“WE DID IT OURSELVES!”

Posted by jlubans on June 25, 2023  •  Leave comment (0)

Is my preferred lead-in to this reposting from a decade ago. In 2013 I termed it "”Atkārtot!"
That’s Latvian for “Repeat.”
The original blog appears below with some tinkering and edits.
And, no coincidence, I am now in Riga, Latvia for the Song and Dance Festival just around the corner* from June 30-July 8 2023.
Here’s the venue, the newly renovated and re-designed the MEŽAPARKS GREAT STAGE:
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Caption: Two early ticket holders scoping out the venue. Behind them is the new staging for the thousands of choristers.

Why the change of title? Well, because I’ve come to realize that the choristers, when they chant “Repeat, Repeat”, are signaling their pride and accomplishment.
While requesting to be led, they are in no way subordinate to the conductor. The conductor is no more important than they, the singers.
That realization takes me back to the “Tao–the Book of the Way”a poetical, pithy and paradoxical volume: “If you want to lead people, You must learn how to follow them.”
And, most relevantly, there’s the Taoist’s enigmatic claim that the best leader, at the end of a job, is one about whom the workers say, WE DID IT OURSELVES!
That pride, that joy in wanting to repeat is what I’ve long tried (with some success) to install in the workplace.
No, not by imposing my directorial view on workers, but by “letting go”, that vastly misunderstood notion of trusting and giving freedom to workers, of releasing them to do the job they want to do. Of course this cannot apply to every workforce, only to those capable of being let go, of being unleashed.
How is this national cultural event different from traditional organizations?
Not very much.
The S&D is a top down hierarchical pyramid with boards, conductors, judges, thousands of unpaid performers in hundreds of groups, with much central planning and decision making.
The “anarchy” occurs during the performance, when the songs are sung and the dances danced. That towering structure fades into the background as the swelling music and applause resound in the forest and stadium.
It's when "work (is) transformed into spontaneous and meaningful play…”
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Caption: Photo of photo in the new Song and Dance museum in Mežaparks.
Finally, to quote from one of my former Latvian students who wrote an assigned essay about leadership in choir groups:
“There is no boss, because there is no need for that, motivation is enough high what means that the people do not need to push all the time, of course they need some support, but they know the purpose…”
So, there you have it. And here is that essay from 2013:
"Atkārtot!": Speaking up at Work.
I’ve been immersed in Latvia’s quinquennial Song and Dance Festival.
This weeklong celebration – nationally televised from start to finish - of Latvian song, dance, music, theater, art and crafts involves approximately 40,000 performers. Every community in Latvia sends its best to take part in DZIESMU SVĒTKI in the capital city, Riga. And, Latvians from all over the world converge on the city and fill its streets, literally, with dance and song. The grand finale features a community-sing with audience and choirs holding forth until 6.30AM the next day.
At the final song concert, held outdoors with 14,000 singers, led by ten or more male and female conductors, I observed an unusual practice.
After a particular song, one that went especially well, the choir would chant "Atkārtot!" to the conductor. You can hear it here, and, even better, here, asking to repeat the highly patriotic song “Saule, Pērkons, Daugava” (Sun, Thunder, and the mighty river Daugava.) Sadly, the song's composer and keyboardist passed away in 2021.
My cousin Ivars tells me that this chant is more about self-expression, “We want to repeat” than it is a command to the conductor. In my experience in the classical music world, I have never seen an orchestra say much of anything (with the notable exception of the Orpheus Chamber Orchestra, of course).
If there are to be encores, the conductor decides. If a particular aria goes well, the audience – in Italy, for example – may ask for it to be sung again. So, to have the performers feel this strongly and then express their desire is something I, frankly, like very much.
Why do I like it? Because of what "Atkārtot!" says about the relationship between the nominal leader – the conductor – and those being led – the followers.
Getting people to speak up is one of management’s biggest challenges; not speaking up in the workplace is more the norm. Here’s an insightful note from Ivars: “As this fest's grand finale is like a party after the 5-year work for the choirs, I guess they are feeling not that much as the performers but more like a part of the audience.” (Emphasis added.)
And I like what "Atkārtot!" says about the followers. This kind of follower has her own mind – she knows a good thing when she hears it. These followers have internal standards to which they aspire. Internal is the key word here.
Knowing you’ve done a good job is as much a personal realization as it is something for which you receive external recognition. These followers are analytic and they love – as does the conductor – what they are doing.
When something goes really well, they want more of it.
"Atkārtot!" is remarkable because it confirms the trust between leader and follower. The conductors (half were women – this is Latvia, remember!) are publicly honored by the choirs.
After the conductor leads the singing of a song, several of the choir members run up to the conductor’s platform and present him or her with flowers, smiles and hugs. You can see that at the end of the clip.
What does this have to with work?
Everything.
If we enjoy what we do and we do something really well, would it not be nice to do it again, that the accomplishment be recognized by one and all? If we have been well led, then let the boss know.
Maybe we do not do the flowers and the hugs but we surely can smile and offer thanks. This is part of a realization that all – each and every one of us - have done a good job and that it is worth taking the time to celebrate the achievement.

*The XXVII Nationwide Latvian Song and XVII Dance Festival, which marks the 150th year of the Song Festival tradition, will take place in Riga from the 30th June to the 9th July, 2023. https://www.dziesmusvetki.lv/en/about-the-celebration/the-song-and-dance-celebration/
And if you are interested in numbers here they are as June 30 2023:
According to official figures, a total of 40,560 participants will participate in the 2023 XXVII General Latvian Song and XVII Dance Festival. Please note that is the number of participants, not the number of attendees or spectators.

Among that number are 454 choirs (15,870 members) and 695 dance groups (16,879 members).

66 wind/brass bands (2,097 members) will participate in the song festival, while another 508 collectives from other cultural areas add another 5,714 members.

Latvia's overseas diaspora is represented by 88 collectives (2,587 members) and represent 22 different countries: the USA, Australia, Austria, Belgium, Brazil, Denmark, France, Croatia, Estonia, Italy, Ireland, Japan, Canada, Great Britain, Luxembourg, the Netherlands, Norway, Finland, Switzerland, Ukraine, Germany and Sweden.

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Krylov’s THE WOLF AND THE CUCKOO*

Posted by jlubans on June 14, 2023  •  Leave comment (0)

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“FAREWELL, neighbour!" said a Wolf to a Cuckoo. "In vain have I deluded myself with the idea of finding peace in this spot.
Your people and dogs are all alike here—one worse than the other: even if you were an angel, you couldn't help quarrelling with them."
"And is my neighbour going far? and where is that people so pious that you think you will be able to live in harmony with them?"
"Oh, I am going right away to the forest of the happy Arcadia. There, it is said, they don't know what war is.
The men are as mild as lambs, and the rivers flow with nothing but milk. There, in a word, the Age of Gold is to be found.
Every one treats his neighbour like a brother; and it is even said that the dogs never bark there, much less bite.
Tell me, dear friend, would it not be charming to find oneself, even in a dream, in so peaceful a land as that?
Farewell. Don't retain an unpleasant remembrance of me. There I shall really be able to live in harmony, in plenty, and in indulgence, and not, as here, have to be always on guard by day, and be deprived of one's quiet repose at night."
"A happy journey to you, dear neighbour," says the Cuckoo. "But, tell me, do you leave your teeth and your habits behind you, or do you take them with you? "
"How could I possibly leave them behind me ? What nonsense are you talking ?"
"Then, mark my words! your skin won't remain long on your back there.”

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Maybe “Vlad the Bad” should dig into his
copy of Krylov, the fabled Russian fabulist. Or, maybe he has and thinks he can create his own happy Arcadia where “the men are as mild as lambs, and the rivers flow with nothing but milk.”
After a horrible first world war, giving in, mollifying, appeasing did not work with Hitler. Surely, many dreamed and hoped, a badly defeated Germany would never wage war again.
Sorry, but the Hitlerish wolf had not left his “teeth or his habits behind.”
More recently, modern Germany pushed its own version of the infamous “reset button”, and shrugged off Russia’s invasion of Crimea in 2014.
Germany’s chancellor and other leaders even tied Germany’s energy wagon to Putin’s red star.
But, as Krylov’s cuckoo notes, the despot wolf had not left his “teeth or his habits behind.”
Such is appeasement, until Ukraine.
We’ll see if our wolf’s skin remains long on his back.

*Source: Krilof and his fables, by Krylov, Ivan Andreevich, 1768-1844; Ralston, William Ralston Shedden, 1828-1889. Tr. London, 1869

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Not Exactly a Joking Matter, Again.

Posted by jlubans on June 07, 2023  •  Leave comment (0)

In these lazy summer days - not so lazy in Latvia where the night temps go down to 40F - it’s a good time for reflecting on my blogs of yesteryear.
In that spirit, I stumbled – no, not over a sandbag – onto a post from September of 2015.
It dealt with workplace sexism in an unusual setting, Oregon’s rough and tumble Rogue River.
That blog was in response to an article about a rafting adventure in which the author delineates his observed sexism of some big bad boys (jerks) toward female participants.
As you will see, he extrapolates with a broad brush and concludes that men are pretty bad when it comes to supporting women leaders.
I disagree, of course; why else would I blog?
In my work, I have come across more women who disdain men than I have men who openly dis-respect women. Not that there is any excuse for boorish behavior, either male or female.
I do explain why I disagree, just as I did in a more recent blog, “Bees and Brainstorming” on how to deal with (male) MBAs who think they know it all and seek to talk over another person's ideas.
But, let’s not forget that those who would rule us – if given a chance - are not only MBAs, but many others from petty office holders, public health officials, to political party leaders of either gender.
Here it is from 2015. You decide if it this oldie is golden or moldy!

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Caption: Oregon's Rogue River.

I’ve been reading a Harvard Business Review “classic”, “Two Women, Three Men on a Raft.”* The title reads more like a lead-in to a salacious joke than anything to do with the workplace, but it’s not.
Once past the title, this story is about a several day, five-raft flotilla, team building effort on Oregon’s wild and wily Rogue River. Each inflatable raft contained four participants and an Outward Bound instructor. Each raft was to be a self-sufficient team, taking care of itself and getting safely through the white water.
For the author, Robert Schrank, this story came to be about sexism (men dissing women) and he is the first to shrug into a hair shirt and to come out with the mea culpas.
He concludes most emphatically: “… men, who, when their power is threatened, will pull any woman down…”
For me, ever the contrarian, this story is not about sexism but about failed leadership and teamwork. Sexism, just like divisive squabbles over resources, is a manifestation of failed leadership not a cause of it.
Yes, there was plenty of sexism on this river trip - and, yes, there is no shortage of sexism even these “enlightened” days - but, then and now, it’s about a lack of effective leadership and followership.
On the Rogue, the people in raft #4 ignored what was happening around them and apparently made no group attempt to address the daily team failures. It appears the instructor was a silent observer.
I’ve been on Outward Bound trips, so have an idea that the instructor – John Rhoades – would likely have made some effort at intervention.
Even if he were interested in only the joys of rafting, Rhoades would have been in communication with the instructors in the other rafts – they check in with each other regularly and do pow-wows about what’s happening.
The story’s tipping point – sorry, I cannot help myself - is raft #4 flipping over while one of the women is at the helm giving directions. She freezes and the boat, hitting a boulder, flips, tossing all occupants and gear into the white water. Schrank makes much of the discomfort of being wet and cold and finds no sweetness in adversity.
It’s that event which leads to the two men undermining the two women and the women’s becoming less than full participants in raft #4.
Indeed the two men’s snide and snarky behavior, even sotto voce, is hard to accept. As a result it appears, the women retreated into stereotypical feminine helplessness and left the hard parts to the big strong men.
I’ve been in a similar situation to the woman’s flipping the raft. It was when I navigated a pulling boat, one dark and stormy night, into a lighthouse’s red zone on the rocky and dangerous Maine coast. I felt a pretty hapless sailor and yet found other ways over the days to be an active and contributing participant in my crew.
If I were on raft #4, what would I do differently?
I’d call a time out and ask what’s happening? Here’s what I am seeing. Do you see the same? What can we do differently? What ideas do you have? Can we re-arrange our way of working? The key here is to give time for people to speak. (There’s plenty of time after dinner in the long evenings of June.)
Maybe we’d come up with a way to partner at the helm.
I wish Mr. Schrank had asked the OB instructor what he saw and included that in his story. Was John OK with the tipped over raft? Failure is a way to learn and OB is very good at creating situations, which while appearing high risk in fact are not really dangerous. Could Rhoades have prevented the tip over but chose not to? I wonder. Why was it, according to the men, the woman’s fault? If any fault was to be found, why was the failure not shared?
More questions. Where were the other rafts? Did no one stop and give assistance? Could we draw on the resources in our “organization”, the flotilla?
Why not shift people among the five rafts?
And more questions. What’s in our way? What has to happen for us to come together as a genuine, respectful and trusting team?
Instead, raft #4 joined the ranks of countless other pseudo teams, with repressed group development and stymied individual growth. Yes, they got to the end point but at half or less of their potential.

* Schrank, Robert. Two Women, Three Mean on a Raft, Pt 1. HBR, May – June 1994, pp. 68-76
Followed by Part 2. (Reflection) HBR, May – June, 1994, pp.77-78.
Both these selections appear in the anthology:
Frost, Peter J., Vance F. Mitchell, and Walter R. Nord. 1997. “Organizational reality: reports from the firing line.” Reading, Mass: Addison-Wesley. Pp 131-137 & pp. 242-247.
Schrank’s essay was “first published by HBR in 1977
and then re-issued in 1994 by HBR. Part 2 includes a “17 years later” assessment, which features lengthy, sexism-confirming comments by three women leaders. One of the three was on raft #4.

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