A MESSAGE TO GARCIA
In this business there is a Cuban man who stands on the horizon of my memory like Mars at perihelion. When war broke out between Spain and the United States, it became necessary to communicate quickly with the leader of the rebels, García, who was somewhere in the mountains of Cuba - no one knew where. It could not be reached by mail or telegrams. Yet U.S. President McKinley had to ensure his help, and soon. What to do?
Someone said to the president, "If there is a man who can reach García, these are Rowan. " Rowan was called and he was given a letter to be delivered to the leader of the rebels. As "the man called Rowan" took the letter, put it in a waterproof envelope, if the assured in the chest, in four days landed by night on the Cuban coast, disappeared into the jungle, and three weeks later came out the other side of 'Island, having traversed a hostile land on foot, and having delivered his letter to Garcia - are details that I will not tell. The point I want to emphasize is this: McKinley gave Rowan a letter to be delivered to Garcia, Rowan took the letter and asked, "Where can I find?"
What they need young
Lord Almighty! Here is a man whose likeness should be carved in bronze and immortal whose statue should be placed in every university in the country. Are no school books what young people need, nor instruction about this or that, but a hardening of the vertebrae that make them able to achieve a goal, to act promptly, concentrate their energies: do what they have to do - "Deliver a message to Garcia."
General Garcia is dead, but there are other García.
Anyone who has launched an enterprise where many hands were needed, it is dismayed dall'imbecillità the typical employee - the inability or unwillingness to concentrate on one thing and do it. Support neglected, stupid inattention, dowdy indifference, apathy and work are the norm, and no man can succeed, unless you force others to assist him or corrupt, or unless God in His goodness performs a miracle and give him a Angelo as an assistant.
You, reader, test what I'm saying with a test:
you're sitting in your office - six clerks available. Caller event and submit it to a request: "Please take the encyclopedia and make me a synopsis on the life of Correggio." The clerk will say, 'Yes sir' and will complete his tenure? Not a chance. We will look with the eyes of dead fish and ask you one or more of the following questions:
Who was Correggio?
Which encyclopedia?
Where is the encyclopedia?
I was hired to do this?
Does he mean Bismarck?
Why can not I doing this to Charles?
Is he dead?
The need now?
not it be better to bring them to the encyclopedia, so he can find it themselves directly?
Why do you want to know?
And I bet ten to one that, even after you answer these questions, and after explaining how to find information, and why you need them, the clerk will look for another employee to help him find Garcia - and then return to tell you that this man does not exist. Of course I lose the bet, but according to the law of large numbers, I guess not.
This inability to act independently, this moral stupidity, quest'infermità of the will, this unwillingness to work with joy - these are the nails in the coffin of socialism. If men are unable to act for themselves, how they act when the benefit of their efforts is for others? Post an ad for a typist, and nine out of ten of those responding do not know the spelling - or think that they are required to know. We entrust to these people in charge to deliver a message to Garcia?
hear much talk recently with tearful sympathy of the "oppressed and exploited workers in the factories," and the "poor unemployed people looking for honest work, and such speeches are often accompanied by harsh words against rich and powerful. Nothing is said about the employer who grows old before his time in a vain attempt to spur them to work smarter-nothing, nothing is said of his stand behind these "helpers" that do nothing but idle time when their shoulders. The employer continues to dismiss "helpers" who have shown their inability to fast forward the interests of the company, and new helpers are hired. Even in times of economic growth, this mixing continues, only if the economic climate worsens, the mixing becomes even more necessary - but out and forever out the incompetent and unworthy go. It is the survival of the fittest. The economic survival instinct leads the employer to consider the best employees - those who can deliver a message to Garcia.
know a man that does not really bright has the ability to manage their own business, yet it is absolutely useless to anyone else because he suspects that his employers want to attack him. Is unable to give orders, and refuses to receive them. If he were given a message to be delivered to Garcia, his answer would be: "Give this yourself," Today this man walking down the street looking for work, the pitiless wind blowing through his threadbare coat. Those who know him do not dare take it. It is impervious to reason, and the only thing that could wake is the sole of a boot. Of course I know that one so morally deformed individual does not deserve mercy on a less physically disabled, but we waste our pity on a tear and for those men who, day after day, they bring out a great enterprise, whose working hours are not limited by the clock, and whose hair turns white quickly in the battle against ndifferezza, the stupidity, ingratitude of those who, were it not for the company of these men, they would be hungry and homeless.
I presented my argument in a too heavy? Perhaps, but while the world is drifting, I want to express my sympathy for the man who succeeds - the man who, against all odds, has directed the efforts of other individuals and, having had success in this, is that there is no fruit, only bones and clothes. I worked as a clerk and as an employer, and I know that there are things to be said for both sides. But poverty is not synonymous with virtue. And not all employers are rapacious and oppressive, as not all poor people are virtuous. My heart beats for the man who does his work diligently not only when the head is present, but also when it is not. And the man who, when he was given a letter for Garcia, quietly takes the missive, without asking stupid questions, with no intention of throwing it into the nearest sewer, and without doing anything other than deliver it, never shall be dismissed, nor should it go on strike for higher wages. Human civilization is nothing other than the anxious search for these individuals. They will always get what they want. These men are wanted in every city, town and village - in every office, shop and factory. The world needs it, and it desperately needs - people are able to deliver a message to Garcia.
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