Saturday, May 26, 2012
Thursday, May 24, 2012
When things go wrong they really go wrong. And being summer holiday time many things are bound to go wrong. The only holidays I have ever had (ever!) had been during summer. And in summer when the city swelters with heat, water is scarce; we all board our trains to our villages, which inevitably are as dry as the government's canals in the Thar desert.
The first hurdle is obtaining the tickets. The damn bloody tickets won't come your way even if you queue up at 4 a.m. in the morning. I book tickets; my waitlisted ticket doesn't show in the confirmed list. The neighbourhood tout promises to deliver a confirmed ticket for 1200 a person. Idiot. I would travel by air for that money. By now my plans are getting a bit wonky, never mind. I travel by air. I worked all those late hours and travelled in crowded compartments not for nothing.
So I buy air tickets. The pilots' strike is on but Air India is selling tickets left and right. As a sucker for cheap fares I book Air India Express tickets. But what do I know? At the airport, the Air India airhostesses sit and chat with smug expression on their faces. I wait for my flight to show up on the screen. Why isn't my flight IX 204 showing though many are taking off? Not even a sorry, cancelled announcement! But the superciliousness of the Indian national airline becomes obvious when I approach the counter staff:
Thursday, May 17, 2012
LIVE BLOG: It's goobye to Kerala after a short vacation, too short to call it a vaation as such. Cirumstances were such. I don't know why every trip to my native state has to be so full of serenipitous adventure: an unconfirmed ticket, a pilots' strike, a tout who proved that in India only corruption worked, a countryside where well are dry though it is raining, moquitoes the size of flies, an old aunt of 97 years sinking into decripitude, etc, more of this later.
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Saturday, May 12, 2012
ON PHONE: Interesting that I am sitting in an airport contructed by the company I work for. Met an interesting person by name of Tharakan which is my own family title who gave me some interesting health tips. Disappointed that the Sahar airport doesn't have enough seats. When I found one an obese girl said it belonged to daddy. Guess the seat is permanently booked for daddy! Scoot!
ON PHONE: Waiting for the taxi to arrive I am reminded of the saying 'Getting there is more interesting than arriving' some such grave profundity. There's a joy in travel that generates adrenalin in all od us. I will be blogging live this journey from my android phone, so watch this space. As is obvious I travel very light!
Thursday, May 10, 2012
Wednesday, May 09, 2012
Tuesday, May 08, 2012
Monday, May 07, 2012
Sunday, May 06, 2012
Can't say this is a happy Sunday, though why not keep appearances, eh? I am blogging this from my mobile phone and hope there are'nt many bloopers, wiifey lleft for KERALA today and I will follow in a few days for the yearly ritual I have been following since I was a small child, those days it was by steam-engine driven coach these days it is by diesel train, those days we went by the Cuddapah route, these days by the Udupi route. Hope you have a happy Sunday.
Saturday, May 05, 2012
Edmondson's subsequent research with Anita Tucker (see pdf) on what nurses can do to prevent and learn from mistakes is instructive — and makes it clear how much a good boss has to be willing to forgive. When they looked at the behaviors of the best nurses, they found "noisy complainers" (constantly sounding off to management about the causes of errors), "noisy troublemakers" (calling out mistakes by others that they could have turned a blind eye to), and "self-aware error makers" (making it known when they'd caught themselves doing something wrong, and encouraging others to be watchful for mistakes on their part). In other words, if you asked a doctor to imagine a "good nurse," these nurses came across as pretty much the opposite.
So a willingness to forgive — even of behaviors that can feel threatening — is essential on the part of any boss who wants to set group norms that will lead to psychological safety and constant learning. But, that shouldn't extend to a resolution to "forgive and forget." Those of us who have children learn that this is often the response they want when they mess up. I will personally always remember, for example, the day — the very day — that my daughter got her learner's permit to drive. A mistake of a few inches, hitting the gas instead of the brake, sent my wife's brand new car into the side of the house. All our daughter wanted was forgiveness, and for the incident to be completely erased from our memory banks. In that case, it might have been best.
In most settings, forgiving and forgetting, while temporarily comforting, condemns people and systems to make the same mistake again — sometimes over and over. The better approach is to "Forgive and Remember", which is the title of a great book by Charles Bosk on medical errors, and the philosophy he says the best teams and organizations use.
Friday, May 04, 2012
Wednesday, May 02, 2012
His defenders claim he is trying to stretch the scope of philosophy to cover the everyday flotsam that philosophers have hitherto ignored. But gradually, as you pore through Zizek's words or watch his audiences, whose bemusement is caught on film, you discover that the complex manner in which he expresses himself does not imply that his thought is itself subtle or complex. In fact, he seeks to revive a murderous and discredited ideology.
Asked by an audience member what his idea of a good social order is, he replies: "Communism! I am absolutely in favour of egalitar ianism with a taste of terror." Behind Zizek's comedy routines, he believes we need to return to Bolshevism. He is not offering warm, fuzzy Lennonism; this is cold, bloody Leninism. Zizek writes rapturous hymns of praise to the "genius" and "strength" of Vladimir Ilyich Lenin, calling him "the poli tician of the 20th century" and demanding "fidelity to Lenin's legacy". Just in case there is any ambiguity about the anti-democratic nature of supporting the man who erected a monstrous one-party police state in Russia, Zizek explains that Lenin's "ultimate lesson is that only by throwing off our attachment to liberal democracy" can we become virtuous.