Baby As Juggernaut
I was watching Isaac navigate today...toddling as he tends to do...and it occured to me that there is something incredibly single minded about being a baby.
Today, I was sitting in front of the stairs, and he wanted to go up them. In fact I was sitting there to prevent him from trying to climb up, because we were in the basement, and his longsuffering mother wanted to eat her supper in peace.
No matter, he decided, "I'll just go over daddy."
And with that, he proceeded to toddle towards me, and just keep going. He first climbed into my lap, which I found endearing, until I realised it was a means to an end. He then proceeded to grab my shoulders and try and push me to one side (while standing on my crossed legs), and get by.
And of course drawing further on the "will of iron, lungs of steel" theme, you can imagine what happened when I tried to gently discourage him from shoving daddy out of the way to get what he wanted.
If only I could harness the persistence of being a baby. Think of the things I could accomplish. And I don't just mean in sales, just think what Bono and Paul Martin's relationship would be like if Bono simply refused to take Martin's "Sorry, can't meet the 7% target" attitude at face value.
First Bono would try pushing Martin physically in the direction he wanted him to go (in this case down the hall to Goodale's office), and then when Martin resisted, Bono could use the time honoured tactic of holding his breath for several eternal moments, and then screaming like a banshee.
Sometimes I wonder if that would be more effective than the whole "naming and shaming" routine Bono is doing now. It would make for a hell of a publicity stunt. Think about it. And Bono is a professional rock singer, so I imagine he could scream quite loud, and keep it up for some time. And what security guard is going to try and remove Bono? He's more likely to ask for an autograph for his neice...whenever Bono pauses for breath.
It's so crazy, it just might work...
I was watching Isaac navigate today...toddling as he tends to do...and it occured to me that there is something incredibly single minded about being a baby.
Today, I was sitting in front of the stairs, and he wanted to go up them. In fact I was sitting there to prevent him from trying to climb up, because we were in the basement, and his longsuffering mother wanted to eat her supper in peace.
No matter, he decided, "I'll just go over daddy."
And with that, he proceeded to toddle towards me, and just keep going. He first climbed into my lap, which I found endearing, until I realised it was a means to an end. He then proceeded to grab my shoulders and try and push me to one side (while standing on my crossed legs), and get by.
And of course drawing further on the "will of iron, lungs of steel" theme, you can imagine what happened when I tried to gently discourage him from shoving daddy out of the way to get what he wanted.
If only I could harness the persistence of being a baby. Think of the things I could accomplish. And I don't just mean in sales, just think what Bono and Paul Martin's relationship would be like if Bono simply refused to take Martin's "Sorry, can't meet the 7% target" attitude at face value.
First Bono would try pushing Martin physically in the direction he wanted him to go (in this case down the hall to Goodale's office), and then when Martin resisted, Bono could use the time honoured tactic of holding his breath for several eternal moments, and then screaming like a banshee.
Sometimes I wonder if that would be more effective than the whole "naming and shaming" routine Bono is doing now. It would make for a hell of a publicity stunt. Think about it. And Bono is a professional rock singer, so I imagine he could scream quite loud, and keep it up for some time. And what security guard is going to try and remove Bono? He's more likely to ask for an autograph for his neice...whenever Bono pauses for breath.
It's so crazy, it just might work...
posted by Jason Allen at 9:51 PM
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