“Give me six hours to chop down a tree and I will spend the first four sharpening the ax.” ~Abraham Lincoln "Wax on, wax off" ~Mr. Miyagi God forbid we make a mistake! In the information age, it seems all the more compelling that we should never come into error. We have all of history as a basis for our decisions, how could it be that we repeat a mistake of a time past, one documented in bits accessible within milliseconds by Google search? There is a logic to that, but most would agree that, for humans, the appropriate orientation is to err. I begin here, in error, because it is perhaps the place that I get tripped up so often. My wife has called me an "end game" thinker. My head is in the future. And I have made plans and interiorly navigated a path (only known to me) to that end, despite who might be the people that need to bring us to the end, or any of the contingencies that will be encountered to shape the actual "road to the end". I hate the idea ...