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Sean Penn "Soaks In?" Hugo Chavez

Normally, when my wisdom gets the best of me, I stay away from political discussions because, like any discussion based more often than not on emotion rather than reason, they just don't go anywhere.  But every so often, I see something that drives me so crazy that I succumb to my own emotions and ooze myself into the slime of "unreasonable" discourse.  So here it goes. 

Last Monday, I'm minding my own business by my locker at the gym, getting dressed to go home.  A guest host for Bill O'Reilly is on the TV in my locker row talking about Sean Penn's recent visit to Venezuela far a meet and greet with their wanna be dictator, Hugu (that's Ugo) Chavez.  Seems Mr. Penn is rather impressed by the work Mr. Chavez is orchestrating in his quest to build what he refers to as "21st Century Socialism" which, if actions speak louder than words, is defined as unlawful property seizures, censuring (or "re-defining" to be kind) free speech and "modifying" his country's constitution to engender himself a "be in charge" card for life.

All of this topped off like whipped cream on pumpkin pie by a big spoonful of "Bush is the Devil" rhetoric and that's, apparently, the bait that hooks Mr. Penn and the like.

Mr. Penn is critical of many US government policies and, it's safe to say, President Bush as well.  That is, as an American, of course his right.  As an American, Mr. Penn no doubt enjoys and covets the freedoms bestowed upon him, the freedom to do the work he pleases, own the property he buys and say what it is that's on his mind.  If only the citizen's of Venezuela had it so good.  In fairness to Mr. Penn, he smartly had little to say during his trip, choosing instead to maintain that he was visiting the country only as a journalist to 'see things for himself and sort of take it all in.  For Mr. Chavez, like most big talkers with little minds, would have none of that.  Way too scary to leave to chance just what Penn might say with his, um, pen.  Like any dictator in training worth his salt, Mr. Chavez paraded Mr. Penn around his country in the company of soldiers, no doubt orchestrating and controlling who and what Mr. Penn could see and hear.  Chavez even spoke for Mr. Penn describing him as "a man who is critical of his government and of imperialism" (he' no doubt redefined imperialism to exclude himself).

It's pretty clear that Mr. Chavez is systematically and actively trying to engage any and all well known American Bush Haters like Mr. Penn, Danny Glover and Cindy Sheehan for a visit and photo op in an attempt to add some global legitimacy to his Tony Soprano like ambitions.  No doubt that a visit from Alec Baldwin is forthcoming, after the whole calling his 11 year old daughter "a little bitch" phone message thing blows over (Mr. Chavez is needy but not stupid after all).

I'm 100% certain that Mr. Chavez will fail in his quest to become the supreme leader of 21st Century Socialism for two reasons.  First, socialism is a fundamentally flawed system that, in order to be successful, must appeal to the "have nots" at the expense of the "haves".  Were Mr. Chavez Mother Theresa, he may have a shot at this.  Second, like any dictator attempting to drape himself in the veil of socialism, Mr. Chavez will, himself, become his own worst enemy, lining his pockets while lying to his "people".  And like nearly every dictator (or wanna be) in recent history, Mr. Chavez will either end up with a bullet in his head or on the run constantly looking over his shoulder for the end of his life.

And as for Mr. Penn, I hope he writes a great article on his Chavez experience.  But I also long for the good old days, a time when I like to think Mr. Penn was most in his element, as Jeff Spicoli in Fast Times at Ridgemont High.  It was in this role that Mr. Penn professed, "What Jefferson was saying was, Hey! You know, we left this England place 'cause it was bogus; so if we don't get some cool rules ourselves - pronto - we'll just be bogus too! Get it?   Got it.  Mr Chavez, any questions?

It’s Not About the Money, It’s About the Message

If you’re familiar with the saying “it’s not about the money” then you may also know that, with the exception of those occasions when it really is ONLY about the money (the check out line, tax time, rent due kinds of times) it’s almost never really about the money.  Confused?  Good.  I was hoping that I could create a scenario for you that would replicate the way I felt after attending a speech last week at Milwaukee’s Wisconsin Club.  If there’s one thing that’ll get most business people charged up it’s the chance to hear a billionaire talk.  “Wow”, they’ll say, what an opportunity!  And, presumably, they’re right.  Anyone who’s become a billionaire, especially if they didn’t start life as such, probably has a leg or two up on the rest of us, either in smarts, instincts, relationships, confidence, vision or, dare I say, balls.  And any chance to glean a nugget or two of their gold for our own personal use is, to beat an overused saying to death, priceless.

Or so you might think.   But sometimes, like the night last week at the Wisconsin Club, a billionaire shows up ……. to talk ….. and talk ….. and, well, talk.  It would be one thing to hear a billionaire talk like there was an audience actually listening, but that wasn’t really the case that night.  The audience was there, of course, it’s just that it seemed we were being talked at, rather than talked to.   And that’s, I guess, the problem.  Whether you’re a billionaire or not, the key to an effective presentation is to know what your audience is looking for from you and deliver it.  You’re not a speaker so much as you are a messenger.  And a messenger needs to tie a story to a lesson like a nail secures a shingle on a roof.   Without that, it’s unlikely that your story, whether you’re a billionaire businessman or a Wal Mart greeter, will mean anything significant to your audience.

There’s a guy named Jeffrey Gitomer (www.gitomer.com) who’s a sales expert, and a fantastic speaker (but not a billionaire as far as I know) who’d describe the billionaire’s presentation as “showing up and throwing up.”  In other words, he came to say what he came to say, and didn’t appear to think too much (or care) about what we in the audience came to hear.  I’m pretty sure he didn’t do that on purpose.  But sometimes, (I’m told) people tend to treat billionaires like royalty and, like the story of the emperor with no clothes on, they can be a tad wary about pointing out that something is …. amiss, regardless of how revealingly. 

It may not be my place to make this point but … what the hell. Next time you talk to us (or any group) make us feel what you’ve accomplished, the people you’ve touched, the people who’ve touched you, your successes and your failures.  Let us know what we can learn from your experiences and how we might use that knowledge to produce bigger results in our own lives.  Don’t tell us the timeline of your life, lead us through your life’s experiences.  And (sorry, I can’t help myself) for god’s sake, make a point already!

If it’s not about the money, great!  The question is what is it about?