Sometimes I'm right and I can be wrong
My own beliefs are in my song
The butcher, the banker, the drummer and then
Makes no difference what group I'm in
My own beliefs are in my song
The butcher, the banker, the drummer and then
Makes no difference what group I'm in
I am everyday people, yeah yeah
Sly and the Family Stone
Before launching into this post let me start by saying I hope you all enjoyed the video!
That video in retrospect was "deeper" than I certainly imagined at the time. However, it was made as a spoof of the AIG Culture which frankly I found invigorating and from my perspective as a very "Merit Based" environment which while dominated by "Men" had a very strong connection to China and had a diverse community of staff from all over the world. Now don't get me wrong. some of the women in that video expressed frustration at times that it was a difficult environment for women. I often reminded them that the division I established was formed by "us" in 1999 under the direction of my boss who was a women (she left to become President of ACE in 2002). Internally the women in the video who wrote 1.1 Billion on a sticky paid started with me in 1993 as a Clerical Supervisor. She had no college degree, but was one of the brightest individuals I ever met. When I announced my retirement she left to help establish a Managing MGM working for that women who left AIG to be President of ACE.
One of the biggest part of the spoofs was my swaggering into New York a typical Male AIG executive with women swooning over his swagger....only to have to negotiate our plans with a Senior Actuary...also a women who I assure you was as tough a negotiator as any man. It was with her help and counsel we grew into a 3 plus billion a year division at AIG. The video was actually meant to crudely depict to those independent brokers who we sold our products through how we made decisions on pricing our product and paying them for selling it.
One thing I want to convey to my blog readers is my own perspective that getting the best people to do the job is should be the primary objective of any business manager. I would add that prejudices and biases should not enter into the equation. I would also add that no organization should avoid "diversity" including race, religion (Note my comment we are not a "Catholic Company") or gender. Ingraining an organization with any one "type of person i.e. college degrees only" can lead to hubris .
OK enough about the video already.
So I must have always been against "Quotas" right? Wrong, I was not always against quotas, even when they affected me. More on that shortly.
In previous blog posts I have talked about the importance of family, friends and community. My own self interest when we discussed Climate Change was maximizing my ability to make life easier for my own immediate family. This has been the bedrock of humankind since we became "Human". This imperative has been a key to human society and we all do it-Liberals and Conservatives alike. I tried (unsuccessfully I am afraid-they hated it) to get my sons into the "insurance business" by getting them a summer job at AIG. My friend and fellow blog follower "Whitey" was instrumental in helping get the son of another blog follower "Lester" a job as an insurance actuary. It's what close friends can and should do.
So why have "quotas? Well sometimes because of that very reason, quota's can help correct historic injustices, caused structurally by historic circumstances. Which has lead me to an incredible discovery just a few minutes ago.....and now for my newest "Karma" revelation and my own quota story. All this is true as god is my judge.
In queuing up today's writing I decided to relate my own experience with quota's. I wanted to write about my recruitment and ultimate rejection by Dartmouth College which occurred in 1969.
I attended my freshman year in High School at Central High in Philadelphia. It was a school for boys only, designed for "gifted" students from all over the city. I only attended one year-I hated it and transferred back to my neighborhood High School. While at Central I played freshman football, something not available to my neighborhood High School which started with 10th grade. As a result of my having that experience I was able to talk our Varsity coach into letting me try out for the Varsity-the only sophomore to do so, and I made the team! I had the good fortune of playing three years and made all league as a defensive tackle in my senior year and was selected as Public League Scholar Athlete of the year.
While playing freshman ball at Central High I became a casual friend with a nice young man...who happened to be black named Wayne Moody. Our paths crossed again a few years later when we were both recruited by Dartmouth College. We flew to Dartmouth together on the Scott Paper Company Plane (my first plane ride) and spent the weekend meeting coaches etc.
Wayne ended up getting in to Dartmouth, I did not. The reason frankly was he was black and I was not. I loved Dartmouth (must be that Ski Country Karma) but it was not to be. Instead I attended Lafayette, quit football to Party and well the rest is History. I would add that I never felt slighted or deprived (my parents were initially miffed but I think were happy I went to Lafayette). At the time and even now I felt that giving expanded opportunities to underrepresented minorities was necessary at the time. Today I am not so sure we haven't carried this way to far, particularly when it comes to hiring and college entrance "quota's" But let's save that for my next post.
So how many of us get to look back at the specific person who was given an opportunity over one's self based on a quota? I did today when I Googled a few hours ago....Wayne Moody Dartmouth College.
Well boy was I surprised or what. I could not believe my eyes.
Like me Wayne went for premed-and decided to change majors because of the difficult curriculum. I went Anthropology, he went Geology. Wayne never graduated... but frankly went on to what appears to be a very successful career as an ASTROLOGIST in San Francisco. He also BLOGS!
I am not sure how to end this piece except whoa boy. What truly makes this country great is that all of us the OPPORTUNITY to find our bliss-whatever that may be.
I share a couple of links about Wayne.
First from Dartmouth Alumni Magazine
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