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Category Archives: Biz detox

How to break a woman

07 Sunday Apr 2019

Posted by B* in [Read], Biz detox, Close & personal, Ella | Her

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This essay denounces the ongoing challenges for women academics to progress into top leadership positions at classic academic institutions and related publicly funded organisations. Open below or open in PDF

Margins

21 Friday Apr 2017

Posted by B* in [Read], Biz detox, Lucidez | Insight, Poems, Saudade | Memory

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She was always page greedy
Every cm taken up by words

“If the limit is two pages
I’ll pack them full of thought

I’ll shrink the sizes
squeeze the corners
‘till the page
can hold no more.

1cm margins. Why not?
And fonts size 10. Still readable
I’ll donate extra spacings, for headings.
I’ll even dare some list, some table.”

And thus it came to be:
Every essay, a feat of grabbing
of using, of taking all blank space available
while pretending it didn’t happen.

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Now we live off the page
and she has no chance to push margins.
We are bound to pre-determined spaces
that shift from screen to screen.

But blank corners are equally rare:
everyone has given in to greed.
Empty space is silence
And we are all shouting me, me, me.

“1cm margins. On top, on right on bottom.
I’ll break this page. I’ll own this space.
I’ll blog, I’ll tweet, I’ll tell more.
Please look. Please like. Please share.”

So she goes on and on
Eating the virtual page
Torturing pixels, deforming formats
Infesting your world with words.

For blanks, there is no room
For silence, there is no margin.

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(For reading, there is no time).

 

 

Blue Monsters

02 Friday Dec 2016

Posted by B* in [Read], Biz detox, Fun, Lucidez | Insight, Poems

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I am sitting by a grown man
In this grown up plane
Full of suits and business gone stale.

A laptop spits cartoons.
The grown up man, serious, watches.
It’s a silly cartoon. No irony. No flair.

And this very serious man
Wears his new polo and his big watch
Exposing his charmless office profile

While watching cartoons
On his laptop, in this plane,
Such a soulless travel trap

So tired, so Friday evening
So late business, so I-want-home
So I-eat-crisps and cheap crap.

*

I try to concentrate
On my window
And I smile

At the blond haired blandly drawn boy
Who plays at being scared of blue monsters
And makes this tired boring grown man

Happy.

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Type Fest

11 Wednesday May 2016

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The precision of the consultant

27 Saturday Sep 2014

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Pure, perfectly applied jargon
The most productively meaningless use of the English language.

Ultimate. Maximised. Creative. Effective. Engaging. Targeted. Valuable. Shared.

Poetry in jargon
The ultimate achievement

The creative beat of my targeted core

Effecting and resolving in pure synergy with your maximised engagement

Creating community
Full(y felt) added-value
How worth sharing

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Leaders in all their guises…

01 Thursday May 2014

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When it comes to the diversity and bizarreness of human character, reality always beats the wildest of imaginations… You only need to be lucky enough to travel widely and have the capacity to enter as broad a range of inner circles as you possibly can.

I seem to be in that category. I have developed a research portfolio with varied appeal… (though the number of weird requests seems to be on the increase, what kinds of databases have I been entered into lately???). I travel across the world, and I am invited to speak to those interested in art, as well as those interested in money; those interested in theory, as well as those interested in policy and practice; those interested in the past and those interested in the now; those who only want a micro-local focus, and those who only care about international comparators; those who want numbers, and those who want stories; those who want impact and those who want promise.

The latest adventure has taken me just around the corner, to London, but into a world previously unknown to me, a surreal gathering of ‘world leaders’ (mostly from developing countries) in fantastical attire, within a sumptuous old-fashioned English palace. We were treated to some Brit-regalia under the grand chandeliers and the impassive eyes of multiple generations of kings and queens framed and crowned in baroque excess.

Who were these leaders? A beauty queen from Indonesia (dressed top to toe in silver sequins); a chilling female psyquiatrist from Serbia (dressed in a scary goth suit, supported by an entourage of equally scary women in black men-suits taking pictures of her every move, all dark tones except for their vampiresque red lips); a broad brush painter from Angola with an expertise in “execut[ing] false ceilings”; the president of the National Union of Beekeepers from Kyrgyzstan… And the list goes on, for pages and pages, of the most incoherently rich and diverse range of backgrounds and countries… (None of this is INVENTED!!)

If nothing else, this gathering made me think about the notion of ‘leadership’, indeed. Who is a leader? Who determines who deserves praise? (The event was an ‘Experts Conference’ as well as include a regal International Awards Ceremony, full of the most extravagant titles and types of nominations imaginable. I should have kept the Night Proceedings…)

Sadly, I suspected there may have been a bit of opportunism on the part of the British organisers (attending the lavish dinner offered to the chosen – & awarded – international leaders came at a ‘premium’ price). Regardless, it was a completely new experience for me and a chance to be acquainted with yet another of the many layers of conferencing, international networking and mutual back-patting gatherings in existence out there.

Not sure I came out of this event with much renewed confidence in these kinds of affairs… but I certainly came out feeling a bit more savvy and self-aware about the responsibilities that come with the job if one joins in the ‘world experts’ & global-summit bandwagon.

(Most memorable lesson: the wonderfully crazy fashion sense and style statements available on the global high street…)

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