Every once in a while, we read a book that doesn't just transform the way we see the world. It also changes how we live our lives. For the past ten years, I've been asking business leaders and students which book has most influenced their actions.
Once I switched hats from enthralled follower to the social scientist that I am, the bloom fell off the rose, as it were, as my feelings shifted from admiration to resentment at having fallen for his smoke-and-mirrors act.
The U.S. is only number 17 on The Economist glass-ceiling index; 16 countries provide more career advancement opportunity for women. And immigrant women find it even harder to get equal chances at work.
From teaching myself computer programming in three days to now being able to tell the stories of my underdog past as a result of it, I owe a considerable amount of my success over these past couple of months to one person: Malcolm Gladwell.
A few years ago nobody knew what a coconut chip is. Many still don't. Educating people is one of the biggest challenges when introducing something unprecedented in the market. Weeks before we launched, Trader Joe's released their own private label coconut chip.
It is not industries that grow leaders; it is societies. It is the education system and, therefore, it is actually the responsibility and duty of various societal stakeholders to nurture competent, intelligent and forward thinking leaders.
Experts are born because people come into the world differing in ways that turn out to matter for real-world achievement. But experts are made because there is no getting around the necessity of a long period of practice and training for reaching a high level of performance.
How often do we avoid taking an action out of the fear of other people's opinions of our failure? Innovators are better at identifying the true risk of a situation and are more willing to fail than others.
Wall Street is our secular religion. As with more traditional beliefs, faith trumps reason. That explains our willful blindness to the obvious scam, the fantastic story told to us by billionaire bankers.
I piled cringe upon cringe Friday -- first because I read Steven Pinker's vivisection of Malcolm Gladwell's new collection, second because of what I found when I Googled a flub Pinker wielded against Gladwell.