demonstrate many of the concept taught in Organizational behaviour and Change Management classes. But there are two things not discussed by the professors: how investing your time and capital in a lousy rugby team can effectively take the rainbow nation from a concept to public embraces between yesterday’s abusers and abused, and of course the mighty power of love and forgiveness.
We can discuss it much deeper but the key is that, love helps you to forgive and leave yesterday’s  chaos , and helps you to understand and nurture today’s balance.
Two quotes i enjoyed very much:
1. The first Mandela-Pienaar discussion:

2. The President has decided to put « his whole » self in the balance to protect the name of the lousy rugby team.

Well, what can we add? For the road, one more? Captain Pienaar, on the eve before the greatest match of his entire life, is thinking.

It’s time to continue our days folks. Let me send you off with the original words of Invictus, the Victorian Poem.

Out of the night that covers me, Black as the Pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll. I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul.

William Ernest Henley


Be blessed people.

Oeil pour Oeil: Justice Equitable?

novembre 28th, 2011 par J. Mute.

Samedi, Fab D. et sa famille m’ont conduit dans un culte adventiste, le sabbat comme on dit là-bas. Là, niché entre le Salève et le Jura, se trouvait un jeune prédicateur, Gabriel de son prénom, qui nous a transporté au premier siècle de notre ère, quand le Christ sur la montagne délivrait son sermon.


Égalité des chances?

novembre 7th, 2011 par J. Mute.

L’égalité des chances signifie une

chance égale de laisser en arrière les plus défavorisés dans la quête personnelle de l’influence et de la position sociale.

John Rawls, Théorie de la Justice (trad. Française), p.137.


octobre 29th, 2011 par J. Mute.

At a time when almost every resource is scarce even the air we breath, at a time when we are being 7 billion folks greedy for life and happiness, one remain unlimited for everyone one of us in the crowd. As written in Is 43:13, « I am God and always will be ». So then, feel free to reach out to Him. By definition, He can’t be busy, He’ll be there for you. He can cater for each one of us, as if He is Unlimited.


octobre 16th, 2011 par J. Mute.

Hier nous avons mangé des Joëls frits, revenus en riz sauté à la tomate. Les clients ont bien aimé. Il y en a même une qui a demandé  de faire plus d’une boite de riz la prochaine fois.
La vérité, c’est que ça m’a rappelé les samedis chez Mémé. Les munjamoto, frits et rissolés, servis avec le fameux riz parfumé. Une époque ! Rest In Peace, Madame FS.

ps: un clin d’oeil à Clovis, NCH, le specialiste du riz sauté à la cité U.

Back to school

octobre 3rd, 2011 par J. Mute.

15 jours. Et on a l’impression qu’ils étaient faits pour ça. Les conversations se développent de jour en jour. La curiosité aussi. Et tous les jours, ils ont envie d’y retourner. Jugez en par vous même.


A quoi ça sert tout ça ?

septembre 18th, 2011 par J. Mute.

Hmm! Voilà une question si ce n’est essentielle, alors au moins intéressante voire pertinente. Voyez plutôt :

Le dernier acte en est sanglant, quelque belle que soit la comédie et tout le reste: on jette enfin la terre sur la tête, et en voilà pour jamais. [Pascal in Fragment 210-165, p.110, cité par Soeur Emmanuelle]  

Aaarghh! Sustainability?

août 23rd, 2011 par J. Mute.

I have a boy, a 5 y-o tall boy. God has blessed him with curiosity and kindness. I’d like to have a chance to eat those sweet fishes from the Atlantic Ocean. I’d like him to have a chance to kiss a girl. We were entrusted a girl, pretty, smart and with an innate knowledge of human mind. Will she ever receive white and red roses? Will she ever ever enjoy the majesty of snowfall? Or bear my mother a great-grand-child?  

Powered by the Sun

août 23rd, 2011 par J. Mute.

As a side note, it is interesting to imagine that we are powered by the sun. Yeah, we need to have daylight for our skins and our eyes and our brains. But there is more! Someone on the wikipedia sustainability page framed it this way: plants store Sun’s energy through photosynthesis. Plants are ate by animals. Those animals are ate by other animals. And we humans eat some of these animals / plants. In essence, every being on this earth, human, animal, or vegetable, eats the Sun. Can you say it: I need my daily supply of eatable and non eatable sun energy to fuel my day?

Frères Jacques

août 19th, 2011 par J. Mute.

Mercredi 17/08/2011, 7h37, Abbaye de Scourmont, Forges-lez-Chimay

La comptine dit:

Frère Jacques, Frères Jacques

Dormez-vous? Dormez-vous?

Sonnez les matines! Sonnez les matines!

Ding, Deng, Dong! Ding, Deng Dong!