Creating a College / Community Synthesis

America is obsessed with sports. And nowhere is this more evident than with high school sports. Very often 16 and 17 year olds are the masthead of a community’s sense of pride. How goes the local high school football or basketball team … so goes the collective psyche of the community. This is especially the case in “Small Town U.S.A.” These students are revered not unlike that of the gladiators in ancient Rome. Stories of their exploits hold high priority in the morning newspaper and on the 10:00 pm local newscast. In some areas of the country, Texas for example, high school football games can draw over 20,000 rapid fans. In fact the successful television series, Friday Night Lights, was based entirely on this phenomenon.

An unfortunate circumstance of this is that other students, their peers, are for the most part looked at with either irrelevance or outright distrust. “They don’t have any experience, so how can they know anything. And since they don’t know anything, how can’t we trust them. They’re all lazy, spending all their time staring at their phones or playing video games.”

I’m not trying to demonize high school sports and their student participants though. On the contrary, I want to use them as a template for a more inclusive view of how a community should view all its young people. And hopefully we can use this evolved view as the foundation for building sustainable communities of future.

The recruiting efforts of most colleges and universities in America mirror that of the 10:00 pm local news. Their attention is focused on high school sports and specifically on these sports’ top performers. Colleges gear up (literally and figuratively), falling all over each other, to sign four and five-star athletic recruits. The four and five-star recruits in leadership and science, well … they don’t have anyone gearing up for them, waiting in any lines anywhere.

Colleges wait for the rest of the non-athlete prospective students to come to them. They look at grades, or standardized test scores and maybe a recommendation (which are useless) to fill out their student body. But seldom do anything proactive. Why aren’t the student leaders in a high school recruited like athletes. These are our future leaders – the ones who will in turn will be influential alumni and donors. If you don’t recruit them – they’ll go somewhere else and become influential alumni and donors there.

Community 3.0 and Student Civic Engagement

The purpose of my community empowerment project, Community 3.0, is to connect small businesses to their community through volunteer projects. These connections will organize to solve its community’s problems directly by through Front Porch civic gathering hub set up at the businesses. The Front Porch empowers us to reclaim the priorities of our neighborhoods and communities – and do something about them through hands-on volunteer projects. It enables us to organize and take action directly, not wait on the sidelines while traditional institutions and government may or may not act (most likely the latter).

Under this participatory societal model, each business or Front Porch will sponsor Solutions as part of their involvement in the Community 3.0 network. They are designed to help their community pick up the slack and mend the societal safety net. We all know we need as much help as we can get considering our current political situation. These Solutions can range from organizing a cleanup effort, to fixing a playground, to even spearheading a high school mentoring program. And by being a customer of a merchant on the Community 3.0 network, whether young or old, you can get involved with whatever Solution fits your strengths and your desires. 

High school and college student involvement in volunteer activities is integral to anchoring them to the civic functions of their hometowns. For them to stay, they must look at their hometowns as more than just placeholders for a future somewhere else. For a community to truly grow and create a sustainable future, it needs its young to not only stay in town – but become educated and put that knowledge they obtain in college to work helping design their community’s future.

 The collaborative goal of all schools, high school and college – should be to nurture the local communities by replenishing them with educated talent, specifically talent who has a participatory vested interest in them.

Repositioning the Role of Higher Education

How many colleges consider themselves truly part of the community. Or more so – how many consider their role preparing their students to direct the future of the communities they’ve been part of for the last four years while in school? And for that matter, how many care about creating leaders for the communities where these students come from? I’m guessing most don’t care where their students end up – geographically or professionally. It’s a sad state of American higher education … but I’m afraid it’s all too much the case.

It doesn’t have to be like this though. 

Community colleges, the outcast of the higher education system, create a lot more of a community connection than their four-year counterparts. Four-year colleges could learn a lot from them. They don’t have offer the same curriculum, and don’t even have to follow the current needs of the community (though that wouldn’t hurt). They just have to be cognizant of where they are. Why can’t the role of a four-year college or university be to mold future leaders that will create the future of nearby cities and towns. These colleges could be a major influence in these communities direction … rather than just being passive revenue generators and focal points for sports jingoism.

While this would involve a rework of the college’s mission statement – it may be less than you think. As much as anything, it’s making a conscious effort to care where the students end up after graduation. The student transition from college to the real world is haphazard at best – and more often terrifying. Far too many don’t even make use of the degrees they spent four years of their lives and thousands of dollars to obtain. The hope is they will be prepared brave the world – mentally, emotionally and financially. And for most, they’ll have to do alone (if they don’t move back home with their parents). Some manage … and some don’t, mired in school loan debt, prohibiting any chance of creatively finding themselves in the first real unstructured life experience they’ve ever had.

For some reason higher education has chosen to emulate the medical industry (the worst aspects of it). Since follow-up isn’t a paid for service – it seldom happens. In this world of short-term thinking and transition-be-damned, the idea of striving for log-term positive outcomes, even only a year down the road – isn’t even part of the student/college algorithm. Too often the only post-graduation communication an alma mater has with its alumni is a donation request. And some of these requests come even before graduation. Imagine how much more effective it would be reaching out first, no-strings-attached, with an offer of help … especially at one the most difficult times in the life of an alumnus.  Helping them make connection with older alumni who can act as mentors could initiate a life-altering experience … for all of them.

The reason I’m obsessing on this isn’t to just bash the state of high education in America – but to present the academic side with a viable marketing and recruiting solution by emulating the sports analogy I mentioned above.

If we decide to tackle this new mission (and “we” since I want to join you on this journey), we must recognize that the repositioned role of the college is community building by providing and training the talent that will be responsible for its future. The curriculum and education processes a college provides must be a means to an end – not the end in itself. The college is not a destination or end point … but rather a conduit or vehicle for something much larger and more significant – geographically and chronologically.

Central to a higher education focus built around the community is obliquity. Obliquity is defined as, “solutions to complex problems are often best found through indirect means.” While at the helm of General Electric, the iconic CEO Jack Welsh was once asked a question by a reporter what his plans were to increase profit and revenue above its already record-setting quarter. His response took the report aback, “I don’t concern myself with profits or even revenue. My focus at GE is to make sure we are the most innovative company in each of the sectors we operate in.” And for many of them, they were – resulting in these record profits and revenue. This indirect approach to corporate financial management proved highly successful for Welsh and General Electric.

Central to our higher education indirect approach are two tenets:

  • Create future leaders from the raw hometown talent their communities refer to us
  • Assist these same communities by returning educated and well-rounded graduates to lead them in mapping and implementing their civic and economic futures.

The achieve this there would have to be a modest rework of the curriculum. This would take time, and that’s fine. Big ships, especially higher education ones, take a while to turn. But that doesn’t mean milestones can’t be achieved in the short-term and these accomplishments should have community impact. Below are the five stages of transition essential to a college commitment to a student/community focus. While personally I would love to see most colleges commit to the full five … I’m a realist and have built out the program so there can be success with only partial commitment.

Acceptance: The first progression is a simple acknowledgement that college has a responsibility not just to its students, but also to the communities they come from. This interconnected view of the individual (student or other) can often permeate indirectly through the normal actions both of those in the community and the school.

Transition program support: A step up from acceptance is acting on it. This 2nd level recognizes that community programs that were started in the students’ hometowns have merit and should be continued even while being away from home. Ways to support this is nurturing the continuance of communication between the mentoring parties at home (even if home is in the same city as the college) and the student. Dialogue during college counseling should also include discussion of the students plans after college graduation and how they fit into any current work being done with parties “back home.”

Transition programs augmentation: The 3rd level takes the support a step further by integrating issues with Solutions to these issues into existing classwork. College resources should be opened up to non-credited community project work. Colleges can even sponsor entrepreneurial or cause-based contests to further develop opportunities focused on community engagement.

Authorized independent credit: Level 4 expounds upon “Transition program augmentation” by authorizing independent credit for community-based research and project development, both in the school’s community and back home. The goal here is to spur dedicated “credit-compensated” projects that can take hold when the student returns home or even stays in the town the college is located. This is the “taking root” level – connecting the student to the community aside from just attending classes. It’s also crucial to have professorial and staff support and participation during this level.

Community-oriented class creation: Level 5 is the actual creation of a community-oriented curriculum. Classes could focus on disciplines that revolve around developing community-based sustainability efforts, placemaking, civic planning, entrepreneurship, nonprofit organization or any other related study. A further development of this commitment level is structuring a concentration or even major that would feed into a similar set of goals.

While the focus of this piece has been on recruiting new students, that’s only one of the benefits. The college that has refocused its mission around the community will more likely retain the students they attract. Once a student enrolls in the college, they are in fact joining the community. And the stronger that bond is, and not just with the school, the higher the likelihood they will stay in school. A simple 10% gain in retention is the same as attracting 10% more students. And anyone with any business and marketing experience knows – it’s a lot easier to keep customers (and yes students are customers) than to get new ones. Studies often site statistics that say it’s seven times more expensive (money and resources) to get new customers than hang on to the old ones.

And if attracting new students and retaining current ones isn’t enough, a student/community focus can produce other financial benefits also. Probably the strongest indicator of alumni financial support is the depth of the integration a college has with its community. Now some support can come from out-of-town, the bulk of the donations will come from alumni who still lives in, or have moved back to their college hometown. Get involved with the community and the community will get involved with you.

Guerrilla Marketing and Building the Referral Network

Now once the commitment is made, however deep that commitment level may be, it’s time to structure marketing and recruitment efforts accordingly. The program and the communication around it, should revolve around two main questions:

  • How will your college help the students
  • How will it help the community (either the college hometown and/or the student’s)

In a Perfect World you want a situation where a community’s leaders pitch together to persuade and support a top student to go to your college with the goal to get them back to their town after graduation. There has to be strong commitment from the community here. It’s something that your college should take an active role in establishing. This is the holy grail.

Target communities of a population 2000 or more. Don’t get hung up on state boundaries. This is especially important if your area has a regional attraction, such as ski resort or national park. If a community has multiple high schools, target each as a separate community. These will be your adjunct communities – communities where the college has a vested interest in their success since it will be molding their future talent. Ideally the town and community leaders have identified as the students they want to become educated and return to insure their town’s prosperity. Don’t take this responsibility lightly. This is the thing that’s “much larger” I mentioned above.

The stronger the contacts you have in the communities you’re recruiting from (adjunct communities), the stronger the talent who will be referred to you. Not only will top talent be uncovered (often ones that haven’t excelled in traditional ways), the higher the likelihood your school will have in landing these future stars.

Your prime referral sources of course would be alumni, but that might not always be possible. Other excellent sources are civic leaders, not just politicians, but business owners that have long-standing ties to the community and a vested interest in making sure the community prospers. School contacts are also good sources, but don’t fall into the trap of only enlisting the help of administrators. They often only focus on high-achievers from a traditional academic sense. Outliers with great potential might be over-looked. Instead, ferret out a teacher who has shown an ability to excel and inspire in unconventional ways (i.e a science teachers who creates community-driven experiments).

It’s impossible to overstate the importance of building strong community networks in these small towns. Very often their students are overlooked, except for athletics. And even then, only in a very limited sense. When asked to help – most people will, especially if they see the benefit to them and their town. It’s not far-fetched to imagine a town setting up a dedicated scholarship fund if they know the student recipient will return after graduation. In fact that’s something that can even be suggested.

Personally, even though I was student body president of a large high school, had a 3.9 GPA and earned multiple athletic letters (wasn’t a star though) – no one came knocking at my door. If a college would have shown they wanted me … I probably would have gone there. Don’t underestimate the power of “feeling wanted” to a high school student. You combine that recognition and a referral from a city leader (probably one the student looked up to) as well as the college reaching out … you have a strong chance of getting whoever you want to enroll. This is the greatest recruiting tool a college has.

Making a True Impact

All this isn’t going to be easy and it’s labor incentive. It’s not really expensive, but there needs to be people doing the ground work. No magic television ad campaign is going to be a substitute the grassroots effort I describe above. But effort will not only work, it’ll sustain itself once the network is put together. Far-flung communities will keep feeding the pipeline and family legacies at your school will be established.


But even more than developing a successful network and recruiting more students, your school will make a true impact. And you’ll be able to see first hand how it’s working. The college will not be the end point – but the vehicle. Rather than just blindly continuing on, doing things the same way and teaching the same material, you’ll be able to get direct feedback and adjust accordingly. We live in an incredible world where change is constant and feedback is mandatory to survive, let alone excel. Too many colleges and universities are seeing declines in enrollment and retention rates. Most have no idea why or who to blame it on. Demographic shifts are an all too common scapegoat, correct or not. Few recognize the problem is them and their inability to stay relevant – especially after a student’s graduation. They want to keep their heads in the sand and continue to think their responsibility ends with the graduate walking off the commencement stage.

The question is whether you’re ready to evolve … of feel comfortable being an ostrich. 


Related Posts:

Rhizomes and Front Porches: “A Cure for Societal Dysfunction”

“Small opportunities are often the beginning of great enterprises.” Demosthenes

In my last post, “Recognizing the Problem,” I vented my frustration, dismay and utter anger over the current political situation in the United States. But if I lived somewhere else, such as Great Britain, I’m sure my response would be similar. Regardless of the geography – it seems few governments can be considered worthy of the populace they supposedly represent.

Most can agree, the presence of Donald Trump and his circus put in a position of national power represents something malignant. But is he the cause or the symptom of the cancer? It’s probably safe to say it’s both – but I believe the latter holds greater weight. Our economic, physical and psychological dependence on government or some other sort of greater force to look over us has all but made us prey to any charlatan or clown, regardless the party, persuasion or power. Our current situation firmly underscores this fact. 

In several previous pieces, I have attempted to make the case for a societal effort to boost our collective self-efficacy.  In other words, we need to do a better job taking care of ourselves. And a “better job” should mean more than just us as individuals – but also our neighborhoods and communities.

Our government has proven to not only not be up to the task … they’ve morphed into a big part of the problem. But fortunately, the model for an alternative, one that emphasizes “we the people” not a self-serving hierarchy, may lie only as far away as our back yard.

Rhizomes and Decentralized Civic Engagement

Biologists say trees are social beings. They can count learn and remember. They nurse sick members, warn each other of dangers by sending electrical signals across a fungal network and for reasons unknown, keep the ancient stumps of long felled companions alive for centuries by feeding them a sugar solution through roots. (Marije van Zomeren)

To find a model for organizational structure built around resource maximization and decentralized civic participation and collaboration, we need to look no further than our backyard – in nature. One of nature’s most effective means of sustainability is the Rhizome. The Rhizome is a modified subterranean stem of a plant that is usually found underground, often sending out roots and shoots from its nodes. Rhizomes develop from axillary buds and grow perpendicular to the force of gravity. The Rhizome also retains the ability to allow new shoots to grow upwards. If a Rhizome is separated into pieces, each piece may be able to give rise to a new plant … and a new node of above ground activity.

Credit: Debi Keyte-Hartland

“A rhizome ceaselessly establishes connections between semiotic chains, organizations of power, and circumstances relative to the arts, sciences, and social struggles … the rhizome connects any point to any other point, and its traits are not necessarily linked to traits of the same nature; it brings into play very different regimes of signs, and even non-sign states … The rhizome operates by variation, expansion, conquest, capture, offshoots.” A rhizome has no beginning or end; it is always in the middle, between things, interbeing, intermezzo. (A Thousand Plateaus)

This phenomena of decentralized activity in Rhizomes was best articulated in the philosophy or Gilles Deleuze and Félix Guattari in the ’60s. Rather than using the organizational structure of the root-tree system which charts causality along chronological lines and looks for the single origin of “things” and looks towards conclusion of those “things;” a Rhizome continually establishes connections between threads of meaningful communication, organizations of power, and other influences (including arts, sciences, and social struggles). The planar movement of the Rhizome resists chronology and formal organization, instead favoring a Nomadic system of growth and proliferation. In this model, influence and application spreads like the surface of a body of water, spreading towards available spaces or in the application of community – maximizing the resources available to it, regardless of the type. This is a perfect alternative to the governmental morass of dysfunction we’re current immersed in.

First we must build the vehicle. This vehicle is not a place or even a thing, but the collective journey of our community. It’s about movement. This journey happens on a metaphoric road or as Deleuze and Guattari call it, the Smooth Space.

  • The platform or naked infrastructure on which the community and in turn the array of “need and opportunity based activities” operate is called the Smooth Space. This platform is not formally defined, but rather takes the form of the influences that inhabit it. These influences can include meaningful communication, existing organizations (government and other) as well as social norms, ideals and community expectations. In the context of my model, Community 3.0, the Smooth Space is largely your community’s small business network or Front Porchesthe members of the community who are their customers, and the societal norms they create. What a community does and creates with its Smooth Space will determine the well-being of its populace. It is the duty of the Rhizome structure and its Smooth Space to accommodate and nurture the intangible, serendipitous, sensual and tactical engagements of all the members of its community (i.e. empathy, creativity, collaboration and self-actualization).

The vehicle is just a shell. Who we allow in and what we put in it is really what matters. Any shell can house extraordinary activity … or none at all. Those included must not be limited by the title and organization on their business card – but rather be a diverse array able move freely like a Nomad traveling where the food and opportunities lie.

  • Nomadism is a way of life that exists outside of the traditional organizational or societal norm (at least in modern times). The Nomad is a way of being in the middle or between points. It is characterized by movement and change, and is unfettered by systems of organization. The goal of the Nomad is only to continue to move within the “intermezzo.” (the journey rather than the destination). This constant state activity prevents itself from existing for the sake of existing as conventional organizations and institutions most often do. The goal is to make things happen, to find opportunities and solutions; not just to “be.” This Nomadic behavior also lends itself to the individual focusing on what interests them and where they can contribute the most, rather than just working within the constraints of a pre-defined, often inefficient role or job. In short, being a Nomad can greatly enhance ones sense of engagement and well-being. Or according to the Danish philosopher Søren Kiekegaard, be the evolved man.”

Once we have the vehicle and the people … we need the fuel. The fuel is the processes, the sociological assistance and prodding needed to propel the vehicle down the road. It’s not so much a thing, but the result of a community’s past behavior and the systems put in place to modify or continue on in the future. Deleuze and Guattari called this formless set of influences the Body Without Organs.

  • Body Without Organs is what happens. It is the result of what the Rhizome social philosophy using the Nomadic actions of its components operating on the Smooth Space. In itself the Body Without Organs has no form until the variables of the community are injected into it. The community’s personality and overall state of well-being are the result of the interactions between its populace and businesses; it is its Body Without Organs. It can take a conservative form or a progressive one. NIMBYism and gated communities or collaborative and communal. Closed and silos or tolerant and welcoming. Wall Street or Main Street. This is the community’s personality. But rather than the personality being dictated by those in the high rungs of a traditionally mandated hierarchy – it will come to form through the participation of those who live there … those on the streets, no matter their social stature. How the community directly responds to its needs and opportunities will be what it is.

Front Porches

At the foundation of this evolved, altrusitically-based society are its Front Porches – physical hubs of civic gathering and serendipitous engagement. The goal is to take the principles of resource maximization and provide the conduit to incorporate them with the naturalistic examples of the Rhizome organization articulated by Deleuze and Guattari. This result is a platform or space for community engagement and sustainability built around informal but operationally significant gatherings, otherwise know as Front Porches. While these Front Porches can form anywhere, say even in your garage, the ideal locations will be in the locally owned businesses of our communities.

Rather than myopically obsess on economic growth as almost all civic governments do, a Front Porch network will focus on destroying the silos that retard our evolution while improving physical, cerebral (avenues to self-actualization) and spiritual health.

People will gravitate towards what they want to do … and in turn do what they do best. This lifestyle of self-management of interests and activities will not only benefit them, but also their community. Lives based on economic status will be replaced by those of self-actualization and self-efficacy. Civic participation and altruism will elevate them and empower them to evolve as humans.

It will be the priority of these Front Porches to create environments in our communities that nurture hope by empowering avenues for us to engage with our world and express our creativity through a Solutionist mindset – letting the inherent benevolence inside us bloom. By making “helping others” our societal norm and expectation … we will supplant that of the hopeless climb up the ladder of our current economic caste system.

Melvin and Sel-Efficacy

Amazon’s digital personal assistant is called Alexa. To say it’s been a runaway success is an understatement. Originally created to help you buy more Amazon products easier – if that was even possible, Alexa has turned into a repository of over 10,000 possible lifestyle automation uses and applications. It controls the heat in your home, it gives you a word definition and provides recipes for the finicky guests at your next dinner party – all by talking to you. And everyday its applications only multiply.

Melvin posterize 3

Imagine if you had an Alexa for personal and social engagement. Imagine if you had a virtual assistant that gathered possible ways you could engage with your body, your mind and socially with your community. And imagine if these were sorted, prioritized and forwarded to you to motivate you in positive ways. These communications could be based on advice from your doctor, your relationships with your neighborhood small businesses or even alerting you of volunteer opportunities. Your notifications, whether they be via text or email, would be your conduit to engaging with the environment in and around you. And at the center of all this positive prodding and empowerment is your community’s Front Porch network – all this designed to enhance your level of self-efficacy.

I call this Alexa for community-driven personal engagement, Melvin. For a full discussion on the power of engagement how it affects our health and well-being and how a non-assuming bot named Melvin can be the conduit to your community’s transformation, please check out its website, “Navigating the Road to Your PERFECT WORLD.”

Well-being, Hope … and Changing Your Mind

What if we designed our communities around the idea of maximizing engagement. The more engaged our residents are … the more empowered they would be. They would feel more in control of their health and their futures. Imagine if a chance to engage, whether it was physical, mental or social was just around the corner. And what if opportunities to help others realize the same were part of the fabric our daily lives. What if our physical security and well-being was not dependent on government assistance or the whims of a fickle market driven economy. What if our neighborhood was our safety net, a safety net that knew best in our time of need. And what if the streets of our community became melting pots of serendipity – places where curiosity was bred and benevolence was the norm.

What if engagement, well-being and self-efficacy was how a community measured itself, not obtuse economic activity often distorted through the one-dimensional filter of irrelevant statistics. What if we fixated on what we “could” and “will,” rather than what we “can’t” or “won’t.” And what if getting up in the morning was a chance to nurture our hope … and engage with others to help them do the same.

Your community, where you physically live, will turn into one of problem solving where everything and everyone is a resource. Your community will be revitalized. New businesses will be created. Not those derived from Wall Street chains and franchises, but ones of ideas born in your community and run by people from your community. These will be the businesses that provide the genesis for the future to build on by turning into Front Porches – ensuring your legacy and prosperity.


It’s obvious the human species must evolve. But to do this, we will have to change our thinking. Instead of relying on past expectations, cultural assumptions and metrics as our guides — we have to envision what could be, not just what always has been.

But the vision is only part of the journey. We have to look past how things in past have been done. No longer should government and traditional institutions be looked at as the first line defense … rather should be looked at only as a last resort. Our reaction should be to assemble our friends and neighbors at our local Front Porch, organize and do what has to be done — developing self-efficacy along the way.

We can make the change we need — but it won’t be by thinking the way we’ve always thought and doing what we’ve always done — the way it’s always been done.

“If not us … then who? If not now … then when?”

If you’re interested in moving on from the status quo that will inevitably take anyone and anything down with it … please check out Community 3.0, my vision of an evolved society where self-efficacy and the well-being is priority. Or even better email me, at and we can set up time to have a conversation.


Related Posts:

Life during Trump, Part 1: “Recognizing the Problem”

“The mind…can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.” ― John Milton

It’s hard for people to empathize with you when you’re going through chemo. I’m not looking for sympathy and I’m not saying people don’t try. It’s just one of those tough subjects. There’s always that specter of death that hangs over the conversation. This possible prognosis, correct or not –  supersedes any discussion of “how you’re doing.”

It’s hard to explain that things just change. And it’s more than just physically. The nausea gets all the attention, But that’s never been an issue with me. It’s a lot more than that. My senses has changed. I don’t smell, or hear, or taste or see like I used. Whether or not they’ll come back  remains to be seen. After my first “rodeo” my senses recovered some, but not entirely. And I’m sure with this latest group of treatments (I hate that term) this sensory wet blanket that I’m dragging around will probably be my new companion for the foreseeable future. Linus has nothing on me.

Mainly what people can’t understand is the mental changes that occur. I guessing it’s not unlike what PTSD sufferers deal with. Around every corner, there’s a trigger that can set off a memory that’ll send you into reactionary tailspin. In a wonderful book by Debbie Hampton, she re-accounts her recover from a suicide attempt where she injected over 90 pills. She literally fried her brain. It was so damaged she had to relearn how to live and with that her impulse control was severely impacted. Because of her frequent outbursts, her friends and family such had hard time dealing with it many just stayed away – including her mother. She had to rebuild her life mentally and physically, block by block, encumbered by this new uninhibited broken brain as its foundation.

By no means am I dealing with anything like what Debbie did, or probably still is. But I do get the brain change thing as my patience and tolerance level has been affected … big time. My world has triggers everywhere now. Most of time we go through life and just let irritating things pass us by without much notice – at least not letting it affect us. Such is not the case with me since chemo has fried my brain. I like to describe it like an archipelago. During normal tide, only a few of the islands are visible. But now I’m in a constant state of low tide. Everything is visible and everything affects me.

All this being said … it bring us to the insane asylum on the east coast, better know as Washington D.C. What’s happening in our political wasteland is having a big effect on me right now – culminating with the latest antics of the Republican Congress and the clown boy in the White House. For many the healthcare legislation ramrodded through the House by Paul Ryan is nothing short of a bus hitting us. I try to get my head around all of it and inject some reason into their decision making process – but I can’t. The group think that has reared its grotesque head is a modern-day tulip mania of Sherman’s March to the Sea (how’s that for a mixed metaphor). The insane mindset that has taken over this party is completely void of any compassion, empathy or even basic humanity. The days of Bob Dole and even Ronald Reagan are long dead. The zombie that has taken its place bares little resemblance.

Unfortunately I can’t just turn off the television, quit looking at my Twitter stream or let my newspapers pile up on the front porch and wait for it to all go away. I’m front and center on the preexisting condition issue. If all this comes to fruition (as in the poison fruit), I’ll be at the mercy of my greedy insurance company. Combine this with the crazy state my brain is in right now, and I’m spending time figuring how to stockpile and freeze chemo drugs from my current treatment sessions while I’m still covered – to be used if I need them in the future, if (more probable when) my insurance company drops me or prices me out of the market. Welcome to life in Montana, land of cowboys, guns and extremely limited healthcare options. I have to constantly remind myself of the John Milton quote, “The mind can make heaven of hell or hell of heaven,” to keep from digressing into obsession.

The man on the white horse, the man in the white hat … well, neither one of them are coming.

Running of Trump’s Lemmings

Regardless of my personal situation or more accurately, my perception of it … we can’t dismiss reality. If the picture couldn’t get any clearer – looking to these clowns in political zuit suits for the answer is pure insanity. Even someone with chemo brain can tell you that. Yet Trump supporters still support him and Republicans are, and probably will always be Republicans.

But not to be left out of the delusion soiree, Democrats still think that if they put someone of theirs in the White House, the federal government will magically become a bastion of implementation prowess. Regardless of who sits in the Oval Office – our country’s, and more importantly our individual problems will not be fixed.

Last Thursday night, I had very disheartening conversation with my daughter. Now Alex is a bright young woman in the midst of a very successful career with tours of duty at Apple and Amazon. She is grounded and informed, but her logical mind is having a very hard time understanding how this country, one that she has always felt even in times of craziness – will do the right thing. But after Thursday, those assumptions have been shattered. For her it was like realizing there’s no Santa Claus. With the this healthcare legislation, the Republicans have not just targeted the “outsiders” – but rather the very people who worship them and put them in power. The level betray is unprecedented. At least Hitler didn’t kill the Germans he viewed (in his demented mind) to be his true countrymen.

It’s safe to say “we the people” are on our own. We can only hope we have enough resolve individually and collectively to fend off the daily assaults waged on us by those we’ve entrusted to look after our interests. May today be the day we take our institutional naivete′ and bury it with the illusions of Santa Claus and the blanket we slept with when we were two years old.

Since Trump has taken the reigns as leader of the free world (theres’s so much wrong using those words together in one sentence), the mental health industry has seen a dramatic rise is suicide calls and psychiatric activity. Bluntly speaking, people are depressed. Normally optimistic people are seeing their world view might have been based on flawed assumptions.

Personally I’m not ready to throw in the towel on humanity. I’m still an ardent believer in David Hume’s philosophical premise that people are intrinsically good – not that of Thomas Hobbes and the need for a Leviathan overlord. I believe we just need to reset our social and civic perspective. No white anything, hat nor horse, is going to pay our house payment or make us healthy. That is up to us. The sooner we admit to this, like the alcoholic or the ten a hydrocodone a day housewife – the sooner we can get onto fixing what needs to be fixed.

Self-Efficacy and the Road to Recovery

In the past I’ve been accused of assuming people have too much control over their own destinies. Upbringing, environment, genetics or even belief in a higher being I’m often told are the determining factors – no matter what their own efforts. If you’re not white, probably male and connected – the deck is stacked against you. Getting dealt a “bad hand” is grounds for government intervention and assistance. Most recently, the in vogue means of this assistance is basic income – getting paid for basically existing and being a member of society. I’m all for the betterment of all people. Anyone who knows me or has read any of my 200+ posts on this blog will attest to that. In fact, that’s probably the one common tenet that runs through the entire site. That being said, I can’t believe a reward with no incentive to accomplish anything is the best way to achieve it.

Shouldn’t the road to our Perfect World be paved with the something that will produce a longer-lasting effect than just a monthly sustenance? Shouldn’t we base our societal actions around the assumption if we better ourselves good things will come for both us and those around us? It’s the “giving a man a fish vs. teaching him how to fish” thing in the Bible. And I don’t believe this is even a political issue anymore. Regardless of your ideological affiliation, relying on the government (or any other institution for that matter) to actually deliver is naive at best.

Shouldn’t we strive to create communities and social constructs that move us in a direction that empowers people? Shouldn’t we be teaching people how to fish – working with them to obtain the physical, mental and social tools they’ll need to not just persist, but flourish on a long-term basis? At the core of this empowerment is building a communal sense of self-efficacy.

Self-efficacy is defined as the extent or strength one believes in their own ability to complete tasks and reach goals. The more a person believes their actions will help their situation, the more likely they are to try. The key is to “get the ball rolling” by nudging activity and engagement – personally, socially and civically. The more a person does, the more they’re likely to do. And the more they do, the more they feel what they’re doing is helping … creating a cascade of positive results and well-being.

In America there is little effort put into getting people to engage directly with their health and personal well-being on the part of the established healthcare industry. Maybe providers are reluctant to relinquish control. Maybe it’s they just can’t be bothered. Regardless, the country lives by a healthcare methodology of reaction and “fixing things” … not proaction and “maintaining things.” It’s no big stretch to believe that transferring some of the responsibility for our own health to the ourselves will prove beneficial to us. And it’s not just focusing on the physical that creates impact. Developing one’s mental acuity is not unlike getting into physical shape. Having a stronger mind is the key to having better resolve and making better decisions in the first place. And schools should not have exclusive rights to that. Opportunities to learn and strengthen our minds are all around us all the time. We need to engage with our surroundings (people, places and things) to take realize the benefit though.

We can’t leave out the social component of well-being either. Using altruism and benevolence as a cornerstone by doing good things for others takes your mind off of your own ailments and gives you purpose. And even if you can’t actively participate in hands-on volunteer projects, you can at least feel you part of the solution by experiencing the joy of giving vicariously through passive attendance and moral support.

What we need is not a society where we look to institutions for the answers – whether it be the government, the healthcare industry or any other. We spend all our time and energy arguing over which institution and which version or it is best for us. And even if we agree, we never even discuss whether our interests are best served by any institution. The thought of responsibility and by association, self-efficacy, is too often mis-interrepted and dismissed as heartless libertarianism. While the personal responsibility calling can go a bit far … so can and has the leviathan of the institutional overlord. 

We need to resist the extremes. Full-on libertarianism isn’t the answer anymore than being beholden to the keeper of the keys of the Ivory Tower. We need to decentralize and deconstruct our current support structure but yet be vulnerable enough to depend on our neighbors and communities. We need to reach out and grab those close to us where we live and help … and allow ourselves to be helped. To do that, we need to engage. And the perfect model for this type of engagement may be only as far as our backyards.

Part 2 will take us into the “life of plants” and how patterning our lives around a model of engagement designed after a rhizome root structure found in our backyards might be the solution to the personal, civic and political malaise we’re presently immersed in. Out on May 16.

If you’re interested in moving on from the status quo that will inevitably take anyone and anything down with it … please check out Community 3.0, my vision of an evolved society where self-efficacy and the well-being of the populace is priority. Or even better email me, at and we can set up time to have a conversation.


Related Posts:

A Saturday in May…

A few years ago, when visiting my daughter in Los Angeles, I was on a walk through West L.A. when I ran across a homeless man collecting cans and bottles from a dumpster. I stopped and we talked for about for fifteen minutes.

We talked about a lot things; the weather, the BP oil spill and eventually the economy. His take on the economy was that he thought things were getting worse, rather than better – as what we’d been hearing from the news media. “How did you come up with that?”  I asked him.

“Well I see more cheap brand cans in the garbage than I used to. Even last year when things were supposedly worse, people still drank Coke and Budweiser. But now it’s changed.”  It’s Shasta and Natural Light.

His astute observation was definitely not a perspective I would have gotten through my normal channels. But it made sense – and for this locale it was probably more accurate than any economics professor would have come up with a few blocks down the street at UCLA. But that was only the start of what turned out to be a very memorable day.

After meeting the astute homeless man I mentioned above I caught a bus to Skid Row to meet up with a woman I knew only as Special K. Special K was a photographer and homeless activist I was introduced to through a friend of mine. She invited me to Skid Row to help with a clean up she had organized. I’d been through Skid Row before – but never not in a car. Today there was no car, only me on foot in the midst of the largest homeless community in the United States. 

It was Saturday morning at about 11:00 am, so this was about as good as it gets down there. It was eye-opening.  There were people literally laying everywhere. But one thing I noticed … there were no stores, nowhere to buy anything.  But what there was, were soup lines.  There were several of them, pretty much all put together by local churches.  I felt like I was transported to an area that had just been hit by a natural disaster – a hurricane or tornado or something.  But there wasn’t anything natural about this … just disaster.

After about a half an hour, I found Special K and I helped her organize a crew of about fifteen others and began cleaning the sidewalks, the streets and anything that needed it. There was one thing that surprised me though.  There was hope.  Not everybody acted down and out.  For example, there was Richard.  Richard had just moved to Skid Row – not that he had to be there.  He had just moved from Laguna Beach (high rent district for those of you not familiar with Southern California).  He moved here to help, it’s where he said he belonged.  

One of our most energetic workers was an attractive young woman named Veronica.  I thought she was just another of the volunteers like me … but she wasn’t.  She’d been living on the streets in Skid Row for the last two and half years.  I commented that she didn’t look like she was in the situation she was. This was her response:  

“I may be homeless, but I don’t have to look like I’m homeless.  If I look like I’m homeless, I’ll always be homeless.” 

It kind of takes, “faking it till you make it” to a new level – doesn’t it. I know if I’ve ever met anyone like Veronica. I can say my life is better because it. And I thought … what a day as I got on the bus for 90 minute ride home. I’ll just use the time to relax let everything sink in.

Twenty minutes into my ride back to West L.A., we turned onto Wilshire Blvd. Wilshire was my old stomping grounds. On two occasions during the time I’d lived in Los Angeles I worked on Wilshire, mainly mid-Wilshire or Koreatown. Shortly a young Asian woman and what turned out to be her parents got on the bus. They were all well-dressed, not the norm for the bus. The young woman sat in the seat next to me and her parent in front of us. They spoke what I found out later to be Mandarin. She spoke English, but they didn’t. After a brief conversation, I found out she was going to school at UCLA and this was her parents for the first time in the United States. They wanted to take the bus so they could get a “real” feel for the city. This was my opening.

I spent an hour playing tour guide: The Ambassador Hotel where Bobby Kennedy was shot, Koreatown, Little Indonesia, The LA Museum and the La Brea Tar Pits and even the ARCO headquarters, home of Armand Hammer who launched the Los Angeles oil boom.

Around 4:00 pm I got off the bus, alternating between being mentally exhausted and hyper-stimulated. Whatever it was, I was charged up – and only had a ten minute walk to  Alex’s apartment. I was wrong. Ten minutes turned into an hour.

The weather was great and people were walking their dogs and generally milling around in Alex’s neighborhood. A block from Alex’s I saw an old woman sitting on her 2nd floor balcony. I yelled up at her, “Good afternoon.” She responded back and inquired about my day. My response was a 90 second recap of my engagement filled day. Then she invited my up for a cup of coffee. At first I though, I should just get home – I’m exhausted. But then, how many times does this elderly women who looked close to ninety years old get a chance to entertain. I accepted. Margaret it turned out to be was a Holocaust survivor. For almost an hour she recounted her journey to the United States after being liberated from one of the camps. Fortunately she had only spent a short time there. 

Now she lived in West L.A. nestled between Beverly Hills and UCLA, one of finest institutions of higher learning in the world. If that isn’t the American Dream … then what is?

I don’t if could have made up the stories that comprised that Saturday. But I do know that none of it came to me without an effort on my part. I initiated each the encounters I had – and because of it I’ve added so much to my life and the make-up of who I am. And that’s only one day. It would have been easier just to listen to music on my iPod consumed by my own thoughts and songs I’d heard dozens of times. And plenty of times that’s exactly what I’ve done. It’s easier to stay in your comfort zone. But that Saturday … I didn’t.

We only so many minutes in life. It’s easy to dismiss that, thinking that what’s a few minutes, or an hour or two – or even a day. What it is an opportunity lost. It’s an opportunity lost to become a better person, to enhance your well-being … and most of all help others do the same.

Time is the bedrock of scarcity. If a person isn’t doing something meaningful in a given moment, he’s doing something less than meaningful. By meaningful, I don’t mean productive, in an economic sense. I mean important to the person, to her own well-being.  It’s not that we should be doing something meaningful with our time, it’s that we want to do. We want to express and receive affection. We want to be part of a group, a community. We want to be accepted. We want human contact.

Our goal as a society must be to accommodate this need to engage, not create barriers. We have enough of those right now with the often generationally-driven entropy of community dissolve that is making isolation the norm rather than the exception. The higher our level of engagement is individually and collectively, the more well – physically, mentally and socially we will be.

Salutogenesis, Engagement and Self-Efficacy

Salutogenesis is a term coined by Aaron Antonovsky, a former professor of medical sociology in the United States. The term describes an approach focusing on factors that support human health and well-being, rather than on factors that cause disease (pathogenesis). More specifically, the “salutogenic model” is concerned with the relationship between health, stress, and coping. Antonovsky’s theories reject the “traditional medical-model dichotomy separating health and illness”. He described the relationship as a continuous variable, what he called the “health-ease versus dis-ease continuum.”

In 2008 Scotland, specifically Chief Medical Officer Sir Harry Burns, adopted salutogenesis as national public health policy. Burns helped Scotland conceptualize health improvement differently, being aware that the small gains that resulted from a range of interventions can add up to produce significant overall improvements. Much of these interventions were and are aimed at empowering the populace through engagement with their own health outcomes.

Self-efficacy cloud

Engagement creates agency and self-efficacy. Self-efficacy is defined as the extent or strength one believes in their own ability to complete tasks and reach goals. The more a person believes their actions will help their situation, the more likely they are to try. The key is to “get the ball rolling” by nudging activity and engagement – personally, socially and civically. The more a person does, the more they’re likely to do. And the more they do, the more they feel what they’re doing is helping … creating a cascade of positive results and well-being. In other words – well-being can be learned.

In America there is little effort put into getting people to engage directly with their health and personal well-being on the part of the established healthcare industry. Healthcare providers seem to be reluctant to relinquish control. However transferring some of this responsibility to the patients will prove beneficial to them. And it’s not just focusing on themselves physically that causes impact. Nurturing altruism and benevolence by doing good things for other people takes their minds off of their own ailments and gives them purpose beyond just their condition. If they can’t actively participate in hands-on volunteer projects, then they can at least feel they’re part of the solution by experiencing the joy of giving vicariously through attendance.

Well-being, Hope and Role of Community

What if we designed our communities around the idea of maximizing engagement. The more engaged our residents would be … the more empowered they would be and feel they were more in control of their health and their futures. Imagine if a chance to engage, whether it was physical, mental or social was just around the corner. And what if opportunities to help others realize the same were part of the fabric our daily lives. What if our physical security and well-being was not dependent on government assistance or the whims of a fickle market driven economy. What if our neighborhood was our safety net, a safety net that knew best in a neighbor’s time of need. And what if the streets of our community became melting pots of serendipity – places where curiosity was bred and benevolence was the norm.

What if engagement and well-being was how a community measured itself, not obtuse economic activity often distorted through the one-dimensional filter of irrelevant statistics. What if we fixated on what we “could,” rather than what we “can’t.” And what if getting up in the morning was a chance to nurture our hope … and engage with other to help them do the same.

What we need is a conduit that can help us build towards communities of engagement. We need a vehicle that connects the dots in our communities and makes its resources not only accessible – but actually taken advantage of. We need something or someone who will help us engage.

Melvin … Your Well-being Bot

Amazon’s digital personal assistant is called Alexa. To say it’s been a runaway success is an understatement. Originally created to help you buy more Amazon products easier – if that was even possible, Alexa has turned into a repository of over 10,000 possible lifestyle automation uses and applications. It controls the heat in your home, it gives you definition (by voice) and provides recipes for the finicky guests at your next dinner party. And everyday its uses only multiply.

Imagine if you had an Alexa for engagement. Imagine if you had a virtual assistant that gathered possible ways you could engage with your body, your mind and socially with your community. And imagine if these were sorted, prioritized and through messaging motivated you accordingly. These messages could be based on advice from your doctor, your relationships with your neighborhood small businesses or even alerting you of volunteer opportunities. Your notifications, whether they be via text or email, would be your conduit to engaging with the environment around you.

Melvin BW posterize 4

I call this conduit MelvinMelvin is your vehicle to well-being – and physical, mental and social fitness. Consider it your well-being bot. What you call your version of Melvin is completely up to you. And what it, he or she looks like is also up to you. Regardless of the form or identity your Melvin takes, it’ll be what connects you to your community to help the you navigate the road to engagement, self-efficacy, empowerment and well-being.

Being well is not just something you do … it must be a basic function of your life, like breathing. Melvin is a communication vehicle that conditions our decision-making process to automatically act healthy and enriching through a ubiquitous immersion of positive engagement prompts, internally and externally. Personalized communication will encourage positive behavior change maximizing all the resources of not only your healthcare provider, but also the community – including the small businesses you frequent. Those participating in the Community 3.0 network will be encouraged not to just “sell stuff” – but be part of the solution by acting responsibly. These businesses, as well as your local non-profits, will organize what we call Solutions, or volunteer projects designed to strengthen the social fabric or of the community. You in turn will strengthen your sense of empathy and altruism – heightening the level of your well-being.

Community 3.0 is a civic ecosystem that connects local businesses to its customers by solving their community’s problems directly in addition to marketing their services, products and events. These participating businesses, or Front Porches, are hubs of civic involvement and volunteerism. Imagine a social hub where like-minded people can come together just to do good for the neighborhoods we all live in. Community 3.0 represents a new decentralized way of affecting change in our communities. Rather than passively waiting for government to fix what civically ails us – the 3.0 network mobilizes you and your neighbors to act directly using the small locally owned business community as its center. And at the core of all of it is Melvin.

The bleedingEDGE Communication Platform is the “black box” or brains of Melvin. It’s  Community 3.0‘s technical database backbone connecting its Members (and their Melvins) with the community. The bleedingEDGE Platform enables healthcare providers, small businesses and non-profits to create Engagement campaigns (single or multi-piece future-timed) that can be activated by any one or combination of pre-programmed triggers. These triggers are customized according to preferences and conditions set by both the Community 3.0 ecosystem and you (through Melvin), the recipient of the communications. 

 All these Engagements then flow into your personal Melvin which in turn sends the appropriate prioritized notifications to you directly setting you on the “Road to Your Perfect World” of health and well-being.

“A person is a person through other people” strikes an affirmation of one’s humanity through recognition of an ‘other’ in his or her uniqueness and difference. It is a demand for a creative intersubjective formation in which the ‘other’ becomes a mirror (but only a mirror) for my subjectivity. This idealism suggests to us that humanity is not embedded in my person solely as an individual; my humanity is co-substantively bestowed upon the other and me. Humanity is a quality we owe to each other. We create each other and need to sustain this otherness creation. And if we belong to each other, we participate in our creations: we are because you are, and since you are, definitely I am. The ‘I am’ is not a rigid subject, but a dynamic self-constitution dependent on this otherness creation of relation and distance”. (on Ubuntu Philosophy Michael Onyebuchi Eze)


In the United States we’ve elected a president who ran on a platform that he would make things different, that he was the only one who fix all our problems. He would wield his magic wand and shake his fist and all us minions scraping for crumbs on the street below would be lifted up set on out way to prosperity. It doesn’t work that way no matter who says whatever they say. The government isn’t a replacement for personal responsibility and legislation isn’t a replacement for engaging with each other and experiencing each others worlds.

Our opportunities and solutions lie next in us and next to us. Only when we wake up to that fact will we realize what is means to really be human and maximize our potential in this world. And if a little prodding from a bot named Melvin can help us shake the cobwebs out … all the more power to us.

You can find out more about the Melvin Initiative and Community 3.0‘s efforts to improve the human condition at the initiative’s dedicated site here.


What is it with 100.4° No matter what cancer doctor you talk to, that’s the magic number. Your temperature hits 100.4° you better get your butt (as well as the rest you) to the hospital. Chemotherapy trashes your immune system and an elevated temperature, even at that level, signals an infection – probably one you’re not going to be able to combat on your own. But 100.4° … I suppose there’s a reason.


Touch someone

Friday, 5:00 pm – 99.6°I knew a had cold since my Dad has been coughing around for the last few days. I was hoping I wouldn’t get it, but no such luck. Compared to the chemo drugs I was given two years ago, these are supposedly more intense, so I’m suppose to be even more careful. “Stay away from sick,” my doctor said. Easier said than done considering I’m also a caregiver and I can’t control the comings and going of my parents., especially my father. No matter how I gripe there needs to be a change in behavior – it’s naive of me to think it’ll happen. These are my cards and I better just play them the best I can.

Friday, 6:00 pm – 100.0°: Not good. Considering it take an hour plus to get to Billings Clinic, I better start preparing. Drank two glasses of water first, not that I was thirsty, but I felt I should. Make sure the phone and hotspot (remote charger) are charged and my bag with my meds is ready. Nothing else really matter. If I have to spend the next day or two in the hospital then, what I have on, sweat pants and my Vikings jersey ( the draft is coming up) will have to suffice. My dad said he’d drive me, but regardless of my condition I’d rather tough out the drive than worry about him night driving at 89 years old. Just more stuff that figures into the equation … not insignificant stuff though. Made the call to Billings Clinic and now waiting for a call back from whoever is on call in the cancer department.

Friday, 6:30 pm: Got a call back from the doctor. He was a good guy. He didn’t seem worried since it had only been two days my treatment, the white blood cell accelerator shot they gave me (Neulasta) probably hadn’t kicked in yet. “Give it another day or two to boost your immune system.” I took my temperature while on the phone and it was 99.4°. The value of proper hydration cannot be overstated, especially when they fill your veins full of the equivalent of battery acid. Hell, the nurses wear protective outer gear when they set up the infusion. The afternoon nap – with no water, apparently did me in. Lesson well learned.

Friday, 8:30 pm – 99.6°: I’m in bed. This obsession with the thermometer is getting old … necessary, but still old. I’m trying to read, and can’t really comprehend much. My brain isn’t working, plus I’m distracted. All I can think of is the possibility of driving an hour plus to the hospital in the dark with my eyes not being able to focus. The chemo has done a number on my senses. I don’t hear, taste, smell or see like I did. The army of chemo brain simpletons have taken over my very being. But this is the first time brain fog has set in since I started treatment about a month ago. I’ve actually been cerebrally active and very creative. Before this last session earlier this week I thought, “these new drugs aren’t going to be a problem. I’m tough! I’ll just do a Ninja Jedi mind trick on my body.” After all, I’ve always been a big proponent of “mind over matter.” Apparently the simpletons didn’t get the memo. This sucks. This can’t be the new norm for the next five months. More water. I have to fight this. Maybe it’s dehydration.

Saturday 1:00 am – 99.5°: More water. To the bathroom … again. It used to be I wanted to be one with my body – in sync and in control. I don’t want that anymore. It feels like I’m at war with it. The lymphoma gives me headaches, not bad, but there nonetheless. But I still could function with a couple Advil. However the chemo seeks out every corner and function of my body and attacks. Just when I think I’ve countered it, it outflanks me somewhere else … or even in the same place but using different tactics. Normally this time is when I wake with creative abandon, synthesizing new ideas. Now the synthesis is doubt – scary doubt that is undermining my emotional fundamentals. And for some reason laying on left side make this worse. Roll over. More water first though.

Saturday 3:00 am – 99.2°: Coming out a dream feels like an exorcism. It’s not the dream itself so much, as it is just waking up. It’s physically draining. And then the war with the body starts again. The stomach this time. I have to stay away from the anti-nausea pills though. They wreak havoc on my digestive process.  Grab a Boost and do the Jedi trick. “Mind over matter” I keep telling myself. Hope I can get back to sleep. My mind is building on the previous negative flow. Why can’t that go the way of the chemo brain and have the simpletons take away the negativity. I couldn’t be so lucky.

Saturday 5:00 am – 98.9°Walking up the stairs to the bathroom shouldn’t be a major undertaking. But it is. More water. Temperature is better though – a little. Looks like the doctor was right and the white cell stimulator has decided to show up – kind of like the French in the Mel Gibson’s movie, Patriot. Better late than never. I have to get up though. 5:00 AM is the start of my creative time. It’s dark and quiet and when I’m productive I feel I’m a step ahead as the rest of the world when it sleeps in. Today productivity is out of the question and the way I feel – for the foreseeable future. I want to lash out at someone – not so much for the cancer, but for the cold. The chemo has changed the physiological composition of my brain. My Frontal Cortex has been burned, literally. At least it feels like that. My bullshit resistance has been worn thin, if not completely. My patience level has dropped precipitously. Front and center in my wrath is the media and politicians. Just having CNN this morning is driving me insane. “How can they not connect the dots. It’s right there in front of them.” And I was already well on the way to being like this before the chemo treatments even started. 

Saturday 7:00 am – 98.7°I don’t want to be up anymore. I ate, which is a good thing. And anything that is going to help me can be found in bed as well as sitting in a chair in the living room. More water though. The local grocery store opens at 9:00 AM – so getting it together to drive six miles is a worthy goal. I can go back to bed until then. Today is about food. And tonight is spaghetti. I may be at war with my body … but the war is only a figure of speech. Food is my friend, and food is what is going to get me back. Exercise – that’ll come later. Right now my limit is a six-mile drive … not a three-mile walk.



It’s three days since the interlude I described above. It wasn’t the first time and I’m pretty sure it won’t be the last time I have a dance with the number 100.4°. I feel better since the Neulasta (the metaphorical French) seems to have done its job. My body is still in ten levels of craziness … and probably will be for the next few months. And my physical energy level is shot right now. But I can think. My brain works again! I’ve battled the cerebral simpletons, and for now I’ve won. Hell, I wrote this post. That’s worth something. I make no guarantees on the typos though. I’m claiming I deserve a grammatical “get out jail free” card this time.

In my first post on the cancer subject two years ago, I wrote I almost looked forward to the changes in attitude and perspective that would the experience would bring me. Well, I’m done looking forward to any of it. I’m not a better person. I’m not thankful for anything I wasn’t already thankful for. I haven’t gained any new insight. However I got a lot of love from my Twitter world – which I have nothing but love for back. And a few people around here (in my physical world in Montana) gave me positive vibes. But second time around the novelty kind of wears off though – for most everyone. It is what it is. “You didn’t die the first time, so you probably won’t this time either.”

However there’s one thing, actually a pretty damn big thing, that came from this. In the month between the my first and second sets of chemo treatments – I fleshed out a project that I’ve had on the back burner for five years. This project, the Community Healthcare Concierge (CHcC) is a position, or actually a process, that expands on the idea of a healthcare navigator by connecting it to the community as a well-being resource maximizer. Think of the CHcC as a point person for a larger community well-being initiative. Using the technical backbone I developed for the Community 3.0 small business marketing and loyalty platform, the initiative integrates Engagements or prompts emailed and texted to a person to convince them to do something that’s good for them. These Engagements can be activities specific to their body, their mind or even their role in the community. It’s the implementation of the concept I raised in the post, Well-being, Hope … and the Role of Community.

If I didn’t have a relapse then I probably wouldn’t have had the impetus to put it all together, especially the database programming. So I suppose that’s a good thing. Regardless, this was the easy part. It was probably still in the synaptic morass of my brain somewhere, Sooner or later it would have shown itself. The hard part is the implementation. And doing it while fighting cancer opens up a whole another can of worms …including my compromised immune system and a probable encore dance with the 100.4°.

This stretch of bumpy road is far from over. My prognosis is supposedly good but who really knows. All I do know is I’m on the journey. The journey is mine and I have to own it … which I have every intention of doing – today and in the future. Fortunately I have a good set of shocks … and a good thermometer.

Note: I invite everyone to explore the Road to Your Perfect World … potholes and all, the site I put together for the Community Healthcare Concierge project. Your input and suggestions are welcome and I’m open for collaboration of most any kind. The days of being proprietary are many Mile Markers behind me.


Related Posts:

What if things would never be the same again …

Update, January 24, 2017: I wrote this five years ago during the midst of the Occupy Movement and the Arab Spring. The change that many of us hoped for never happened. What is happening in the United States today is a whole different matter. Our federal government, and many of the state governments, are hell-bent on imposing upon us their version of change which is nothing more than a dictatorial societal retreat. While not identical, the message of this post parallels our situation today. The status quo isn’t an option – and maybe it shouldn’t be. Progress is not linear. It’s a series of lunges forward, steps back and deep breaths. Patience and persistence must always be with us.


Published December 15, 2011

Yesterday TIME magazine came out with their “Person of the Year” award. It wasn’t really a person, well not just one. TIME’s “Person of the Year” was “the Protestor.” By it’s very definition a protestor objects to the status quo. Protestors want change. We saw this in the Middle East and the “Arab Spring” and we’re seeing it here – first with Occupy Wall Street and now occupations across the United States and the world.

“Are you ready for change?”

It’s obvious that we are in a period of transition, a period of change. And whether we like it or not, there’s nothing we can do about it. But what if the change was so profound that, “things would never be the same again?”

What if unemployment didn’t drop? What if our “do nothing” government did nothing? What if corporate America didn’t start hiring – but rather continued to ship jobs oversees and spend their ballooning profits on productivity  rather than people?

What if the realization finally sets in that a college degree no longer provides that fail-safe career protection. Instead of the promise of a BMW in the garage and an ever-increasing 401K – you get a five if not six figure school loan debt. And no longer does getting a higher education land you that decade long dream job with a Fortune 500 company.

What if investing in that “white picket fence” doesn’t provide that retirement security it did for you parents. What if buying that house did nothing but turn you up-side down, and send you underwater because of that reworked mortgage you thought was such a good deal at the time. And what if that same mortgage not only strapped you today, but also anchored you to an area where employment opportunities were slim at best … far away from the new hotbeds economic success.

Unfortunately too much of the time, we evaluate ourselves by the money we have in bank, the toys we have in the garage and the address on that diploma on the wall. As we’re finding out now, and as our predecessors found out, times of change, “times when things aren’t the same anymore” – monetary worth is fragile. We may try to hedge, set up backup plans and do whatever we can to preserve our “things” – but we can’t stop the wheels of change. And often our “things” get run over in the process.

If we choose to pursue a life based on security and the preservation of the status quo, we have to make assumptions, assumptions based on the past and the value systems of prior generations. Unemployment will drop, college is a safe bet, buying a house is your retirement and success is “things” – may no longer be relevant.

But “what if things would never be the same again.” What would you do?

A few years ago, I saw a movie about life after an economic and societal meltdown. Things that were valuable before, were no long. And those taken for granted, such as water and gasoline – were invaluable.

Now I’m not predicting Armageddon, but it’s obvious that we’re staring right in the face of change – not just here, but worldwide. What you hold near and dear, may soon be gone. That security that was always first and foremost in your mind, may now become nothing but a memory of “the good old days.” All the constants you believed in … are now just more variables, variables you have to figure out. What are you going to do?

You have two options. You can hang on to yesterday – a yesterday that may never be again. Or you can look forward to living life differently – shedding yourselves of the same, the convenient, the comfortable – and replacing it with the unpredictable, the inconvenient and the exciting. Rather than fearing the inevitable change, what if you embraced it? What if you built your life and raised your children to expect the unexpected and be prepared for it.

When I say unexpected though … I don’t necessarily mean bad. Not having rock-solid security is not a death sentence, it’s not a cancer diagnosis. In fact it may be the key that unlocks the door of your self-imposed prison. Imagine every morning you looked forward to what the day could bring you, who you could meet – that opportunity that could change your life for the better. Imagine this … rather than worrying about what wasn’t in place or what could happen when you retire.

One thing we know for sure – things change. They’re not going to be same tomorrow as they were yesterday, no matter how much you may want it to be. The only question will be is how you handle it.

“The mind can make heaven of hell … and hell of heaven.”

Personally I don’t do well in the heat, how about you?


Related posts:

“What do we do now?” A 2017 Call-To-Action!

From way back I’ve been interested in politics. Actually interested may be an understatement. I remember being consoled while crying by the principal in 1968 as a 4th grader in North Dakota. It was the day after the Humphrey/Nixon election and I couldn’t understand why the black constituent in the South side of Chicago didn’t turnout to vote as Democrats expected. If they would have; Illinois would have swung to Humphrey, no one would have had a majority (George Wallace was also in the race) – and the election would have been thrown into the House of Representatives. Having a Democratic majority, the House most likely would have voted in Hubert Humphrey as president. And at the time that was a big deal to me … for some reason.

It wasn’t that I liked one party more than the other – I just seemed to like Humphrey. I hung around at the campaign headquarters for both parties that year, pretty much every day after school. My room was so full of campaign paraphernalia that I had to move yard signs to even get in bed at night. When you’re nine, reasons for doing things don’t seem to make as much sense looking back. Regardless, the event was permanently imprinted in mind and started me down the path of political obsession.

Well here we are in 2017 … and it was another of those: “What the hell happened?” But this time I need to add: “Why the hell did they vote like they did?” Only the it’s not just the south side of Chicago – it’s a good portion of the whole damn country.

Tell me why 42% of women voted for Donald Trump. This is astounding since the proof is overwhelming he seems to have only marginal respect for the gender. And then we have the recipients of Obamacare who because of financial hardship or pre-existing conditions had previously no access to health insurance. While receiving heavy subsidies often enabling them to be insured for the first time – they chose to vote for Trump even though a cornerstone of his campaign was to repeal Obamacare. What gives?


It’s been a few weeks since the election and I’ve been trying to write a piece that will help me understand this whole political craziness that seems to have overtaken us in America. Yet again I feel like Alice in the rabbit hole. I’ve probably started and stopped more times than I can count. I have five drafts going in different directions only to metaphorically rip the paper from the typewrite and crumple it up.

Maybe I was going through the stages of grief with each draft being a stage I progressed through. That might a bit strong since I had no real affinity for Hillary Clinton even though I did vote for her. But for the sake of the metaphor, let’s say I arrived at the acceptance stage. Now since I’ve accepted the fact that a guy known for “You’re Fired” will be president of the United States – this is me coming to grips with it. So here is my 2017 Call-To-Action.

But first …

The election is over and it’s time to spend our collective energies, Democrats and Republicans alike, building up America – not tearing it down. With a Republican congress, and considering politics trump (pun intended) civic responsibility and even basic human decency … there’s no hope of Donald Trump of not taking office – and probably little chance of impeachment either. Plus there was a hell of a lot of problems that needed fixing before Trump. How much more self-inflicted damage can the country take.

And I’m not in favor of protests and civil disobedience for the sake of protesting what might happen. You wouldn’t know it but Trump hasn’t done anything yet. Will he? That remains to be seen. What comes out of Trump’s mouth is not a good indication of his future behavior. The monumental barriers to getting anything done in Washington will likely be his biggest obstacle, not protests. Right now the last thing we need is to risk further division. And living in Montana, further division will not be a pleasant thing. The people doing the pushing back are well-armed and are pretty excited about Obama not being in the White House. There’s not a day that goes by when there’s not letters to editor in the Billings Gazette hating on Hillary Clinton … still. Anything to temper this euphoria won’t be met laying down. Plus, time spent protesting is time spent away from building your community, which is positive regardless of who the president is … especially Trump.

We can all obsess over our country’s government and its merry band of narcissistic lords and ladies climbing all over each other to be the first up the stairs to the top of the ivory tower. Their actions are little different from a meth addict “chasing the bag.” And as with the addict, where the only thing that matters is the drug … most of them are motivated only by the psychopathic drive for power. Nothing we do is going to change this.

This behavior is not limited to Washington D.C. either. Let’s look at North Carolina. Successful efforts by a Republican governor and a Republican legislature has gerrymandered the state into a farce of inequity. According to recent report by Electoral Integrity Project, the state can no longer be considered a democracy with an electoral score falling next to that of Cuba and Sierra Leon. In fact North Carolina is not only the worst state in the Unite States for unfair districting – but the worst entity in the world ever analyzed by the Electoral Integrity Project. Chalk one up for our system of checks and balances.

Partisan behavior at the expense of the people is not limited to Republicans either. As they come to the realization that Trump is the leader of the free world – how will the Democratic party react to his administration? Will they follow the example of the Republicans after the Obama election and take obstructionism to even higher levels, putting the American people they are sworn to protect, directly in the crosshairs? That’s the tactics Elizabeth Warren, a probable 2020 presidential candidate, wants to use. With the old battle-ax Nancy Pelosi still firmly planted on the throne of the Democrat party in the House — it’s a safe bet that delegation will do the same. Being a long time adherent of the party of supposed progress and new ideas, saying this gives me no pleasure.

Over just last week I’ve pruned over 100 people from my follow list on Twitter; not Trump supporters (there wasn’t a whole lot there to start with), but people I love. Unfortunately they’re avid (and sometimes rapid) Clinton voters who can’t let go of the election. “The election was stolen by Putin” or “Trump voters aren’t smart enough to know what’s good for them.” Whether that’s the case or not isn’t their’s to say – nor mine. In many cases they weren’t even voting for Trump. They were voting against Clinton – and that’s a Democrat problem. Regardless, I shutter to think what the streets of America will be like as Trump’s verbose campaign claims fail to materialize, and Democratic obstructionist policies are made out to be the reason why – regardless if they are.

But enough of the doom and gloom. I see little value in this masochistic exercise that results in little more than depression, anger or worse. I’m already close to the tipping point.

A few of days ago I had a Twitter exchange with a buddy of mine from Oregon, Christina Bowen. She suggested I put together a list of action items people can do locally as a response to the upcoming Trump Armageddon (my word, not hers). This conversation dovetailed with my own official realization that “we are where we are” and “it is what is.” I’ve worked through my personal stages of grief and “where I’m at” is angry and very motivated. I’ve been beating this “government isn’t the answer” drum for years now so this Trump thing really shouldn’t surprise me. What it’s done though has ratcheted up my sense of urgency.

Build Your Community With Direct Action

Building a playground accomplishes a lot more than just raising money to pay a contractor or expecting the government to do it. It’s yours. You and your neighbors built it. It’s a point of connection, a commonality – something we need desperately right now. The act of coming together and working together with those of opposing views, political and other, is a greater benefit than what you built. Now you’re looking at your neighbor as exactly that, a neighbor – not a Democrat or a Republican. He’s not just a label reduced to a single polarizing characteristic. He’s a person. He has kids that go to the same school as yours and play together. He’s a person who has hopes and dreams like you. And none of it have anything to do with who he voted for in 2016 presidential election.

Helping a family inflicted with cancer goes a lot further than participating in a cancer walk where who knows where the money ends up … except probably not where you were walking. While I applaud the camaraderie of cancer walkers, and runners and bikers – the same can be accomplished by directly helping those inflicted by the disease, and family members alike. Having recently gone through chemotherapy and likely having to face it again this year, cancer’s tentacles of horribleness do not end with the patient. Being a pseudo-caregiver to my elderly parents – I know.

These situations exemplify why I built the Community 3.0. When I began, Obama was president and Clinton by all accounts was up next. At the time the need for direct civic action was important … but now local civic action and volunteerism is an imperative if we expect to hang on to any semblance of a developed nation, let alone one like the one we’re accustomed to. And a case could be made that the very survival of the planet lies in the efforts of us in our cities and neighborhoods. Our cities are us – not the city council, the county commissioners or the mayor. 

Our work in the streets must be arm and arm with our friends and neighborhoods – no matter if they’re conservative, liberal, progressive or libertarian. The unemployed miner in conservative Wyoming and the minimum wage hotel worker in liberal Los Angeles will have to deal with the same government action and inaction. We have to resist the urge to hate and be vindictive towards other of the opposite political party. We must be the antidote for the unbridled narcissism of our politicians hell-bent on the retention of power at any expense … including ours.

Jennifer Lawrence’s turn as Katniss has come and gone but I fear the Hunger Games may very well be upon us in a real sense if we don’t band together and mend the social safety net and change our expectations of civic responsibility. How far away are we from literally fiction become reality. For some – we may already be there.

“What we need is a an entirely new world of possibility that transcends the insane politics and diminished leadership of our times.” – Andrew Markell

In the piece What do the genetics of a Bengal Cat and the evolution of economics have in common? I concepted an alternative governance model birthed from the union of the David Hume philosophy of “spontaneous order” and our inherent benevolence, and Elinor Ostrom’s “opportunity of the commons.” Government will still exist in its present form but relied upon less, economically, psychologically and sociologically. It would be augmented by pragmatic community-based action originating in the locally owned business community. The Norwegians have a name for this type of civic calling – dugnad: Unpaid voluntary, orchestrated community work.

Central to this hybrid alternative is collaboration of small businesses and the community in solving civic problems directly through the Front Porch civic gathering concept. In Minot, North Dakota where I grew up we had Charlie’s Restaurant and Elks Lodge. These were the places where the “business of the community” was done – more so than at the weekly city council meetings. These Front Porches were where ideas were hatched, risks taken and the future of Minot was mapped out … often under the influence of a libation or two. There was no formal membership or no elections – just people who voluntarily wanted to make things happen and better the town.

Make 2017 The Year Of The Front Porch

Why not make 2017 the year you start a Front Porch in your community?Don’t just include the usual suspects, but those the usual suspects pay little attention to. Find the people in your community who always seem to be new helping out – yet aren’t part of the power elite. Most of all – encourage people from all socioeconomic groupings to participate. Imagine what a single mother raising a child in a motel has to offer in perspective.

But most of all, include your community’s young people. Your local students should be your “foot soldiers of change” empowered to create a community that fits their needs and desires, not just those of their parents. They have the ideas and energy to guide your community into the future, not hold it in the past. You can’t afford to ignore this invaluable asset.

Under this model Front Porches (small businesses) will sponsor volunteer campaigns or Solutions. These Solutions can range from organizing a cleanup effort, to fixing a playground, to even spearheading a high school mentoring or apprentice program. Whether young or old, any community resident should be able to get involved. And on top of it helping and supporting others may be key to living a longer and healthier life, according to new research from the University of Basel in Switzerland.

I could add more action items to the list, but I’m taking the advice from the New Years resolution experts. Focus on one thing. So there you be. Go out and start a Front Porch and organize a Solution to one of your community’s pressing needs. Just imagine if everyone did the same – or least helped out with one of them. You’d have a community on volunteer steroids.

old woman posterize

Isolation, Illness … And Hate

Over the last couple of weeks several articles surfaced on the detrimental health effects of loneliness on the elderly and how it’s becoming an epidemic. And things always seem worse when we’re sick and there’s no one there to lean on for support. This is especially the case in rural areas where the sparse population adds to the isolation. This condition isn’t exclusive to the elderly either. The same can even be said when we feel isolated in our communities because our religious, social or political views.

Can these health detriments due to isolation be a breeding ground for hate? The outsized elderly vote for Donald Trump and his message of division and national isolation makes a case for it. Sadly I’ve never seen hate rise to levels of today. Why is this? Could it be the source of it is the unprecedented level loneliness and isolation in America? Maybe. Hannah Arendt in The Origins of Totalitarianism, her chronicle on the rise of Nazism makes a parallel argument decades ago.

Terror can rule absolutely only over men who are isolated against each other… Therefore, one of the primary concerns of all tyrannical government is to bring this isolation about. Isolation may be the beginning of terror; it certainly is its most fertile ground; it always is its result. This isolation is, as it were, pretotalitarian; its hallmark is impotence insofar as power always comes from men acting together…; isolated men are powerless by definition.

Has America turned into a nation of isolated, sick and angry people -waiting impatiently for someone to ride in on a white horse to save them from their lives of misery  – no matter the consequences? Politics is killing us, literally. If all this isn’t enough to make us wake from our cerebral stupor … then what will?

I don’t remember a time when there’s been a civic Call-To-Action like this. Will we use this urgency to build a more connected society focused on doing and helping … or will we let it slip further into the abyss of intractable allegiance to political ideology and hate? No party or candidate is going to do it for us – no matter how many campaign promises.

This is an opportunity for America to wake up and create a new set of civic habits – habits that revolve around direct engagement and extreme neighborliness – regardless the neighbor.

In 2017 I challenge all of you to pull yourself away from Facebook and Twitter, go out get your hands dirty and actually make your community a better place. The United States constitution begins with “We the people…” not “We the minions under the spell of the clowns in Washington D.C. waiting passively for someone to save our asses.” If we can’t muster up enough energy and care enough about our neighbors to make an effort … maybe we don’t even deserve to live in the country our forefathers founded. Think about it.

Our true destiny is a world built from the bottom up by competent citizens living in solid communities, engaged in and by their places. – David W. Orr


Related Posts: