Influencers might be nice guys, but are they leaders?
Back before COVID, I was on my way to meet a friend at a hotel in New York City. I came up from the subway on 57th Street and got disoriented, so I simply announced in a loud voice:
“Can anyone point me toward the such-and-such hotel?” A a passerby replied cheerfully.
“I’m going there myself. I’ll walk you over,” He asked, in a friendly Irish accent. “Are you staying at the hotel?”
“No,” I said, “just meeting a friend in the lobby. And you?”
“I’m getting a lifetime achievement award in the ballroom tonight. Heading to rehearsals.”
“That’s nice,” I said. “Do you feel like you’ve actually achieved anything in your lifetime?”
He laughed.
“I’d like to think so.”
We made pleasant chit-chat as we walked, and parted in the lobby.
That evening, I told the story to my son.
“You know,” I said, “I logged over 25,000 miles hitchhiking in my youth. And wherever I went, there was always someone who knew the lay of the land. You don’t need your smartphone—it just keeps you from seeing the people around you.”
Naturally, he pulled out his smartphone.
“Did he look like this?” he asked as he showed me a photo on his phone.
“That’s him.”
“That’s Bono,” he said. “He’s getting a lifetime achievement award tonight, as we speak. Aren’t you ashamed? You managed to insult Bono.”
I am absolutely not ashamed. He didn’t seem insulted either. And I hope Bono won’t be insulted by what I’m about to say next.
How to Tell if It’s a Disaster or a Cause
I once told my “How I Met Bono” story to a Bulgarian friend who grew up under the Soviets. He laughed and said they had an expression:
“It’s not a disaster until Bono shows up.”
Until then, they just dealt with their own problems.
I laughed too. As a kid, it felt like it wasn’t a cause until a folk singer wrote a song about it. People went to the concerts, got their kumbaya fix, then went home feeling better about themselves.
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