Friday, October 28, 2011

Collapsed 6-Storey Building

A 6-storey building The Don de Dieu Plaza collapsed recently at Maryland, Lagos. The building is located at 11, Aderibigbe Street, was occupied by over 10 companies as at the time it collapsed.

More than 350 people escaped death as they had been evacuated before the building collapsed.

The evacuation took place because prior to it's collapse, the building shook to its foundation and occupants and neighbours heard a very loud noise yesterday at about 3pm, giving signs that all was not well. Less than two hours after all the occupants had left the building, it collapsed. No casualty was recorded.

Usually before bad things happen, signs occur. What do you do with it? Do you take action or wait for the disaster to happen? Please be discerning.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Lessons from the Super Eagles

• Numbers don’t count; (Nigeria, the most populous black nation on earth did not qualify for the Nation’s cup. Many smaller black Nations made it.)
• Big names don’t count; (We have many players with big names. Niger republic don’t have one big name that I know of yet they made it)
• Income don’t count; (The Super Eagles winning bonus was far greater than their opponents)
• History don’t count; (The last time we failed to qualify was 25 years ago did not matter. Niger had never qualified before yet they made it)
• War, Disasters don’t count; (Libya and Sudan are testimonies, yet they made it)

What is your excuse for not achieving results or not even trying at all? People who have lesser resources and opportunities than you do are trying and surprisingly, they are making it too. Don’t let inadequate capital or dominant competitors scare you. Guinea did not let Nigeria scare her from picking up the Nation’s cup ticket. That you are small could be an advantage. That you are the underdog means you could spring surprises by working harder and not relying on past accomplishment.

What counts?
• Planning
• Preparation
• Organization
• Teamwork
• Dedication
• Discipline
• Huge desire or hunger to win
When you miss out on something big, do you waste precious time mourning the loss? I would rather you reach out to the next big thing by stepping up your planning and preparation.

In sports, there will always be more spectators than players. In the society there will be more complainers than people taking corrective/remedial actions. There is so much money in sports. The players, journalist, advertisers of products and services, sales of branded club merchandise, etc.

The spectators also “benefit”. They ease their tension and relax (What of when their clubs loses?). They also get high and excited when their clubs or teams record victory. However, the success of Barcelona will not/never substitute for victory in your personal life.

Don’t just continue to spectate, strive and excel so you can win others applaud.

Thursday, October 06, 2011

Steve Jobs :Commencement address delivered by, CEO of Apple Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios, on June 12, 2005

This is a prepared text of the Commencement address delivered by Steve Jobs, CEO of Apple Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios, on June 12, 2005.

I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories.
The first story is about connecting the dots.

I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?
It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.

And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.

It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:
Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.

None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, it's likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.

Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.
My second story is about love and loss.

I was lucky — I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation — the Macintosh — a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.

I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me — I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.

I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.

During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I returned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.
I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle.
My third story is about death.

When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.
Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.
About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.

I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now.
This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope it's the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:
No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.

Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.

When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.

Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.

Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.

Thank you all very much.

Tuesday, October 04, 2011

Executive Excuse from Naija Officials

It easy to know the Man who is going somewhere, he takes responsibility for his actions, and in-actions. So also is the country – the developed countries, they take responsibility for their action. When you see a man, woman, child, leader or follower point to the other man or situation as the reason for their failures, you have seen someone who may eventually amount to nothing. People who make excuses really don’t make progress, so also is a country that thrive of excuses.

When people are dirty, they blame others. When students fail, it is the teacher that failed them. When boys who have lost their sense of moral indulge in rape, they blame girls for dressing in provocative way….when people come late to work, meeting, etc, they blame it on traffic or one thing or the other. The truth is, there are limitless excuses around us every day. A philosopher said, “one excuse is as good as the other”.

People, countries, and individuals who want to make progress accept they may not always be right, hence the need to take personal responsibility for their failures when it does come. I love what John McCain said after he lost to Barack Obama, “this loss is mine not yours”, your guess is as good as mine if it was to be the average politician in Nigeria!

One of the benefits of taking responsibility for your actions is that it gives you the sense of ownership and the right to right the wrongs.

Lately we have been inundated with countless excuses from our political and institutional "leaders" or office holders. What do you do when you are faced with a dilemma, inevitable failures or a grave situation?

This are some of the famous cliché’s common in our country:

We are on top of the situation.
The incident was rather unfortunate and all hands are on deck to bring the perpetrators of this dastardly act to book.
We extend our heartfelt condolence to the victims of this incidence.
We checked the official log and the mentioned checkpoints were not there
The incident did not take place in our school, teritory, state.
The victim has not come out.
The case has not been reported
The problem is a global phenomenon
It is the turn of our country to experience this (or be bombed)
It will be achieved by 2015 (shift the goalpost or deadline)
This is the handiwork of our political detractors
The opposition must have orchestrated this
This is sabotage
It is not the responsibility of the Government alone
Government alone cannot do it (why then did you join the government)
The last administration failed in their duty
The project was handled by our predecessors
We are making wide consultations (when experiencing a delay in setting up a team)
This is a federal road
I do not have authority to make a comment
the boss will make a statement in due course
introduce a diversionary issue (i.e tenure extension)
The xxxx sector has been neglected for ages
The equipment cannot be gotten off the shelf
We do not have enough equipment or manpower
The matter is already in court
It is taking time because we are following due process
If anyone has any evidence, he should come out
The criminals are from neighboring countries or state (who cares)

What are your personal excuses?