“Who
having known the Diamond will concern himself with glass?”
I
like this quotation from Rudyard Kipling's autobiographical work
Something of Myself very much.
Kipling's
words go straight to the heart. They say to me that people who have
encountered the best will not settle for or want to be involved with
anything less. I see his words as a very neat and clever way of
saying that anyone who has experienced the real thing will not be
fooled by a counterfeit or a cheap copy.
I
know from experience that this is not always the case. Some people
ignore, avoid and reject the diamond and home in on and embrace the
glass. I have seen innumerable examples of such twisted values in
the past, and often wondered why this should be.
I
am not talking about people who have never seen, heard of, read
about, experienced or imagined the best, the real deal; some people
have low horizons and few opportunities. I am not talking about
people who are unable to recognise differences, make comparisons or
grade and classify what they encounter; some people have limited
understanding and little ability to look at things objectively.
I
am not talking either about people whose diamonds may look like glass
to other people; sometimes 'diamond' may just mean the most suitable,
or the best that someone can envisage, achieve and attain.
Here
are a few examples from my own experience.
Work
is one area where I very much go for the diamond. I remember being
impressed by some senior colleagues when I started a new job. Then
some American consultants came over to manage things. They were very
high-powered, efficient and professional; they were obviously a cut
above my colleagues. I realised that I had been worshipping false
gods, so I transferred my allegiance to the Americans – for the
best of reasons. I wanted to work for people I could respect and
learn a lot from; I wanted people who would show me what was
possible. I might never reach their level, but I would grow and
develop by trying.
I
was not happy when they went back to the US, and always looked for
more people of the same standard. I had known the diamond and didn't
want to have to return to the glass.
I
remember two very different men with very different approaches to
their employees or followers.
One
took over as the new CEO where I was working. He soon became
concerned about the high turnover of staff before he joined. He said
that some of them seemed very able people, and he wanted to know why
they had left so he could do something about it and prevent more
resignations.
The
other man behaved very badly when his people defected:
“Good
riddance to the traitors. Their names must never be mentioned again.”
He
drove many of his best people away, and was left with followers who
were much less able than the ones that got away. He deliberately
chose the glass over the diamonds.
After
seeing how both kinds of leaders behave, I would never want to be
involved again with someone who did not want any criticism or rivals
so preferred mindless obedience to merit. In the long term, the
second man got what he deserved. He had to live with the disastrous
results of his policies, ideologies, decisions and actions.
I
expect that this will also happen to a conspiracy forum I used to
contribute to. One by one, almost all of their best people have been
banned, made inactive or just stopped posting. One of them said that
people who are capable of critical thinking are unwelcome so are
driven away. There is hardly anything worth reading there now, and
the standard of the posts is very low. The moderators have seen
high-quality posts but they are favouring unthreatening, low-class
posters. The diamonds have gone elsewhere and they are left with the
glass.
Glass
and synchronicity
Sometimes,
something that is very much on my mind manifests in the real world.
While working on this article, I decided that even if I had the
choice, I would rather have a coloured glass necklace than one made
from real diamonds. I was mentally composing some paragraphs when I
went into a charity shop I happened to be passing to see if they had
anything I might like. Many people say that these shops have run dry,
but I often find what I think of as treasures.
I
saw a bunch of green glass bead necklaces. The price was very
reasonable, so I decided to get one. I had trouble removing it; I
couldn't disentangle it as I couldn't find the tie. Then I realised
that it was just one, multi-strand necklace. It was an amazing
bargain and I love it.
There
is another aspect of interest to this little story. I was given a
peridot-green bead necklace as a Christmas present; I assumed at
first that the beads were plastic, so was delighted when I realised
that they were made of glass. I showed it off and told several people
how much I liked it. This gratitude and appreciation may have earned
me an even better glass necklace.