I am a forward observer, born with log term planing skills ~ indecently I am educationally and height challenged. And, I was born with a wooden spoon in my mouth. Bottom Line
I listened to my son-in-law discuss with a friend the topic of creativeness, ingenuity ~ you know all that crap people say about the US; not long ago. Later that evening, I told him his theory was totally wrong. I had achieved all that was perceived that was good, and creatively become the cream of the crop (successful stone sculptor). That part I took credit for
But, and yes, here comes that butt again ~ my brother with the same genetics was a total bust and ultimately burden on society. His response was, "oh yeah."
My mom and dad feared that bullies would have a hay day with me growing up. Problem was the slugs could not catch a 10.4 second hundred yard dash little kid that probably would have left them flat on the road. As one relative's kid put it to his father, before I had children, "dad he looks tougher than you."
My wife of many, many, many years. Met her on the 23d of August 1973. We are both first born's of families of threes, and publicly educated, and the same height. But, always a but, she is three months older than me
Both of our fathers were directly involved in the air/space craft industry following WWII. Her father with just an AS degree in mathematics was ultimately called in to help create the ejection system after the failed crew lift off. My father with just an AS degree and almost as good in mathematics was sent onto USC where he graduated a year after I graduated from high school. He was being groomed to become a vice president. My long story point here is that between the two fathers, one, my father had put together a super nest egg, while I just had to dump money into my father-in-law's account to cover their financial well being at '92 (both '92) for he and his wife. Dad-in-law no nest egg; not even a broken shell of a nest egg. Both Dad's well educated for their time.
Back to my wife. Extremely smart, only joined my path because I was persistent and apparently cute
I never saw myself as cute/handsome or gave a crap about money. The army showed me the money; $98 bucks a month and a brand new kid (private) not yet twenty. The clown you elected president cried all the way to the bank due to a bone spur. Both my father's (included in-law) served during WWII. My father's flight crew trained B-29 crews for deployment. Though enlisted, my father retrained the Navigators in additon to his real job. Specifically trained the crew that dropped the first "A" bombs. My wife would never have served ~ period. But, for some damned reason (BUT) she supported me 100% throughout the officer portion of my military career. Used my enlisted time to obtain the GI Bill to fund my education; then went back into service to become an officer. We met while backpacking, I asked her to marry me a week and a half later, and we married by the 30th of December. We had no real money, but lived very comfortably ~ not under a bridge
I offered her the opportunity to go to college, assumed we could both work part-time and I had the GI Bill ($450 a month once married
). She declined, continuing her very blue collar job until I graduated and we had our first born, the sixth first son in a row. She did however, try passing the Mensa IQ test. Sorry, out of my pay grade
However, she finally graduated with her BS and was Phi Beta Kappa graduate; later went on to obtain her Masters (I beat her though). She accomplished the BS with two preteens and a ghosting captain.
What have you learned today? Well education and intelligence do not provide the "engine that could." Was it having the deck stacked against me that provided that engine? I was the guy that while my peers talked about taking the hill; finished their cup of java only to find in their field glasses, I had already taken the hill. My peers were so pissed off at me that they took extraordinary measures to torpedo my career. Yeah, I know there are no torpedo's in the army, but try telling my officer peers
Do not tell them that I resigned as a Major so that I could support my wife in her dream career. It would melt their heart to know they wasted their hatred of my success. FYI ~ I was the only field artillery officer during my period to design, build a prototype and and convince the army to produce for world wide distribution a manual driven (computers were not up to the task just yet) war game ~ with my name on it. Got my only ARCOM (medal) for my time and energy
I planned, as a junior in high school my military service/GI Bill since my mom told me that they would only fund my sister through college since she was a girl. And, I knew I needed funding based on my teachers making it clear, very clear, it was going to take a lot of very, very hard work to get into, stay in, and graduate from college.
The Wright brothers learned to fly at a time when flight was becoming possible. The brothers held back creativity while the Germans had an air force ready for WWI. Elon is not native American, in case you missed the memo. Elo's dreams/long range planning and creativity exceed even the best of the best. What is the real case between Edison vs Tesla back in their day; you know the real inventor/creative person?
Elitism and money is what prevents creativity. Education is just a tool to open or in some cased block doors to creativity. Flying under the radar like me is costly to the soul, but worth the ride
Leadership is not a learned skill or necessarily a natural talent. I think of myself as the quiet leader, focused on truth and responsibility. Anyone can lead from a position of hate, and deliberately causing fear. My type of leadership does not deliberately cause fear and definitely does no feed on fear. I think that is the easiest way I can describe it for now. It is definitely the the chicken or the egg scenario. Does hate beget fear or does fear beget hate? For the eggheads, it is not the devil's work. That dumb ass, the devil gets way too much credit