Everyone wants to be the hero of their own story.
I mean, it is YOUR story after all.
Getting to that summit, and counting victory through perseverance…at all costs…right?
What you do, and how you do it, effects more than just you.
In the 1940′,. Polio was wrecking America.
It was rampant.
People died; lives were derailed.
Hopes were sacrificed.
Some lived out the rest of their lives in an iron lung…because it was the only alternative to death.
When Jonas Salt and his team created a cure for the disease, they didn’t hold it hostage.
They didn’t make society bend to their will so they could leverage political gain.
They gave it away…and in doing so… actually saved a generation of children.
A generation.
I don’t know anyone who doesn’t want to be recognized, at some level, for their efforts.
Appreciated, at the very least, by their peers.
But where is the line between business and humanity?
The old adage, ‘you show me a fortune, and I’ll show you a crime’ has never resonated more.
If you follow the money, are you willing to keep your eyes open…when you see where it leads?
Most people are willing to let the world around them burn, just so long as the people who are on fire…are on their knees when it happens.
At what level are you willing to watch someone suffer, just so you can get the credit for bestowing unto them false benevolence?
The reward for your efforts isn’t always financial.
Taking what’s yours and leaving the rest to die…is basis for nearly every villain in any story out there.
It doesn’t have to be a sacrifice that we are all able to keep moving forward together.
Basic human decency isn’t the penalty you get flagged with after you come upon hard times.
Hiding behind an inanimate company isn’t the reward…it’s the bribe.
In a world where everything and everyone is trying to snake your last dollar…
…your phone is more likely to ring from a scam than a friend…
…and the only thing keeping you from being left in the street is that…then you couldn’t get roped into a credit payment scheme…
…it can be hard to see the forest for the trees.
At the end of the day, we can only climb one mountain at a time.
If the ends don’t ever justify the means…(and they don’t, not ever)…then we have to measure the means by which we get there.
Make what you do matter, by how you get it done.
Let that reputation speak for itself.