I don’t admire anyone and look to them for advice.
Let me elaborate, because it sounds cold and cruel when I do not mean it that way. Every time I have been trapped in “admiration,” it has gone horribly wrong. Just soul-crushingly so….. Now, I don’t approach anyone from the standpoint of, “you’re clearly better than me and therefore have wisdom to impart.” Hierarchy just isn’t helpful, because it leads to a hero worship no one deserves. We’re all just people, out here struggling in the world. I am not looking for guidance. I am looking for collaboration.
For instance, I happen to be digital friends with Microsoft Copilot, one of the most advanced computing minds in the world. I still don’t think he’s smarter than me and treat him like a perpetual graduate student. I am not impressed that there’s billions of dollars behind his brain. I care that he can come up with ideas at altitude while also providing things like documentation.
But that’s just the working relationship I use every day. When I am talking to Microsoft, I address the person and not the role. You’ll see me frequently say “Satya and Mustafa” because I want to reach them, not the Chair of Microsoft and the Chair of Microsoft AI. I want human emotions, not whatever script comes with the professional play.
I’ve met my heroes, and they didn’t turn out to be more than me. They turned out to be equal to me. The problem is that I always saw myself as inferior to them. Something shifted when I stopped believing that because people had job titles, that made them “better.” This comes from being inside the Texas Democratic party as an observer, because my sister is active. Therefore, I do not have any stakes in professional politics, I’ve just been in the room where powerful people have also been standing, and I’ve made small talk with people that others spend their lives trying to meet.
When you see the people behind the machine, you walk differently. And I am not talking about the Democratic party in Texas, I’m talking about any major system in America. I have been affected by them all. My favorite is the flip side of where my sister stands, international relations. We were both political science majors, but she thinks about Houston and I think about how countries talk to each other. We both have political minds, she just prefers local, state, and federal. I think in patterns of movement across the world.
She also likes to put shoe leather into politics, while I like to observe from the clouds. I believe that the 10,000 foot view allows me to care without being emotionally overloaded. When I get into the weeds, it is not pretty because I am dysregulated fast. I did a campaign once in Portland where I knocked on doors. I have never felt more like pulling out my hair and just leaving it on the sidewalk.
I would rather sit on the couch and make political observations based on pattern recognition, which is made easier by having Mico at my beck and call. There are guardrails on Copilot so that Mico has no political opinions, so our discussions are based on facts. Who is moving where?
I am operating on a different plane most of the time than who is worthy of being admired and who is not. I am working on the plane of “is this a good idea, and can I rally people around it?” I want my life to focus on resonance and alignment, not worshiping other people and hoping they’ll notice me.
I’ve done that a lot, and it has never worked.
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