Here at the frontier, the leaves fall like rain. Although my neighbors are all barbarians, and you, you are a thousand miles away, there are still two cups at my table.
Ten thousand flowers in spring, the moon in autumn, a cool breeze in summer, snow in winter. If your mind isn't clouded by unnecessary things, this is the best season of your life.
~ Wu-men ~
Friday, September 11, 2015
Tuesday, September 08, 2015
Training with Taijiquan Master Ben Lo
Below we have a guest post by Scott Meredith. Scott is a well known taijiquan teacher from the Bay area and has published several books on training methods. I recently posted an excerpt from one of his articles here.
Scott maintains both a website and blog. Please pay them a visit.
Scott is a student of the renown taijiquan master, Benjamin Lo; himself a senior student of the famous Cheng Man Ching (Zheng Manqing).
Scott's article is about his training under Master Lo. Enjoy.
BENJAMIN LO and ENERGY-CENTRIC TAI CHI
By Scott Meredith
You hear about kung fu
killers living amongst us, non-descript, disguised as beggars or building
maintenance guys, but I think you sense right away when you’re in the presence
of a true master of the arts. At least I knew it immediately the moment Benjamin
Lo walked out onto a Bethesda, Maryland YMCA parking lot at 7 AM one sunny
Saturday decades ago. There was an intro speech by Robert W. Smith, but I had
eyes only for Ben, standing modestly and self-contained to the side.
When Ben began teaching his first thing was “you have only one leg”. Without much
preamble he demonstrated that by dropping into the Zheng Manqing Tai Chi pose
“Snake Creeps Down” (蛇身下勢 in most styles). He dropped straight into that, with his back totally upright. But
that wasn’t the demonstration of “only one leg”. He then, while fully
squatted, lightly raised up his forward, extended foot a few inches from the
ground, with no more exertion, and no more distortion of his overall position,
than you or I would put into crossing our legs while sipping coffee at a table
in Starbucks.
The photo below
isn’t exactly what it was (here he’s making a related point, in another pose)
but it gives the essential flavor of the moment.
Remember that this was
thirty-plus years ago. Nowadays we see a lot of bodyweight conditioning books
and DVD’s, I don’t know what they’re called; maybe ‘Death Row Alpha Bad Boy Bulk Up’ or whatever - all kinds of
para-military and convict-culture branded programs where the muscle-bound
instructor will pop out what they call pistol
squats or one-legged squats. And to them and their students, that’s no big
deal, just an everyday calesthenic. So don’t think I’m trying to make a
grandiose claim for physical attainment here. It wasn’t that, but it was a
magic moment to me. For one thing, he did it so calmly, so easily. He stayed
relaxed, he kept talking with an unvarying pace throughout, and he stood up on
the same one leg as easily as he’d gone down. It was so quiet, gentle, totally
unruffled. That’s what would differentiate it even today from the San Quentin Macho Muscle Madness type of
current training programs.
I realize seeing that would
not have the same effect on everyone. It’s a mystery why one person will glom
on to teacher X while another swears by teacher Y. I don’t want to make any
absolutist claims. I’m just explaining how I got drawn into working intensively
under Ben for the following decades.
That, and more along those
lines, was the morning session. It was devoted to form work (but in practice it
was mainly exploring a few deep principles by means of only a handful of poses,
rather than speeding through a whole fancy sequence).
The afternoon session that
day was held at a local Bethesda dance studio. Here the student crowd was much
large, I would estimate 40 attendees.
Smith introduced Ben again
very briefly and Ben immediately indicated that we were all to line up abreast
against one long wall. Have you ever heard of those chess tournaments where the
grandmaster plays 50 games at once, blindfolded? This had a little of that
vibe. Ben started at one end and gave everybody a chance to play against him,
do their very best to toss him back or down. There were some very big guys
there too. In recent times, in my own extremely limited experience, I haven’t
seen so many big-name teachers do this kind of relatively free work with every
person present. Sometimes they’ll cherry-pick one guy, often their own student
or the local host, for some demo freestyle work, more often they’ll just work
patterns and drills. This was fixed step push hands, so it wasn’t ‘anything
goes’ freestyle wrestling, or full sparring. But I was still impressed with his
openness. Of course, this was the era before cell cams could instantly ‘out’ a
teacher struggling with some big student the way they can now!
Anyway, I was well past the
middle, towards the end so I got to watch as he worked down the wall. Every
single person, at the instant they touched him anywhere, any way, was instantly
blasted back without reserve, let, or hindrance and bounced bang off the
slightly spongy wall. Every single guy,
big or small, it was as though they were all the same person. Ben didn’t say
much, sometimes he’d ask somebody to try again, or say push me harder, try harder! But it was pretty methodical and
mechanically efficient.
At that time, I had a lot of background in Mantis,
Northern Shaolin, Western boxing, Tae Kwan Do, and other stuff. The usual
pedigree for any martial arts geek of the time, I’m not claiming any special depth.
But mainly, I had done a lot of Tai Chi and push hands. A short period with
Smith himself as a very young teen, then later I’d learned several Tai Chi form
of hundreds of moves each, Tai Chi weapons, two man sets, all kinds of stuff
including a lot of push hands experience, both patterns and free style, fixed
and moving step. So, naturally, total idiot that I was (and still am) I figured
well these guys just don’t have my serious
background, but when Ben gets to me I’ll give him a run for his money! Yeah right. Like I said, a total idiot. He
got to me, I put out my arm, and just from his touching my arm - yes not even
my body - BLAMMO I found myself bouncing off the wall. Just that touch. And I
wasn't even qualified for a rematch in his eyes. As he moved crisply along to
my neighbor, he very briefly looked back at me and said, “You’re stiff as a board, just relax.”
Probably he’s say the same
today. I’m not claiming there’s anything inherently extraordinary in any of the
above, don’t get me wrong. I’m sure anybody who’s done deep Tai Chi work would
have something similar, or much more spectacular, to say about meeting up with
their ‘real’ teacher. But that day formed my very subjective, very personal
first impression of Ben.
I was hooked and moved to San
Francisco not long after to pursue ‘full time’ training with him (every weekday
evening, yes I did have a job!) The more I trained under his exacting physical
specifications, the more non-physical (internal) energy I felt. That was weird
because in every other quasi-athletic thing I’ve ever done, the instruction
improves your physical performance but I began to experience things that went
way beyond anything I’d ever felt, even beyond the bit of internal/qi stirring
I had known from other Chinese training. What I realized was that Ben’s extremely
rigorous training method, which seemed so excruciatingly physical from the
outside, or to a beginner, was a purely internal training protocol, designed
to get us to understand without a lot of talk and philosophy that power comes from
the legs. But he didn’t mean physical power or strength!
That is the hardest thing for people to get. They hear about Ben’s patented Torquemada-style
training regimen, of standing in the true, absolute form of the ZMQ poses, five
minutes of which standing, in any single pose is far more tortuous than a full
hour in other forms of standard Zhan
Zhuang, and they assume that if it was so physically arduous, physical
endurance and strength must be the point of the training. Or maybe, at most,
some mental correlate of those physical qualities, like learning to ‘tough it
out’ phsychologically. But I began to feel in myself that this wasn’t at all his
point.
I slowly began to feel his
covert ‘point’ explicitly, whenever I stood correctly. His hidden teaching was
that the internal power pervades the
entire body from the feet and legs upward, just as the Classics say. That’s
why you don’t need to use arm strength. Not that you become a powerless noodle,
but that something else fills your
upper body – arising from the feet and legs. ZMQ standing helps you develop
that - it isn’t for Gold’s Gym sexy thighs. And this point is also what truly
distinguishes Tai Chi from garden vareity Qi Gong methods, which tend to
emphasize arm waving and twisting. I felt
this core teaching of Ben, in myself, for real. It was, in its odd way, a
totally non-physical conception and teaching, masked by the fact that
visitors would tremble, faint, vomit, and generally need to sit down after just
a few minutes sampling the rigor of Ben’s regular form class.
The weirdest thing was, Ben
himself never explicitly taught or even acknowledged these energy effects,
sensations, any of that. He did not deny anything, but he just kept insisting
on his basic five training points, which appear “more or less” physical. But
the energy harvest was totally blowing me away.
To this day, Ben does not discuss the kind of wild energy effects that I
present in my books (though I have his blessing to have published them). His
idea is that everything emerges naturally from the correct basic training
framework of his five principles. That’s how it worked for me after all. And he
feels that talking about wild energy experiences will just over-excite and
distract people from soberly working the basics. I am, of course, very
sympathetic to that view. He is my teacher after all!
So then why do I violate that
deep wisdom so outrageously and flagrantly in my books? Good question. I just
looked around at so much Tai Chi instruction of the present time, which, while
not bad at all, never seemed to touch on what I know to be at least the
beginning of the real inner potential of the art. Either they never mention it,
or they talk about it as distant, abstract philosophy, and they make such a
huge deal out of how many decades it will be before the student gets even a
toehold with the real internal.
That’s ok, it’s not bad. But
I thought, is there no room for somebody who simply tries to lay it out openly?
There is a great quote from the classic internal writings (Xing Yi actually)
where the guy phrased it really well, saying:
The Dao is not far from people; it is people who distance themselves from the
Dao by their actions. That line kept gnawing at me, I thought how
sincerely, and with how much effort, people practice, shouldn’t they get at least
a glimmer of one guy’s view of what’s possible? And as I said, Ben doesn’t mind
it.
That now begs a new question
though, what is possible, can any of this be useful in the real world? What is the overall point of it? This existential thing is a serious quandry for me. I
talk a lot about what you’ll feel. But what is the use of that? People say Tai Chi is for “health”. You hear that a
lot. But I feel health is a complex dynamic hairball of karma, genes, diet, emotions,
and regular exercise. Tai Chi could be in the mix, but anyway you don’t need to
pursue the bizarro experiences I have written about just to get a little better
balance as a senior.
So what is the point? People
talk about fighting and self defense, but there too I feel most of the talk is
unrealistic. I’ve covered that elsewhere and a lot of people disagree with me.
But I feel that of the people who are good at ‘fighting’ with Tai Chi, first,
they don’t usually have an out-of-art fight record (a few do) and, second, they
are mostly big, tough guys who would have been good fighters anyway no matter how
they trained. And Ben often says that even Zhang Sanfeng, levitating in the
sky, could be brought down by any average skeet shooter.
This is where I myself
struggle to make a case for the energy–centric approach (almost arguing with
myself!) I often say: art for art’s sake.
I don’t know how to put it any better. Isn’t it intensely interesting to explore this incredible potential of feeling? Just
from working the Zheng/Lo postures, using the Ben Lo principles, I began to
feel, to a far greater degree than just the usual tingly palm stuff, the overwhelming
presense of the INTERNAL POWER in its three main varieties: as wave, as stream,
and as state, which can be experienced both during and outside of practice,
while awake or asleep. It’s just so amazing to me that people don't talk more
about this. Well, many teachers have of
course – I don’t at all mean to sound boastful like I discovered it or
anything. In fact, my books bend over backwards to cherry-pick the most perfect
and precise past evocations of this as an actual felt experience, which are
semi-hidden, sprinkled all through the writings of the past masters. I have
tried to cast all my re-treaded stuff in the light of that tradition.
What Ben did for me was (1)
provided the training framework for it to startup (which I’ve tried to build on
in my own work, some people would call it building
down I guess – i.e. muddying the purity. I hope they’ve gotten better
results working in the more standard way; and (2) demonstrated the true Tai Chi
mastery.
More about that demonstration
thing: I said Ben doesn’t talk explicitly about the energy. Furthermore, he won’t
Tase you with some kind of inner zap when he touches, nor will he throw you with
no-contact. You feel a bare touch and you go out, that’s all. His
demonstrations are subtle. But me it’s inspriing to see him apply such a gentle
contact with such outsize effects.
After working with him for a
decade, after hearing him say No strength! to me how many thousand times, I
still recall with a thrill the day I really ‘got it’. Nothing special he was
demonstrating on a big tough football player type of guy what the real Tai Chi
should look like. First he launched into the guy physically, as most of us do,
with no effect at all. Might as well push on Mt. Everest. Then he backed off
and said “Now here is Tai Chi”. Very lightly he contacted the man’s chest - WHAM
the guy was thrown 10 feet back. At that moment, it hit me: Oh! No strength!
Why didn’t he ever say so… !? Ridiculous I know. But that’s the moment I got
it.
From then on my push hands
improved greatly. But again, this article is not the usual me, I’m not trying
to ride my high horse here. I have my bad days and my tough opponents. But as
they say, I’m my own opponent. When I still have trouble with anybody, it’s not
because of anything about them. My internal power is more than enough to toss quite
a wide range of partner types at this point. But I still have trouble sometimes,
and that’s because I’m fighting myself – my own fear, pride, tension – all
these things block the full expression of energy. So I’m well aware that you
can have all the great inner experiences you want in your solo training, only
to see it all self-nullified in a instant of tension, distraction or ego.
The challenge never goes
away. But despite the impossible nature of this inner cultivation task, I don’t
think we benefit by basically giving up and saying well real internal power, as
explicitly described by the old masters, either doesn’t exist at all, or else
must be understood as a pre-scientific metaphor for things we now totally
undestand, such as fascia tissue, or mechanically efficient torque or better
nerve conduction or whatever is the flavor du
jour of explaining away the old masters’ plain words. It’s real and even
though it’s of limited use in daily life, and won’t always function perfectly
for you even in the hothouse Tai Chi training context, it’s still fascinating
to pursue.
My favorite Ben story of all
time is what he told us once during a break at the rundown Mission Street
studio he held for a few years in the 90’s. He was talking about his recent trip
to Israel, where he’d done some big seminar. He said there was a professor of
dance in attendance, an older woman, said to be famous in her field, accompanied
by her young female grad student. It seems one of the many accomplishments of
this distinguished professor was that she’d invented a revolutionary system of
dance notation for choreography, said to be able to precisely capture any human
motion. During the form class, this distinguished academic sat and watched, notating everything
she saw on her pad. During the break, she came to Ben with her student, a young
woman who’d never been exposed to Tai Chi before that morning. Holding the
notes before the grad student’s eyes, she had her pupil perform the entire
sequence to absolulte perfection. The prof asked: Ben, is there any mistake? Isn’t it perfect? Haven’t we captured Tai
Chi entirely in one set of notes? Ben said: Yes it is perfect, but it’s not Tai Chi. He signalled the biggest
guy in the room - army vet, overall tough guy, bouncer etc. - over to him. He
told the guy, Stand strong and don't let
me move you even one inch. Ben touched the guys’ arms lightly and sprawled
him back several yards. He turned to the Prof and her student and said, “Where is that in your notation?”
Ben remains for me the greatest
Tai Chi master I’ve met, along every dimension. I realize how totally parochial
that sounds. I’m really not as nutty as I sometimes come across, I’m more
rational than you may think. The Professor himself said that none of his
student was his own equal, that “Liu
Xiheng got my water skill, and Lo Bangzhen got my fire”. Thus, a partial transmission. There’s probably something to that. Certainly
Ben himself is extremely modest and consevative in making any claims about
anything, especially himiself. So read this article with a big grain of salt. I
can only hope it’s an interesting bit of kindling to stoke your own Tai Chi
fire.
Saturday, September 05, 2015
Wednesday, September 02, 2015
Sunday, August 30, 2015
Thursday, August 27, 2015
Adding Some Monastic Martial Arts Training
Below is an excerpt from an article that appeared at the wonderful blog, The Art of Manliness. I think that we could all benefit in applying some of these ideas to our own training. I know I could.
I haven't really had time for much martial arts training over the last few months. Running has served for my monastic practice.
The full article may be found here. Enjoy.
Throughout history only a small percentage of men have been capable of making such a commitment, and today, communities of martial monks have all but disappeared. Yet introspective and iron-willed men have followed the way of the monastic warrior in every age — finding outlets to seek solitude amidst even the noisiest throng.
Perhaps the best example of this determination in more modern times can’t be found in some exotic temple or tucked-away monastery, but in a rather less likely place: The skies above Normandy, June 6, 1944.
Major Dick Winters, commander of Easy Company (aka the Band of Brothers), was cut from a different cloth than many military officers then or now. Sober and disciplined, quiet and reflective, cool and resolute, in many ways he lived a life apart from his men. Yet the strength and wisdom he gained from his “retreats” from the world enabled him to lead his troops through a D-Day attack on German artillery, an assault of the French town of Carentan, a bayonet charge on a dike in Holland, the cold of Bastogne, and finally to Hitler’s Eagle’s Nest in the Bavarian Alps. And he did it all as a 20-something, just recently removed from college graduation.
In his memoirs, Winters writes that it is his “earnest hope” that his remembrances and reflections will help each reader “find your personal peace and solitude in a turbulent world.” In a time of ceaseless noise and distraction, Major Winters’ message and example have truly never been more needed.
Today, Major Dick Winters will be our guide to learning this hidden and elite art.
The word asceticism comes from the Greek askesis — which meant “exercise” or “training.” For the Greeks this training happened at the gymnasium, which might be, as it was for Aristotle, situated inside a school. The ancients believed a sound body and a sound mind went hand-in-hand.
Major Winters adopted this philosophy in his youth and participated in football, basketball, and wrestling. But it was at Georgia’s Camp Toccoa that his body would reach its full potential.
It was there that the US Army’s paratroopers were tested and trained en route to becoming an elite fighting force. Winters had joined the Airborne precisely for this challenge:
Day and night, through dust, storm, and most cruelly, the blazing sun of a hot Georgian summer, potential paratroopers were physically tested to the point of exhaustion. The training was purposely designed to weed out the weak and less committed, and it had the desired effect; of the original 400 members of Easy Company, only 148 made it through.
Winters had no trouble however, enjoying the challenge and rising to the top of the pack; when a “Junior Olympics” was held — consisting of “the best time up and down Currahee, most push-ups, most chin-ups, and the best time through the obstacle course” — Winters won the competition and earned the right to serve as jumpmaster of the first contingent of officers.
Where Winters further separated himself from his peers was in the fact that his dedication to physical fitness neither ended on the last day of Airborne school, nor was limited to the minimum required of troops in the field.
Not only did he not allow his hard-earned fitness to slide after leaving Toccoa, he pushed himself even harder after arriving in England. Though intense day and night training continued for the men as they prepared for D-Day, Winters did his own workouts during his personal time:
Winters felt that it was this training that ultimately allowed him to remain mentally alert, control his fear, and avoid breaking down under stress:
Winters believed that the cornerstone of character was honesty, and that from there you worked to develop a moral compass that was guided by the virtues of courage, fairness, consistency, selflessness, and respect for your fellow men. He felt that integrity was paramount as well, noting that “it is easier to do the right thing when everyone is looking,” but “more difficult to do what you should do when you are alone.”
To these core values, Winters added his own ascetic precepts, choosing to abstain from canoodling with women, drinking alcohol (he was a lifelong teetotaler), and, as we shall see, swearing.
I haven't really had time for much martial arts training over the last few months. Running has served for my monastic practice.
The full article may be found here. Enjoy.
Few masculine archetypes are as mysterious and compelling as that of the monastic warrior. From the Shaolin monks to the Knights Templar, such men withdrew from worldly distractions and sacrificed common pleasures in order to develop both their spirituality and their martial prowess. Through study, contemplation, and physical exercise/training, they disciplined body, mind, and soul to a keen edge.
Throughout history only a small percentage of men have been capable of making such a commitment, and today, communities of martial monks have all but disappeared. Yet introspective and iron-willed men have followed the way of the monastic warrior in every age — finding outlets to seek solitude amidst even the noisiest throng.
Perhaps the best example of this determination in more modern times can’t be found in some exotic temple or tucked-away monastery, but in a rather less likely place: The skies above Normandy, June 6, 1944.
Major Dick Winters, commander of Easy Company (aka the Band of Brothers), was cut from a different cloth than many military officers then or now. Sober and disciplined, quiet and reflective, cool and resolute, in many ways he lived a life apart from his men. Yet the strength and wisdom he gained from his “retreats” from the world enabled him to lead his troops through a D-Day attack on German artillery, an assault of the French town of Carentan, a bayonet charge on a dike in Holland, the cold of Bastogne, and finally to Hitler’s Eagle’s Nest in the Bavarian Alps. And he did it all as a 20-something, just recently removed from college graduation.
In his memoirs, Winters writes that it is his “earnest hope” that his remembrances and reflections will help each reader “find your personal peace and solitude in a turbulent world.” In a time of ceaseless noise and distraction, Major Winters’ message and example have truly never been more needed.
Even for those who adopt a less ascetic form of this path, it is in truth most conducive and productive for the youthful bachelor, who is yet unattached to family and settled responsibilities. Yet every man of every age and station in life can, and must, find ways to follow the way of the monastic warrior — to leave behind the madding crowd, develop himself completely, and fight and lead in whatever kinds of battles he finds himself.
Today, Major Dick Winters will be our guide to learning this hidden and elite art.
...
If you asked Major Winters about the root of his discipline, how he was able to stay so calm and resolute, and why he didn’t crack after landing in France miles from his target landing zone and without his weapons, spending 70 days on the front line in Holland, and weathering a month of constant cold and artillery barrages at the Battle of the Bulge, he’d point to one key factor: his physical fitness.
The word asceticism comes from the Greek askesis — which meant “exercise” or “training.” For the Greeks this training happened at the gymnasium, which might be, as it was for Aristotle, situated inside a school. The ancients believed a sound body and a sound mind went hand-in-hand.
Major Winters adopted this philosophy in his youth and participated in football, basketball, and wrestling. But it was at Georgia’s Camp Toccoa that his body would reach its full potential.
It was there that the US Army’s paratroopers were tested and trained en route to becoming an elite fighting force. Winters had joined the Airborne precisely for this challenge:
“Airborne troopers looked like I had always pictured a group of soldiers: hard, lean, bronzed, and tough…So I took it in my head that I’d like to work with a bunch of men of that caliber. The paratroopers were the best soldiers at the infantry school and I wanted to be with the best, not with the sad sacks that I had frequently seen on post.”
The physical training required of paratroopers was a big part of what attracted Winters to the unit, and he got plenty of what he desired. “To say training at Toccoa was intense,” he remembered, “is an understatement.” For 13 weeks Easy Company ran 5 miles before breakfast, double-timed it everywhere else, performed rigorous calisthenics, completed daily obstacle courses, undertook 25-mile hikes, practiced all-night field exercises, and of course, famously tackled 1,740 ft. Currahee Mountain. Several times a week, the men ran the grueling 3 miles up, 3 miles down.
Day and night, through dust, storm, and most cruelly, the blazing sun of a hot Georgian summer, potential paratroopers were physically tested to the point of exhaustion. The training was purposely designed to weed out the weak and less committed, and it had the desired effect; of the original 400 members of Easy Company, only 148 made it through.
Winters had no trouble however, enjoying the challenge and rising to the top of the pack; when a “Junior Olympics” was held — consisting of “the best time up and down Currahee, most push-ups, most chin-ups, and the best time through the obstacle course” — Winters won the competition and earned the right to serve as jumpmaster of the first contingent of officers.
Where Winters further separated himself from his peers was in the fact that his dedication to physical fitness neither ended on the last day of Airborne school, nor was limited to the minimum required of troops in the field.
Not only did he not allow his hard-earned fitness to slide after leaving Toccoa, he pushed himself even harder after arriving in England. Though intense day and night training continued for the men as they prepared for D-Day, Winters did his own workouts during his personal time:
“whenever possible, I took opportunity to improve my physical stamina…Not surprisingly, I felt that I was in the best physical shape in my life as Easy Company prepared for the invasion at Aldbourne. This did not happen by accident. Following a rigorous day of training, I would take a run every evening following tea with the Barneses. As they were on their way to bed, I would say, ‘Well, I’m going to take a walk.’ I would go out and run for several miles even though blackout conditions were in effect. Then I’d come home and go to bed.”
Winters kept up the exercise habit after Easy Company deployed for combat missions, finding it invaluable in mitigating the stress that accumulated from having to regularly make life and death decisions. He committed himself to a rigorous routine, in which “there were only a few days that I didn’t run two to three miles, do eighty push-ups, sixty sit-ups on a foot locker, a couple of splits, and some leg and trunk exercises after the day’s work was over.”
Winters felt that it was this training that ultimately allowed him to remain mentally alert, control his fear, and avoid breaking down under stress:
“Because I was in such good shape, my fatigue level never reached the point of physical exhaustion that contributes to mental exhaustion and, ultimately, to combat fatigue. We all experienced sleep deprivation at times—that is the nature of stress—but a physically exhausted leader routinely makes poor decisions in times of crisis.”
For this reason, Major Winters strongly believed that “Moral courage is based on physical fitness.”
...
Monastic warriors were called not only to cultivate sharp minds and fighters’ bodies, but to develop themselves into men of the highest moral caliber. In this standard too, Dick Winters strove to reach the pinnacle of his potential.
Winters believed that the cornerstone of character was honesty, and that from there you worked to develop a moral compass that was guided by the virtues of courage, fairness, consistency, selflessness, and respect for your fellow men. He felt that integrity was paramount as well, noting that “it is easier to do the right thing when everyone is looking,” but “more difficult to do what you should do when you are alone.”
To these core values, Winters added his own ascetic precepts, choosing to abstain from canoodling with women, drinking alcohol (he was a lifelong teetotaler), and, as we shall see, swearing.
For Winters, keeping his personal honor code was a matter of integrity and self-respect; he wished to be able to look in the mirror and hold his head high. He also believed that moral excellence kept the mind pure and sharp, and enabled a man “to make decisions quickly and correctly.”
Monday, August 24, 2015
Friday, August 21, 2015
The 48 Laws of Power, #14: Pose as a Friend, Work as a Spy
One of my favorite books on strategy is The 48 Laws of Power by Robert Greene and
Joost Elffers. Where The Art of War, by Sun Tzu is written as an
overview of the whole topic of strategy, seeking to provide an overall
understanding of the subject; and The 36 Strategies tries to impart the
knack of strategic thinking through 36 maxims related to well known
Chinese folk stories, Mr. Greene focuses on how we influence and
manipulate one another, ie "power".
Mr. Greene draws from both Eastern and Western history and literature as his source material. Sun Tzu and Machiavelli as cited as much as wonderful stories of famous con men. Among my favorites is about a scrap metal dealer thinking he bought the Eiffel Tower.
Each of the 48 Laws carries many examples, along with counter examples where it is appropriate that they be noted, and even reversals.
It is a very thorough study of the subject and the hardback version is beautifully produced.
One of the things I admire about Greene is that he not only studied strategy, he applied what he learned to his own situation and prospered.
People tend to open up ... and say too much to people whom they like. Knowledge is power.
For more, visit: http://48laws-of-power.blogspot.com/2011/05/law-14-pose-as-friend-work-as-spy.html
Tuesday, August 18, 2015
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