Monday, September 23, 2013

‘Thy rod and Thy staff, they comfort me,’ but only if you give them R.E.S.P.E.C.T




by Dr. Jeffrey Lant .
Author’s program note.  I wrote this article because of the appalling news emanating from one of the greatest institutions of the Great Republic, namely the American  Academy  of Arts and Sciences. Founded in 1780 by three of the titans of the American Revolution, scholar-patriots John Adams, John Hancock, and James Bowdoin, its purpose was laudatory, important, visionary… nothing less than the dedicated uplifting of the new nation so that it would direct, inspire, and improve itself and all the world.
Over the years, over 10,000 fellows have been inducted, men and women whose dedicated commitment and unremitting labor have changed the world — and your life — over and over again. Thus have we all been the beneficiaries and should know it, the better to extoll its undeniable virtues and signal achievements.
Sadly, scandal now rocks this venerable institution in many ways, but all these ways, every single one, point to one person, the Academy’s 45th President, the woman who called herself “Dr. Leslie Berlowitz,” a prestigious title she bestowed on herself, when her desire for advancement subdued her integrity, judgement and the loyalty she should have felt towards the Academy which raised her high and rained riches, respect, deference and trust upon her, only to be repaid with deceits, prevarications, misrepresentations, and shame.
This lamentable result was the product of two breathtaking, supremely arrogant decisions made by “Dr.” Berlowicz; first, that she would forge her professional credentials, including the all important doctoral degree and, second, once that bogus degree (and exaggerated employment history) had worked their dark purpose, securing her the lucrative plum job she desired (with its 2012 compensation package yielding $598,000), immediately set about the business of threatening, cowing and controlling her staff, thereby creating an atmosphere of fear, angst, perniciousness, and menace.
Thus what should have been the most liberal, progressive and humane institution of the Great Republic became instead the very symbol of hypocrisy, cant, insincerity and dissembling, the corroding antithesis of what its august founders and generations of lofty members desired and worked assiduously to achieve. What’s more, aided by the somnolence of her Board of Trustees and an incurious world, this rogue made awesome progress from the moment in 1996 when she became the Academy’s president until just the other day in June, 2013 when her web of lies and shoddy practices unraveled on the front page of The Boston Globe, her treatment of the staff ensuring maximum indignation, ribald comments and fascination about how she had gotten away with it all for so very many years.
All bad things come to an end.
Then one day “Dr.” Berlowicz woke up happy as a lark, the world her oyster, another day of proven chicaneries ahead, opened The Boston Globe and… ran smack dab into Nemesis, the goddess of “what goes around, comes around.” And she stood there in her luxurious robe and bunny slippers discovering that God indeed moves in mysterious ways… and now He had come for Leslie. Her jig was well and truly up and no amount of self deception could disguise that crucial fact. And so she became a candidate for that amazing grace that “”saves a wretch like me.”
How had this happened, after so many years of bountiful misrepresentation? Who blew the whistle on Leslie? I can’t tell you for sure, but I’ll put my money on a member or members of the Academy’s long suffering staff, people who had endured the slings and arrows of the lady’s outrageous fortune. They had suffered in silence, but that silence was now broken and on the front page of The Boston Globe no less.
The rage of the “little people” had begun at last and over the next days these folks tumbled over each other with their personal stories of how Madame Leslie, now naked before the world, had humiliated them, shouted at them over trifles, belittled them, demeaned them, denigrated them, so making their lives just as miserable as possible. In such ways, she had established an environment as dark and fearful as any gulag. It was in fact just about as bad as it could be. All because Miss Berlowicz had forgotten one little word… a word Aretha Franklin knew was key for successful staff relations, indeed for any human relationship… and that word was respect.
R-E-S-P-E-C-T.
A 1967 hit that changed America, the anthem of uncompromising righteousness and determined purpose.
On February 14, 1967 Aretha Franklin, about to become a household name and a symbol of the “new woman”, got up and sang her way into history…. telling men and reminding women in sharp words that could not possibly be misunderstood, “What you want, baby, I got it/ What you need. You know I got it.” This song radiated confidence, clarity about the objective, a determination to stop taking it… and to fight back. It flew high, it was adamant, it was insistent, it was pure energy and unflinching determination… Thrilling! Magnificent! Empowering!
Go now to any search engine and listen to it carefully. Its potent magic has the undeniable power to turn back the clock to days when you were young and still finding your way… but you knew upon hearing it, even for the first time, that you would succeed… seizing the respect to which you were entitled but had to be always vigilant to ensure and enjoy.
“Yes, respect, all I need is respect.”
Like all business executives, owners, and managers “Dr.” Berlowicz had a choice to make, to treat her staff with decency, courtesy, and, yes, kindness… or not. She chose the dark side of the force, in the process outraging one past and present staff member after another. It worked for a time, a long time, because no one wanted to get on Leslie’s notoriously unpredictable and abusive bad side, which might well result in embarrassing chastisement before their peers or even instant dismissal.
Thus she got away with one unacceptable behavior after another, her irresponsible board acting like Rip Van Winkle; perhaps unsurprising since Washington Irving was a fellow of the Academy at one time.
However, every time she dressed a staff member down, engaged in caustic commentary at their expense, or otherwise belittled and demeaned a staff member she was planting Satan’s teeth, in due course to become a minefield of destruction and woe, destroying all of “Dr.” Berlowicz’ carefully contrived schemes of flagrant and unremitting selfishness.
Do not make her mistakes. Instead do the following, all of which comes under that crucial category of R.E.S.P.E.C.T.
Honor thy staff. Recognize that you and your staff are two crucial aspects of the same team. Each of you has a distinct but related function. You are not master but leader. Your staff is not composed of so many servants but that many necessary and vital supporters. Only on this basis can there be sustained success.
Know thy staff. Each has his strengths and weaknesses. Your job is to learn these, understand these and, where possible, minimizing weaknesses while maximizing strengths through timely, pertinent education and instruction.
Listen to thy staff. Each member of your staff, even the most junior has an opinion about how to make your organization run better and more efficiently. You are not now and will never be the sole repository of information that improves your operation. And never pretend that you are. Instead keep all means of beneficial communication open with the staff, solicit their ideas, consider them carefully, and reward such participation and ideas lavishly.
Critique thy staff softly. Praise thy staff loudly. To build the best of teams, the team that deliver success soon and bountifully, you must identify problems and their perpetrators… critiquing them thoroughly but always gently. Remember, you want to improve not demean, enhance not dismay. This process guarantees success. To achieve this success earlier and more thoroughly praise more often and more widely. Always accompany such praise with tangible rewards ranging from free cinema tickets to a free trip to Paris. You are the fountain of honour. Act like it.
“Dr.” Berlowicz’ outrages.
We now know from voluminous media reports that Miss Berlowicz outraged each and every one of these crucial points and is, therefore, suffering public disgrace, obloquy, and anger accordingly. She is a marked woman and will be for the rest of her life, her very name a by-word for cruel and hurtful exhibitions, misuse of her high position, and remarks always calculated for maximum pain. In  this way, she is a veritable model of what not to do and when not to do it. How different so many lives would have been had she lived by the points listed above.
Had she, she would have earned the trust, admiration, and even love of the staff, to each and every one of whom she could say along with Aretha,
“I ain’t gonna do you wrong because I don’t wanna/ All I’m askin’ is for a little respect…”
And she would have got it, deservedly, for when you treat your staff with R.E.S.P.E.C.T “thy staff, they comfort me.” (Psalms 23 verse 4) and so goodness and mercy shall follow thee…. and you will find true success.

About the Author
Harvard-educated Dr. Jeffrey Lant is the author of several print books, ebooks and over one thousand articles on a variety of topics. Republished with author’s permission by Howard Martell http://HomeProfitCoach.com/associates . Check out Shoe-In Money -> http://www.HomeProfitCoach.com/?rd=ul7z48tV

In the Red Drawing Room, June 14, 2013…… At ease, at home, all thoughts of you.


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Author’s program note. When was the last time you ensconced yourself in a favorite space and wrote a letter with your own hand, from the heart to a friend long distant, unseen perhaps for years, but still fondly remembered, loved, a letter which confided all, withheld nothing, touched every emotion, and above all allowed the bliss of deep remembrance, all pretense gone, just you and your dear correspondent, a joyful connection so important to be renewed, too important to hurry.
I am writing such a letter here, now, each word to be savored, no word rushed, each one carefully selected to revive a precious friendship, so important, so cherished, a connection I cannot lose, lest I lose part of myself, for memories of you, of us, are the finest memories of all … and I want them, all of them for here is love, and love I must have, or be but a fraction of a man.
Thus I am spending this evening in a special place, with you, a special person, my friend, the only requirement is for sweet sincerity, for we have known each other too long and with such intimacy of expression and purpose to proffer anything else, and as our memories are vital, so must they be honest and true, as I pledge mine shall surely be.
The sound.
The music I have selected to caress us is graceful, elegant, written sharply at knife point by the most fastidious of masters, no superfluous note, annointed by the most discerning of monarchs to enhance his court, the grandest and most civilized on Earth.
It is Couperin, Francois Couperin, the Grand Couperin (1668-1733), composer, teacher, harpsichordist, court organist to Louis XIV with the precise title “ordinaire de la musique de la chambre du Roi”. Tonight he plays for us, “Les Barricades Myste’rieuses”, “Les Concerts Royaux,” “Le Parnasse, ou L’apothe’ose de Corelli.” Find them now in any search engine, close your eyes. We are together again, at last, just the two of us, the years erased, a memorable evening at hand, to the deep satisfaction of us both.
Pray, dear friend, walk in… for no one is more welcome here than you, and we have so much to recall…. and not an affecting moment to lose.
7:42 p.m. in the Red Drawing Room.
It is the hour when there is beauty within and beauty without. The rains have ceased, outside there is deep, lush, lavish green, splashed with dazzling sunlight, the more radiant because destined to be so soon gone. It is pastoral, bucolic, verdant to excess. The shutters are open, the barest breeze stirs the air. It is quite perfect… quiet, serene, the mood enhanced by the courtly rhythms of Couperin whose every well considered note improves even perfection.
This is the scene moving towards oblivion, soon to be a gracious memory. And then that sun is gone, the shutters closed, the night at hand, as we turn inward, to the Red Drawing Room and to each other, joyous, complete, where we most wish to be, together, in soul, in mind, in heart. And we are happy…. alone in  a world of our constructing and unfettered imagination.
“Too much with us ,late and soon.” (Wordsworth)
We like to think, may actually believe, and are quick to say that ours is the most anxious, harassed and pressured generation ever, as if that perverse distinction was a merit badge. Perhaps. However as I scrutinize the Red Drawing Room, first the pictures, then the signed photographs I must disagree with this characteristically egotistical assessment of my peers.
There are seven Old Masters in the Red Drawing Room, each featuring a single individual contorted by life and life’s exigencies. Behold the stately and elegant picture of the Duke of Saxe-Coburg and Gotha by L.F. Doell, a painter of Germanic precision whose meticulous exactitude deserves to be better known.
To look at this striking picture, with its confident look of condescension and unquestioned superiority you would suppose His Royal Highness (1784-1844) hadn’t a care in the world. But that would be a gross mistake for he had a lifetime of troubles, for all that he was reckoned the handsomest prince in Europe, his sole competitor his own brother, Leopold Georg Christian Frederick, later elected the first King of the Belgians (1831), a set of whose very chairs grace this room. Here is the most brief rendition of his persistent and recurring woes…
When he succeeded to his miniscule patrimony in 1806 it consisted of three even smaller duchies, even in good times by no means sufficient to meet the urgent requirements of fashionable royalty. But he succeeded in bad times, when his duchy was occupied by Napoleonic troops and was under French administration. It was not an auspicious start for the man who called himself Ernest III, for there is nothing quite as pathetic as a prince with neither a principality nor a penny.
But there were more ructions, disappointments, and even for this supremely arrogant and self-absorbed prince events that must have touched his soul, if he indeed had one. His 1817 marriage to Princess Louise of Saxe-Gotha-Altenburg was unhappy because of flagrant infidelities that broke the heart of his wronged lady whose untimely death at 30 was a tragedy for her children, a mortal sin for her errant and callous spouse.
Perhaps because he could not bear to see this very model of outraged virtue, he exiled her, removing her from his sight and causing his two sons, Ernest and Albert, to hate, loathe and despise him… which in no way prevented him from pestering Albert for money when he married his cousin who just happened to be the wealthiest woman in the world, and as Queen Victoria was sovereign of the greatest empire on which the sun never set. It was all most edifying, a clear moral tale, but it made for gloom and self-pity. Happiness was never a consideration.
But happiness, you see, must always be a consideration for us poor mortals and not just “a consideration” but “the consideration”, the sine qua non that turns mere existence into la dolce vita, the life worth living. And that is why M. le duc of Saxe-Coburg Gotha is here, on the wall in front of me.
It is because he discovered, perhaps too late for the actual man, that being master of three duchies and not just two is not good enough; that marrying the suitable princess to burnish his noble luster instead of loving the woman who loved him is not good enough… that sixteen quarters of noble heraldry instead of sixteen quarters of true affection is not good enough and can never be the basis for the substantial life, the life of joy and contentment, the life that goes beyond oneself, that takes the larger view.
Yet have too many of us and even I betimes have given up everything, yes unto and including our very soul, for the insubstantial evanescence of tawdry things which can never be enough, no matter how ardently desired and joyfully praised upon achievement and possession. There has to be more, must be more… and that is why Ernest of Saxe-Coburg Gotha in all his exuberant panache selected me to sustain and harbor him for my lifetime, because of course, each object in this and my every other room selected me, not as the uninitiated suppose, the reverse.
But, friend, I feel sure you are smiling now, and broadly too, at such a notion of fanciful conceit. I remember how once you told me that you believed in the verities of the material world, nothing more, a world where people purchase pictures, not vice versa.
That, of course, is why you need me and the wizardry and magic that permeates the Red Drawing Room, a place where visions are born and horizons broadened… just by stepping across the threshold where we shall find each other… and peace.
Author’s dedication. It is my pleasure to dedicate this work to my friend and colleague Lance Sumner and his two children Rochelle and Joshua upon the occasion of their first visit to the Red Drawing Room, June 21, 2013. May its undeniable magic and allure remain with all of you forever and a day, always a happy memory.
About the Author
Harvard-educated Dr. Jeffrey Lant is the author of several print publications as well as ebooks and over one thousand online articles. Dr. Lant is also and art collector. Republished with author’s permission by Howard Martell http://HomeProfitCoach.com/associates . Check out Info Cash ->  http://www.HomeProfitCoach.com/?rd=tt5nIAcW

Tax-Savings ALERT – Your BIGGEST Deduction is AT-RISK


here’s a little more information about the Tax-Alert Email I sent you on Thursday.
First, a few words of background…
In Chapter 7 of “Home Business Tax Savings Made Easy,” I introduce you to: THE biggest tax deduction Congress has ever provided to small and home- based business owners – “authorization to deduct, as a Business Expense, 100% of ALL health-related expenses – for you AND everyone else in your family.” 
Taxpayers without a small or home-based business cannot get this deduction. Their deductions for health costs are very limited.
But since YOU DO have a small business, you can probably qualify, almost automatically.————————————————————- If you are not taking advantage of this special tax break you are passing up tax deductions so big that they usually produce up to $5,000 or more in extra tax refunds. ————————————————————-
Now, here’s the issue…
The Affordable Health Care Act (“Obamacare”) requires some important changes in how we “administer” the health expense reimbursement program that gives us this huge deduction. It’s called Health-cost Reimbursement Arrangement (HRA) – also sometimes called a “Section 105 Plan,” because that is where, in the Tax Code, this deduction is authorized.
The Affordable Health Care Act is so massive in size that the President had to hire four speed-readers to read the Bill and brief him on its contents before signing it into law.
Its impact clearly reaches well beyond providing health insurance for the uninsured.After an untold number of experts have plowed Through that new law (or set of laws) for months, we are now seeing it’s widespread ramifications.
Among the many startling, often negative, and perhaps unintended, consequences of the new law, I see direct, negative impacts on the HBB owner’s biggest of all tax breaks – the HRA Plan.
——————————————————————– I was unable to accept “as reality,” that you and my tens of thousands of other small-biz followers might actually lose this invaluabletax deduction.
So I “donned the hat” of one of my former careers – investigative reporting – and began searching for a legal and honest way protect our Congressionally approved HRA deduction.
I FOUND IT, and will brief you next week! ———————————————————————
to explain the PROBLEM, what it MEANS to you, and to reveal the easy SOLUTION toprotecting this DEDUCTION, and to protecting YOURSELF.
I will host a live web-briefing, which I will repeat three times, on different days and different times of day, so that all of you may attend one of them. (Attend only ONE – same info covered in all three).
DATES AND TIMES:
    TUE. evening, Jn 25 at 6 pm PDT; 9 pm EDT     Register athttps://www2.gotomeeting.com/register/218477986
    THU. mid-day, Jn 27 at 10 am PDT, 1 pm EDT     Register athttps://www2.gotomeeting.com/register/334933338
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Register NOW, then, PUT IT ON YOUR CALENDAR!
This briefing is another free service of Ron Mueller and the Home Business Tax Savings Learning Center.
Creating Tax-Smart Home Business Owners,
                Ron Ronald R. Mueller, MBA, Ph.D., author of “Home Business Tax Savings, Made Easy!” www.HomeBusinessTaxSavings.com
P.S. HERE’S HOW TO MAKE $10,000 IN AN HOUR — If this web briefing takes ½-hour (as I intend), and if it Adds or Protects $5,000 worth of YOUR tax REFUNDS, your ½-hour time investment (attending the webinar ) will have PAID YOU at a rate of $10,000 AN HOUR
P.P.S. PLEASE FORWARD THIS EMAIL to every small- and home-based business owner you know. Actually, send it to everyone you know. Some may get into a HBB when they hear this Information! Seriously.
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Critical Mistakes Newbies make that DOOM their success


Every day we have the pleasure of welcoming new Members to our program. People arrive with different levels of skills and experience.
In nearly 20 years of business, we have answered THOUSANDS of Support tickets from our Members. We watch some people succeed while others do not. Some get this business right away, others take longer. We feel our job in this training is to get you on the right path early and keep you there. We want you to be Members for life, not for 30 days. Our goal is to help you make money online and guide you to the tasks that will put you on the road to profit.
This lesson introduces you to the most common mistakes new people make that contribute to their lack of success.
You may with print this lesson and post it near your computer. It’s very easy to get distracted and lose focus, hopefully having this information at your finger tips will put you on the path to being one of our Top Sellers.
Common Mistakes made by New Members
1. Never starting the online training levels and never attending a LIVE Bootcamp Training Session. We have 8 basic lessons to get you on track and 50+ more with advanced learning topics. The focus of each and every one of these lessons is to help YOU learn what to do to make money online. To add to your learning opportunities, each week George Kosch provides LIVE training for nearly two hours. This live training allows you to ask questions, watch on screen as George shows the exact steps you need to generate leads, build traffic and make money. We record this training so it can be watched when convenient for our Members, or re-watched for review purposes. The Top Sellers in Worldprofit attend the training, if YOU want to be a top seller you must attend the training – then DO what it taught.
-To see the Summary of ALL the lessons in the Bootcamp Training, on left menu select HOME BUSINESS BOOTCAMP then select BOOTCAMP LEVEL SUMMARY. -To know the date and time of the next LIVE Home Business Bootcamp Training, check the MESSAGE BOARD when you login, you will see this at the top of the page,
2. Fiddling with their site to make it “prettier and perfect”. All Silver and Platinum VIP Members get a website included in the Membership. The site we provide is designed specifically to generate leads and is fine just as it is. Yes, you do have the ability to change it, add code, affiliate programs, etc but don’t spend a huge amount of time on this. You came into our program to make money. Please understand that it’s the TOOLS, RESOURCES and ADVERTISING included in your Member area that is going to generate your traffic and your earnings. For those of you who are taking the TRAINING mentioned in Mistake # 1 you should now understand this. When you first join Worldprofit, leave your site as it is for now. Make some money using the resources we offer and when you are a more experienced marketer THEN start modifying your site.
3. Promoting your website and NOT the Landing Pages. If you have been following the training you would understand why you should NOT be promoting your website and SHOULD BE promoting the Landing Pages. You would know how to find the Landing Pages and you would know where to promote them. If this is a surprise to you do this. In your Member area, on the top menu, select TRAINING, then watch the very first video posted there. It says: “BOOTCAMP MUST WATCH VIDEO FOR BEGINNERS.” Landing Pages have ONE purpose: to get you Associates and build your mailing list. George explains this along with where to promote these Landing Pages so you get Associate sign ups and this leads to sales!
4. Not understanding how the Worldprofit System works. OK, I know I sound like a broken record here, but this is so very important. If you have been doing the Bootcamp Training Lessons you should understand how our system works. Here’s a summary in it’s most basic form.
As a Member, you use the tools and resources we provide to sign up free Associate Members into the Worldprofit Program. It does not cost anything to be a Worldprofit Associate.  When those Associates login they are greeted by our Monitors. The Monitors assist the Associates to watch a video overview of our program, then make them an offer to encourage them to upgrade from a free Associate Membership to a paid Silver Membership. If YOU referred that Associate and they pay to upgrade YOU get the commission. Are you starting to see how important YOUR promotion efforts are, and how very important the Monitors are to you? DRIVE traffic – and let the system work for you. Of course our system offers you much more than this including other sources of income but this is the basic process that you need to understand when you are first getting started.
5. Not doing the Promotion. So you have watched the Basic Training video right? You have attended or watched a recording of George Kosch’s bootcamp training. What does George say over and over and over again? You MUST promote consistently to see results. We provide you with the tools to promote, the places to promote and a way to track your promotion. To see results you MUST promote consistently to trusted sites. In your Member area under ADVERTISING/TRAFFIC section on the left menu you will find the Landing Pages, the Safelists, The Exchanges, and the Ad Tracker. We have lessons on each of these topics as well to assist with your understanding. For people new to doing business online you are sometimes amazed at how much promotion you must do to get results. This is a reality of ANY business, you must constantly promote to reputable places to get traffic and see sales. The good news is that you are not on your own. We provide you with a list of recommended places, advertising aids, and stats trackers to monitor your results. The rest is up to you, it’s your job to do the promotion, every day if possible. Your sales success is 100% dependent on your promotional efforts.
6. Not asking for help when you need it. I just want to scream when a new Member says after a week in our program, “I want to quit, I am not getting any help.” Worldprofit’s Support Team is here to help YOU, 7 days a week, 365 Days a Year. We have a 24 hour Member access filled with videos, screen captures and step-by-step instructions. We have a LIVE weekly training session every week free to all Silver and Platinum VIP Members. We have a 24 hour Monitor Network, real people ready ALL the time to help close your sales. Sandi Hunter, George Kosch, Dr. Jeffrey Lant work alongside you every day to help you build your business. Take responsibility for yourself. If you need help, submit a Support Form. We want to help you succeed and are happy to provide assistance. Your Membership includes all kinds of support and training so take advantage of this.
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Delicious new developments in the riveting matter of ‘Dr’ Bogus Berlowicz as finger pointing escalates at the abashed American Academy of Arts and Sciences.And don’t we love it?


Author’s program note. Funny how memory works. I hadn’t thought of this incident for years… it concerned one of my grandfather’s construction projects. He had to eject a nest of rats and so took the simple expedient of using a dollop of gasoline and a match. Those rats moved alright, with record speed. But on its way out, one threw back its head and bit the vermin behind, a good, deep gouge.
I like to think Rat #1 was repaying Rat #2 for any number of irritants and exasperations. And that’s what’s happening right now at the American Academy of Arts and Sciences, whose august members, trustees and staff are engaged in an epic rendition of academia’s most cherished activity… the art of finger pointing, a recherche’ skill refined over a lifetime and kept for just such a moment as this.
The objective is plain, to prove beyond any doubt whatsoever that you are righter than right, as usual, and that anyone who disagrees is next door to a certified moron, never mind 18 books and a Nobel Prize. And on this basis, the infants terribles destroy the harmony and quiet disdain that ordinarily defines their sand box.
This is why the late William F. Buckley, Jr. (1925-2008), renowned for his puckish commentary once famously said “I’d rather entrust the government of the United States to the first 400 people listed in the Boston telephone directory than to the faculty of Harvard University.”
What is happening these fascinating days at the American Academy proves his trenchant point… that is why I cannot get enough of this scandal for it shows the best at their worst.
The facts.
In early June, 2013 The Boston Globe broke the story that the 45th president of the American Academy of Arts and Sciences, Leslie  Berlowicz, who wore her doctoral title like a papal tiara, did not have the earned doctorate in English she claimed New York University had conferred; rather that she had bestowed it on herself which even the most fastidious must admit is faster than the tedious business of working for it. And as Leslie was a girl in a rush, she made the perfectly rational decision that so much tiring effort was for the little people, not titans of moving and shaking like her. No other course of action made any sense at all.
Thus she applied to be President of the Academy (1996) the revered institution founded in 1780 by three heroes of the American Revolution, John Adams, John  Hancock and James Bowdoin, their goal the constant betterment and improvement of the Great Republic.
Her lies were equal to the task at hand, for they secured her the bountiful objective of her schemes, including princely remuneration which in 2012 reached $598,000, a height which even Madam Leslie may have thought acceptable for such a paragon as she (but probably didn’t).
She had gambled, she had won, she had proved her superiority and tactical skills, including leveraging her bogus credentials on one false document after another (including grant applications to several agencies of the federal government) to get still more. She had a proven system of success and she worked it with a will. Never mind that she was sole beneficiary or that she brought shame to one of the Great Republic’s most respected institutions. The important thing was that she survived and prospered.
Thus, I give you Stephen Sondheim’s 1971 masterpiece, “I’m Still Here” from his aptly named musical “Follies”. So apropos are the lyrics to the developing scandal at the Academy and Madam Leslie’s clear objective to beat the rap and even keep her golden goose, no other tune would do.
Go now to any search engine and listen to its bold, bodacious, brassy sound and its unmistakably clear message of what it takes to survive. I prefer the version by Elaine Paige, a diva always worth hearing. Ironically enough the many talented Sondheim was elected a Fellow of the Academy in 2008, very much during Berlowicz’ salad days. No doubt Madam Leslie appreciates his often wicked cool lyrics and smooth harmonies, though this may not be her very favorite.
“I should have gone to an acting school, that seems clear; Still someone said ‘She’s sincere,’ so I’m here.”
Latest disclosures, further evidence the Board was asleep at the switch.
A short refresher course in the whys and wherefors of nonprofit organizations is now necessary. These organizations, hundreds of thousands strong, are the bedrock of our society, crucial to the way we live and the quality of our lives.  Almost all are tax-exempt, that status being conferred upon application and review by the federal government.
The power to act and the responsibility for acting resides in what is either called the Board of Directors or Board of Trustees. These people are elected by the Board for either their prestige, management skills and business acumen, or their useful contacts and ability to give donations themselves or connect them to others who can do so.
Executive power is delegated by the Board to the individual variously called either president or executive director. This person is responsible to the board for all actions and may or may not have full membership on the board as the organization’s by-laws dictate.
This executive serves at and may be removed at the pleasure of the Board with or without cause. Thus, in theory, the executive is the creature of the Board, every action open to periodic and regular review either by the full Board or by an executive committee appointed by and responsible to the full Board. Within this framework, the Board rules all… at least in theory.
In fact, as glaringly occurred at the Academy, the President , Madam Leslie, subverted the governing structure and systematically replaced their power and authority with her own, leaving directors progressively disengaged from the governing process for which, remember, they remained completely, legally, responsible. How had this inversion occurred? In a nutshell it was because the Board had largely disengaged from the governance of the Academy, thereby creating a vacuum which  Berlowicz was only too anxious to fill.
“I’ll do it” was her policy and governing objective… achievable because she micro-managed just who was elected to the Board, an essential project to which she gave unstinting attention, especially when after just one year in office, she was taken to task by the Board for abusive behavior to the Academy’s long-suffering staff. She survived — just — no doubt resolving “never again.” Her decisive influence over the Board made her regime of control and contempt not merely possible but inevitable.
And so…
In 2004 “Dr.” Berlowicz persuaded her compliant Board to add her name to the roster of more than 200 newly elected members of the Academy — 6 months after the original election notice, thus making it look like Madam had been voted in to the exalted Pantheon along with everyone else. It was a lie, of course, but by then altering reality was her speciality and by 2004 her skills in this department were peerless.
For instance, as reported in The Boston Globe, several former employees claimed that Berlowicz worked early and late getting just the right candidates for election; “right” being defined as people Madam liked and admired, always blocking those she felt would be inimical to her regime of falseness and favoritism. This included even seeing all the ballots before they were tallied… a device reminiscent of political machines for whom voting the long dead and gone was child’s play.
Academy spokesman Ray Howell pooh-poohed any such concern saying that while Berlowicz did have access to all ballots, no one need worry since she “was responsible for making sure the election process was administered appropriately”. Mr. Howell, no doubt, was speaking in the ironic mode, tongue firmly in cheek. Thus, he follows the party line and stays “loyal”. After all, he has a job to protect, and Berlowicz has not resigned or been removed — yet.
And so it goes as one revealing feature after another of her menacing regime seeps out. How she ordered the word “welcome” effaced from the Academy’s front door to make sure hoi polloi would understand this nirvana was not for them. How starting three years ago she began closing access to the good people of Cambridge to the 5.1 acres of wooded grounds which the Academy leases from Harvard University. The City of Cambridge intervened to retain the status quo and a place for a pleasant saunter.
How the Academy in her regime has blocked access even by qualified scholars to manuscript material of George Washington (who once lived nearby in Cambridge), Thomas Jefferson, and Founder John Adams, and many others thus outraging the very basis of the Academy as a place of unfettered research and the free dissemination of useful knowledge.
Why did the Board put up with it all? One guess.
With a rap sheet as long as your arm, why didn’t the Board act to save the mission, its soul and self respect? Money… that’s why. Miss Leslie, you see, was a prodigious fund raiser, skilled in adding generous plutocrats and zillionaire entrepreneurs. Boston Scientific Corp. cofounder Peter Nicholas, who became a Fellow in 1999, gave $2.4 million between 2006-2010 when the Academy raised $39 million.
John Cogan, a Boston investment executive who joined the Academy in 2005, gave $1.9 million. Gershon Kekst, Wall Street communications tycoon, elected in 2006, gave a million.
There were Fellows, of course, who talked darkly about the evil influence of cash and how these folks were NOKD (“not our kind, dear”) but the well-heeled had always been welcome. After all one of the cofounders, John Hancock, was the richest merchant in Boston.
Thus had Leslie played her cards better, foregoing the delights of demeaning her staff and affronting anyone and everyone, she might have gone on to scale the invigorating slopes of power, riches and sweet control, her lies known but tolerated because of her undeniable fund raising skills. But moderation was never her metier. And so she is now on paid leave whilst her Board dithers to a decision about what to do, though that should be obvious to even these tabby cats.
A person of eminence and known integrity should be appointed to review the case, thence to make recommendations for reasserting the Board’s legitimate and legal functions. I recommend Margaret Marshall, recently resigned Chief Justice of the Supreme Judicial Court of Massachusetts, a woman well respected, who conveniently lives within walking distance of the Academy and knows it well. After all she’s been a Fellow since 2001.
As for Madam Leslie, I can hardly bear to think of her retiring from the scene, golden parachute in hand. But perhaps she’ll survive to fight another day. After all that is the point of Sondheim’s gem,
“Good times and bad  times, I’ve seen them all/ And, my dear, I’m still here.”
And that, for once, is nothing but the truth. It’s a start.
Harvard-educated Dr. Jeffrey Lant is CEO of Worldprofit, Inc. at www.worldprofit.com, providing a wide range of online services for small and-home based businesses. Republished with author’s permission by Howard Martellhttp://HomeProfitCoach.com/associates . Check out Info Cash -> http://www.HomeProfitCoach.com/?rd=tt5nIAcW

Your correspondent visits a great lady he once knew so well… and discovers how much he missed her. Boston, Saturday, June 22, 2013.


by Dr. Jeffrey Lant
Author’s program note. I woke up at 5 a.m. today more than a bit out of focus and disheveled . I looked in the mirror and was sure that with what I saw my perennial title as fairest of the fair was now surely in jeopardy, the most drastic of measures being required, and promptly too.
Then  I recalled Agnes Gooch’s memorable line from the 1958 film version of “Auntie Mame”: “I’ve lived…. now what do I do?” I knew what she meant… and smiled.  What had happened in just the last 24 hours? Simply this: I had left my snug eerie in Cambridge to see what I could see… across the Charles River… in Boston… a city as near as a whisper…  a city I once knew like the back of my hand… a city I once loved but neglected… thereby causing me to wonder, with some anxiety, how she would receive  me….but first…
The music.
When one goes on excursion, music, the right music, is de rigueur. Thus for this notable day I selected a song sure to irritate the maximum number of people, as sure as screeching chalk on a blackboard. It is “The Happy Wanderer”.
If you’re like most people you might assume it was a traditional German folk song. But you, like me, would be wrong, for it was written by Friedrich- Wilhelm Moller shortly after World War II, only later being translated into German.
School music teachers (sadly a dwindling breed, squeezed out by Philistines on short-sighted school boards) adored it. It was peppy, wholesome, upbeat; a tune for Boy Scouts and their fresh-air ilk everywhere. Predictably I hated it in school and felt just plain silly being jaunty when my preferred mode was the mordant and supercilious.
That is why I chose this tune to serenade my guests and driver, all of whom did me the favor to wince as I belted it out, the better to begin our journey, “I love to go a-wandering… And as I go I love to sing… Val-deri, Val-dera, Val-deri, Val-dera ha, ha, ha, ha, ha…. ” You  will find it in any search engine. And remember: always sing it at the top of your voice… and always with the broadest of smiles. Enjoy!  Dramatis personnae.
There are 4 characters in this drama besides myself. These include Lance Sumner, a former Army officer now working for the Defense Department, and his two children Roshelle (16) and Joshua (20). Lance is a dealer and Senior Monitor at the Internet hosting and traffic-generating company I co-founded nearly 20 years ago, worldprofit.com. They were all making their first visit to the city alternately called Beantown or the Hub of the Universe and were keyed up, excited by the high expectations of the day ahead. And why not?
Luxury, comfort, spoiled rotten, the only way to travel.
And so we set out on our adventure in the only way I travel nowadays… black limousine with its essential captain, Aime Joseph, the man who understands that superior service is what builds successful businesses. Thus his phone number is on my speed dial, for I am of the age when comfort is essential and deference absolutely required. On time, ensconced, in high good spirits, our bon voyage was thereby assured.
Misstatements, unsupported opinions, wild suppositions, facts as rare as hens’ teeth.
When I commenced my worldwide travels 50 years ago, I approached them with care, consideration, the reading of not only guidebooks, but learned tomes on the people, politics, customs and lore of the nations I was visiting, rushing through at a speed only exceeded by my determination to go faster still. I was mad for knowledge and called myself a “culture vulture”; only the brightest and most diligent of my friends earned such regard.
But things have changed. This time I left the house with only my ATM card, and nothing else. I figured that if any of us needed more than the accumulated (and not always strictly accurate) history information we had collectively gathered, we’d find a guidebook, a guide, or even an Internet connection with access to every monument and site we wished to see and know something more about.
We used this sensible method, of course, but not, I confess, always. Often we simply pulled “facts”, theories and conjectures the more adamant because completely speculative from the attic that was memory.  And, so, often hilariously and with too little scrupulous regard for the “facts, ma’am, just the facts”, we cast aside the rigidity of fact for the comfortable alternative of unfettered guesswork. Inglorious it may have been… but who seeks for hard-earned glory on days of soaring temperatures and, for hoi polloi, rivulets of acrid perspiration? Not those for whom the absence of an air conditioned car would be reckoned as cruel and unusual punishment.
The disturbing “people’s monument”. Deep anger and concern about our easy national acceptance of something which was not so long ago unthinkable, unimaginable, never to be endured by denizens of the home of the brave, the land of the free.
When you leave the comfort and security of home, sweet home you declare yourself ready to learn, to grow, to admit that you don’t know everything and are prepared to learn more. Some of this “more” may be good… some may affront… some may make you thoughtful and even distressed. So it was on our first stop on this sweltering day, the “people’s monument” in Copley Square, where the Boston Marathon ended in blood and heartbreak..
There since the perpetrators’ homemade infernal devices were detonated, 2:45 p.m., April 15, 2013, raining mayhem, confusion, and death, the everyday people of Boston and hundreds of visitors to this wounded city have, by placing tokens of their choice, flowers, running shoes, sports memorabilia, each a loyal declaration, announced their solidarity with us and the civilized values we exemplify.
When one visits this display, now about to be removed so that a permanent memorial can be erected, one is severely affected, even overcome, by conflicting emotions… rage, anger, indignation, agitation for what occurred, concern that even worse might lay ahead.
What concerns me most of all is this: the ritual that now follows any outrage, whether organized by a single crazed adolescent gunman or the ideologue who murders with words of “higher” purpose on his lips, is now firmly in place.
Thus, this place of remembrance offends me because tossing a quickly wilted flower on a heap of such offerings, whilst reassuring the giver his heart is in the right place, does nothing to solve the problem… and in fact there is nothing at this site indicating there is a problem, much less that we are at work to solve it.
We must always remember that if this problem made by evil people is not solved by good people, the dead and maimed will have suffered in vain. And thus I leave this area angry at how easily we have, whist meaning well, trivialized the entire matter.
We can invent a soothing slogan — “Boston Strong” — but we seem unable to do what is truly necessary to achieve it… and thus the next tragedy is assured, inevitable, unavoidable, and so we complete the devil’s own work and ensure an unending succession of such tawdry sites and the people who will die to create them.
Ms. Liz.
When one travels by limousine, speed is never of the essence, but the proper presentation always is. This is why one glides from place to place, aloof, condescending, knowing every eye follows your every little move… which is, of course, precisely what’s desired.
Our next destination was Charles Street, a street I first learned about when so many years ago my grandmother gave me a set of Childcraft books and the line drawing of Beacon Hill which so captured my brain that I knew one day I would live there, and so I did on a street named “Joy” which exactly conveyed my mood, for here I wrote my first book and walked Charles Street dreaming the dreams only permitted to the very young, like Rochelle and Joshua.
When I go to Charles Street that young man is always there to greet and remind me. He would certainly have applauded the cool wheels. Thus we glided up Charles Street, until I advised Mr. Joseph, always his amiable self, where to disembark his passengers, every passer-by pausing to bestow an envious glance on us, as we emerged into their world of record-breaking heat, cool as cucumbers, to return upon summoning Mr. Joseph to retrieve us from wherever we should find ourselves.
One upping with a single letter.
I requested the stop because I saw an interesting sign in the window of Devonia Antiques, “Antiques for Dining”. I possess many such antiques, and like all assiduous collectors am always on the hunt for more. And so I climbed the dangerously steep steps to a memorable encounter.
I was taking a sharp look at a lovely cobalt blue pattern which years ago I had almost begun collecting, bold, masculine, rich, stunning. “I have always admired this Royal Crown DARBY pattern,” I said. And she responded, “It’s pronounced DERBY”. Thus was the battle joined.
The exasperated words, “My good woman…” hung apparent though unspoken in the air. “Please turn the plate over,” I insisted. “Pray tell me what it says.”  “Made in England,” she discerned. “And how do they pronounce DERBY in England?”; victory now assured . Thus was my expertise confirmed and her knowledge improved. Now Ms. Liz Rockwell and I could be friends; the proper hierarchy acknowledged and maintained.
“Is this you?”
Ms. Liz then asked, “Are you a collector?” My response was insouciant, casual, and false. “A bit,” whereas in truth I am a dedicated and obsessive connoisseur. “Would you like to see some of my modest collection? Do you have a computer with Internet connection handy?” And in less time than it takes to tell you, Ms. Liz was ogling the glorious vision that is the Red Drawing Room. (You can see it at jeffreylantarticles.com )
“Is this you?”, she asked with the necessary awe in her voice, eyes big as saucers. My, my I thought to myself for the  thousandth time, the ‘net is superb, crucial for making just the right impression. How did I ever live without it?
Lance, no Web ingenue, cast me a respectful glance that said, “Well done, smooth colleague” and bought me lunch, but not before the bright, charming Ms. Liz, my new friend, plied him with one great Boston venue after another, far too many for his current visit but superb inducements to return.
The locals are like that; generously sharing their grand metropolis with the world, still the gleaming city on a hill; a city, so Lance said over and over again of energy, vibrancy, and unfeigned welcome, even to me who had been away, uncaring, neglectful far too long, now gratefully forgiven and warmly embraced. And that’s why I shall continue to go a wandering until the day I die. Val-deri, val-dera. No knapsack on my back. Ha ha ha ha ha!
About the Author
Harvard-educated Dr. Jeffrey Lant is the author of well over a dozen print books, several ebooks, and over one thousand online articles on a variety of topics.  Republished with author’s permission by Howard Martell http://HomeProfitCoach.com/associates . Check out Info Cash ->  http://www.HomeProfitCoach.com/?rd=tt5nIAcW
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