Choose Yourself! - James Altucher
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HERE’S THE DEAL
I don’t need to make a dime off of this book. The ideas in the book have
already made me wealthy in many ways. What I really care about is that
as many people as possible read this book and understand this message,
even if it puts my own personal investment at risk.
Here’s how I’m going to try and create a situation where as many people
as possible get this message:
Within the first three months of the official publication date, do these
two things:
If you can think of other ways, that’s fine too. The point is: prove to me
you read the book, and get your money back. Or, you can tell me to give
it to a charity. This is the charity I will give it to:
WomenForWomen International
I’m a man of my word. If every single person who buys the book takes
advantage of this opportunity, then I will make zero on it. But I’ll be just
as happy because it means the message will spread and you, the people
who read the book, will be helped.
I know I was helped. This book has worked for me. I chose myself.
DEDICATION
I Choose Myself!
TABLE OF CONTENTS
Here’s the Deal
Dedication
Foreword
I Chose Myself: An Introduction
The Economic History of the Choose Yourself Era
And Then They All Laughed
Permanently Temporary
Does One Person Have Control Over Your Life?
How to Choose Yourself
The Simple Daily Practice
What if I’m in a Crisis?
Choose Yourself to Live
Finding Your Purpose in Life
How to Disappear Completely and Never Be Found
Just Do It
Let’s Get Specific: What Should I Do?
It Doesn’t Cost a Lot to Make $1 Billion
Becoming a Master Salesman
How to Become an Idea Machine
Ten Ideas to Start You Off
Don’t Have Opinions
How to Release the God Hormone
The Seven Habits of Highly Effective Mediocre People
How to Be Less Stupid
Honesty Makes You More Money
You’re Never Too Young to Choose Yourself: Nine Lessons from Alex
Day
The Curious Case of the Sexy Image
What I Learned from Superman
Gandhi Chose Himself to Free an Entire Country
Nine Things I Learned from Woody Allen
Competence and the Beatles’ Last Concert
What to Do When You Are Rejected
Surviving Failure
Take Over the World
Testimonials
About James Altucher
Copyright
FOREWORD
I started out as a computer science major. I then got excited about
improvisational comedy. I then somehow ended up as CEO of Twitter.
We live in a world where the yellow brick road has many forks and can
take us on many incredible journeys.
The day and age of the massive corporations that take care of us from
beginning to end are over. But that is exciting news. It means we can
choose the life we want for ourselves. You choose that life by doing the
best you can right in this moment. Right now. By being bold in this
moment. Right now. There is no other moment to wait for. Twitter is
about the entire world conversation right in this moment. It’s the
improvisation, right now, of the planet. And yes, it’s often comedy. And
it’s often about people reinventing themselves and starting new
conversations for their lives.
What I like about James and his book is you can tell he came from a
similar roller coaster. He chose his own path to success without knowing
the outcome. And what happens to him later--well, hopefully he won’t
end up in a gutter. Who knows?
The key is to be bold right in this moment. As James says in the title of
this book, “Choose Yourself,” and he explains how. Choose yourself
right now.
If you do this, not only can you not plan the impact you’re going to
have, you often won’t recognize it while you’re having it. But one thing
is for sure: if you don’t make courageous choices for yourself, nobody
else will.
There’s no one path. There’s every path. Every path starts with this one
moment. Did you choose yourself for this moment? Can you be bold?
Then all paths will lead to the same place. Right now.
#chooseyourself
I started another company. I put millions into that. I felt like I needed to
buy love. And if I didn’t have an enormous amount of money to buy it,
nobody would love me. That failed.
I lost my house. I lost all my money. I lost any self-esteem I had. I lost
my friends. I had no idea what I was going to do. I failed at every
attempt to right the ship, to succeed.
I would look at my daughters and cry because I felt like I had ruined
their lives. I wasn’t just a personal failure, or a failure in business, I was
a failure as a father, as well. I didn’t even have enough money every
month to pay the mortgage that kept the roof over their heads.
I was officially lost. I had nothing left. Zero. Less than zero, actually,
because I had debts. Millions in debts.
By 2002 there was nothing left in the ATM machine. I thought running
out of money would be my worst moment. Worse than death. I was
wrong.
At the end of 2002 I had a conversation with my parents. I was angry
and depressed. We got into an argument. Over what—it doesn’t matter
anymore.
Over the next several months my father tried to reach out to me. I was
starting to come back. I was writing. I was appearing on TV. He
congratulated me. His final congratulations were about six months after
I last spoke to him.
I didn’t respond.
For all intents and purposes, 2008 was a carbon copy of 2002. I
managed to get myself back on my feet. I built and sold another
company. I made a lot of money and then, through mindless
squandering, I pissed it all away. Again. Except this time I was getting a
divorce, losing even more friends, failing at two other companies at the
same time, and I had no clue what I was going to do to climb out of the
hole I’d dug for myself.
This kind of thing hasn’t just happened to me once. Or twice. But many
times. In the past twenty years I’ve failed at about eighteen of the twenty
businesses I’ve started. I’ve probably switched careers five or six times
in various sectors ranging from software to finance to media. I’ve
written ten books. I’ve lost multiple jobs. I’ve been crushed, on the
floor, suicidal, desperate, anxious, depressed. And each time, I’ve had to
reinvent myself, reinvent my goals and my career. On most occasions, I
didn’t realize what steps I was repeating over and over, both positive
and negative. Once I achieved success I would inevitably return to my
negative habits and start squandering my good fortune.
Something about this last time in 2008 was different, though. The world
was changing. Money was leaving the system. Everyone was getting
fired. It felt like the opportunities were disappearing as fast as the
money. Now it wasn’t just me who was failing, it was the entire world,
and there was no way out.
My stomach hurt all day thinking about it. There is no way out. There is
no way out. I kept repeating it in my head. I felt like I could will myself
to death with those words. But I couldn’t. I had kids. I had to get better.
I had to. I had to take care of myself. To take care of my children. I had
to figure out, once and for all, how to get out of the hole, how to get off
the floor, and stay there. I had to figure out, from the inside out, what
was going to transform me into someone who would not just succeed,
but thrive.
We can no longer afford to rely on others and repeat the same mistakes
from our pasts. The tide has come in and with it has come dramatic
change to the landscape of our lives. As we will see in the next few
chapters, the middle class has caved in, jobs are disappearing and every
industry is in the process of transformation. In order to keep up,
individuals have to transform also.
That means every second, you have to choose yourself to succeed. For
me, I had to look back at my life and figure out (finally!) what I did
every time I got off the floor, dusted myself off, went back out there and
did it again. Because now there is no room to fall back down. I used to
knock on wood every morning, literally and figuratively, praying I
didn’t fall back into my addictive behaviors. Choosing myself has
changed that thought process.
Now, every day when I wake up I am grateful. I have to be. And I have
to count the things that are abundant in my life. Literally count them. If I
don’t they will begin to disappear. I’ve watched them disappear before. I
don’t want it to happen again.
Plus—and I hate to say it—first you have to pay the bills. The bills are
expensive. And it’s getting harder to find the opportunities to pay those
bills. It’s one thing to know “The Secret” or take whatever life-affirming
steps you’ve read about in order to bring positivity into your life, but it’s
something else altogether to actually create opportunities for yourself.
You’re definitely not going to find them reading a book. It’s a moment
by moment effort in your daily life. It’s a practice that interweaves
health with the tools of financial experts and a macro-level
understanding of this economic shitstorm we find ourselves in today.
In the past four years I’ve begun writing about this practice and the steps
I took on my journey back from the grave. In the process, my life has
changed so much for the positive it’s like magic. It’s beyond magic,
because I never would have dreamed this was possible. I’ve made
millions in various businesses and investments (and not lost or
squandered them), I’ve met and married the love of my life, I’ve gotten
in shape, and every day I wake up and do exactly what I want to do. Not
only have I seen the results for myself, I’ve seen them for countless of
my readers who successfully applied the same principles I applied to my
own life.
I write about it in this book. I chose myself. And you will also.
THE ECONOMIC HISTORY OF THE CHOOSE
YOURSELF ERA
For the past five thousand years, people have been largely enslaved by a
few select masters who understood how violence, religion,
communication, debt, and class warfare all work together to subjugate a
large group of people.
The Gutenberg printing press was the first crack in the prison. It allowed
people to start breaking out of their solitary confinement cells by
spreading ideas across large distances, and allowing those ideas to mate
with one another. This resulted first in the Renaissance, then the
Protestant Reformation, and ultimately enough discoveries in science to
ignite the Industrial Revolution.
But the Choose Yourself era had its direct roots in World War II. And
basically, women brought it on.
In World War II, 16 million American men left the United States in
order to kill people. Meanwhile, someone needed to work the factories
and offices to keep the country running. Women stepped in and filled
the task.
When the men came back, the women, quite correctly, realized that they
didn’t want to just stay at home anymore. They wanted to work and
contribute and make money. Making money was fun and it gave them
independence.
For the first time in about thirty years, Americans had money. A lot of
it. And American industrialization was spreading throughout the world.
Before long the US controlled the global economy. Global
conglomerates rose from the ashes of near-bankrupt companies that
barely survived the Great Depression.
For the first time in decades, Americans didn’t have to worry about
losing their jobs. There were plenty of jobs and men and women to fill
them. The rise of the double-income family brought more money into
every house.
What did everyone do with the money? They bought the so-called
American Dream. A dream that was never thought of by the founders of
the United States but became so ingrained in our culture starting in the
1950s that to dispute it would be almost as anti-American as disputing
the wisdom of the US Constitution.
It started with the house and the white picket fence. People didn’t have
to live in cities anymore. In apartments with people on top of them, on
either side of them. When our grandparents were growing up most
people lived in apartment buildings. The building shared a clothesline,
all the kids played in the fire hydrant right out front, you could hear a
fart three doors down. The smell of sewage and the constant battles with
bed bugs were a normal part of life for tens of millions of immigrants.
Now it was different. They could move to the suburbs, with wide-open
streets and neighborhood swimming pools and brightly-colored strip
malls. They could have a yard. SPACE! Then they bought a car that
they drove to work on the huge 4-lane highways. Then the second car
for the summer road trips.
You might think I’m using the phrase “American Dream” because that’s
just the general expression people use to describe the white-picket fence
mythology.
For our entire lives, we have been fooled by marketing slogans and the
Masters of the Universe who created them. I don’t say this in an evil
way. I don’t blame them. I never blame anyone but myself. Every
second I am manipulated and coerced and beaten down it’s because I’ve
allowed it. They were just doing their jobs. But still…they are the
manipulators. Now we have to learn how to discern the foolish from the
wise and build our own lives.
There’s a saying, “The learned man aims for more. But the wise man
decreases. And then decreases again.”
Everyone was learned. And they wanted two cars instead of one. A
bigger house. Every kid in college. A bigger TV. How could we keep
paying for that? Double incomes were no longer enough!
The 1960s fueled the wealth engine with a stock market boom. And then
“The Great Society.” A new marketing slogan! When the stock market
stalled, the 1970s introduced massive inflation in order to keep people’s
incomes going up. The term “Keeping up with the Joneses” was
introduced into popular culture in 1976 to refer to the idea that we are
never satisfied anymore. No matter how many material goods we
accumulate, there’s always the mysterious “Jones family” who has
more. So we need more.
In the 1980s we again had a stock market boom. And when that leveled
off, we had the junk bond debt boom to keep Americans flush in cash.
The ’90s brought us both the “peace dividend” from the downfall of the
Soviet Bloc and the Internet boom. Even when Asia crashed, Alan
Greenspan, the Federal Reserve chairman, kept the party going by
artificially pumping money into the system—not only to stave off the
effects of a potential “Asian Contagion” but out of fear that the show
would be over if Y2K shut off all the lights.
The party had to continue! Despite the fact that median earnings for
male workers had been going down since 1970 and it was only going to
get worse. Don’t believe me? Believe the data:
Every economist in the world can try to explain away this graph, but its
downward thrust was inexorable for the reasons I will describe
throughout this book: among them increasing efficiencies, globalization,
technological innovation, and the fact that your bosses simply hate you.
That’s right, they hate you. You created more and more value. They
paid you less and less. That’s the definition of “disdain” in my book.
And it’s not just your boss. He’s just trying to survive also. It’s his boss.
And then the boss of that boss. All the way up the food chain. And who
is at the top? We will never know. Trust me, you and I will never know
who is at the top. I don’t say this to be conspiratorial. It’s just a fact.
Then the Internet crashed. And instead of shoring up the foundations of
the American economy, Alan Greenspan kept the Federal Reserve’s foot
on the pedal and pressed it to the floor, printing money that flooded into
the housing system. Housing prices tripled in many parts of the country,
creating artificial prosperity that sent U.S. wealth to its highest point
ever.
Of course consumer spending increased right along with it, thanks to the
banks. They allowed people to use their home equity to back their credit
cards. Can you imagine? Every vacation you took and put on your VISA
was paid for by the flimsy walls of the house that kept your kids warm
at night. A house that was falling apart around you—like your life—
because you couldn’t afford to repair it because VEGAS BABY,
VEGAS!
Credit card debt went from $700 billion in 2005 to $2.5 TRILLION in
2007. Two short years. Now everybody had wide screen TVs, two
houses, the latest Viking kitchen equipment, a boat, two
environmentally sustainable cars (to assuage the guilt for their voracious
consumption), and ate out two or three times a week.
And when I say “everybody”, what I really mean is “me”. I don’t know
anything about everybody. I only know what happened to me. And I was
up to my neck in it.
After starting many companies, making and losing millions, thinking for
once I might have “made it,” I had to ask myself: what was “IT”? What
did I truly “make”? I can’t even think about it. Every time I do, I start
scratching big scabs off my back like a tweaker or a schizophrenic. It’s
like I develop an acute spontaneous nervous condition. My hands shake
and stutter because…
Argh!
2008.
The tide came in. Everyone was suddenly naked! We all know what
happened: everything crashed. In prior economic boom/busts, America’s
technological innovation has somewhat buffered the middle class. But
that period is over. There are no more booms on the horizon that we can
latch onto. The smartest graduate students in China, India, and
elsewhere are staying home. And the ones who come to the United
States to study are going back after graduation instead of moving to
Silicon Valley and starting companies and creating jobs and wealth. The
companies and people in the United States who are greatly increasing in
wealth are those who invest overseas in search of cheaper capital per
technological development.
The only thing left was just the government increasing its debt. The
government saved every bank and started paying interest to the banks on
all their assets, artificially keeping the entire financial system healthy.
Let me put this in a little more perspective.
Notice the small blip down in 2008/2009. We had a tiny bit of deflation.
What was the result? The worst economic crisis since 1929, double-digit
unemployment, and a declining middle class while the upper class got
wealthier.
AN ASIDE:
Have you ever wondered why the stock market didn’t just keep going
down? Why it bounced at all from March 2009 until the day I am
writing this, when the market is hitting all-time highs?
Very simple—and I state this with all humility—I personally saved the
US stock market.
I loved everything about living there. I felt like part of history. Like
maybe this would be a new start for me. Which was an odd feeling,
because everything else was going to hell. The S&P 500 was heading
towards a 20 year low, where it reached the magically hellacious
number of 666. I was losing more money than I thought possible and
going through a divorce. One time I made the mistake of looking at my
bank account balance. I considered, once again, jumping out the
window, or figuring out which drugs would anaesthetize me long
enough that I’d never have to think about my problems again.
And it wasn’t just that the stock market was at a low. That’s too easy an
excuse. The human race hasn’t survived for 200,000 years just to be
shattered by a little blip in capitalism.
We’d all had a tough decade. We all suffered from postsocietal
traumatic stress disorder. The first step was admitting it: Internet bust.
9/11. Corporate corruption on a scale never before seen. Housing bust.
Financial crisis. Bailouts. Madoff. On and on. It was rough. As a society
we got afraid. Too afraid to move.
So I did the only thing I could do: I woke up early one morning in early
March and bought a bag of chocolates. Small Hershey’s chocolates, like
you hand out on Halloween. At around 8 a.m., I stood outside the
entrance of the New York Stock Exchange and started handing out
chocolates to everyone walking inside. People would be staring at their
feet like zombies as they walked in, but 100 percent of the time, they
would stop, look up, take the chocolate, and they would smile.
It was March 9. A Monday. The Friday before, the S&P closed the week
at its lowest point in thirteen years (and ever since). By the end of the
week, the S&P was up nearly seventy-five points. By the end of the
month, it was up more than 125 points. And it’s been going up ever
since.
I’m not trying to brag. I’m not trying to say how great it is that I saved
the global economy. It’s not bragging if it’s true.
Does this mean the rest of us just die? Of course not. This isn’t all doom
and gloom. It’s just reality. And it’s actually good news. It’s the decline
of institutions that have lied to us for the past one hundred to two
hundred years. It’s a new reality that people who apply the principles in
this book—who start carving their own path—can take advantage of.
Human beings are born pioneers. The rise of corporatism (as opposed to
capitalism) forced people into cubicles instead of out into the world,
exploring and inventing and manifesting. The ethic of the Choose
Yourself era is to not depend on those stifling trends that are defeating
you. Instead, build your own platform, have faith and confidence in
yourself instead of a jury-rigged system, and define success by your own
terms.
It’s time to get back to our roots. It’s time to ride the surf as the ocean
crashes onto the beach. Fight it, and the undertow of falling median
earnings and a shrinking middle class will pull you down and drown
you.
PERMANENTLY TEMPORARY
I recently visited an investor who manages more than a trillion dollars.
You might think a trillion dollars sounds impossible. I did. But there’s a
lot more money out there than people let on. It’s squirreled away by
families who have been hoarding and investing and reinvesting for
hundreds of years. And this trillion dollars I speak of belonged to just
one family.
We were high up in the vertical City of New York. His entire office was
surrounded by glass windows. He brought me over to one of them.
“What do you see?” he said.
“Empty floors!” he said. “Look at that one. Some bank. All empty.” He
pointed at another building. His fingers scraping across his window
like…I don’t know…whatever a spider uses to weave its web. “And that
one: an ad agency or a law firm or an accounting firm. Look at all the
empty desks. They used to be full, with full-time employees. Now
they’re empty and they will never fill up again.”
I spoke with several CEOs around that time and asked them point-blank,
“Did you fire people simply because this was a good excuse to get rid of
the people who were no longer useful?”
And because of the constant economic uncertainty, they told me, they
are never going to hire those people again. Recently I joined the board
of directors of a temporary staffing company with $700 million in
revenue. The year before they had $400 million. That growth occurred
in a flat economy. I now can see firsthand and immediately what parts of
the economy are hiring full-time and what parts of the economy are
moving toward using more temporary workers.
I’ll tell you the answer: ZERO sectors in the economy are moving
toward more full-time workers. Everything is either being cut back,
moved toward outsourcing out of the country, or hiring temp workers.
And this goes not just for low-paid industrial workers, but middle
managers, computer programmers, accountants, lawyers, and even
senior executives.
This is just one example. But across every industry, technology has
replaced not only paper (“the paperless office”), but people. Companies
simply don’t need the same amount of people anymore to be as
productive as they’ve always been. We are moving toward a society
without employees. It’s not here yet. But it will be. And that’s okay.
We’re already seeing more startups than ever get funded, get customers,
and pull business from the corporate monoliths, which have slept for too
long. This isn’t just about money, though. If it were, it would be boring.
It’s also not about being a great entrepreneur. I’m an entrepreneur, a
writer, and an investor. Not everyone is an entrepreneur. Not everyone
wants to be one.
This is about a new phase in history where art, science, business, and
spirit will join together, both externally and internally, in the pursuit of
true wealth. It’s a phase where ideas are more important than people and
everyone will have to choose themselves for happiness, just like I did.
They will have to build the foundation internally for that choice to
manifest. And from that internal health the rest will come, whether it’s a
business, art, health, success.
An example: Tucker Max is known for his “fratire” books. The titles of
his first two bestselling books were I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell and
Assholes Finish First. Both books sold millions of copies.
But he wasn’t happy with that. The publishing industry was taking too
big a piece of the pie. Their claim: that they handled distribution,
editing, marketing, publicity and they paid advances. Tucker realized
that because of modern technology, he no longer needed just about any
of this. For a fraction of the cost, he could get editing, marketing, and
publicity, and he simply bought the same distribution that the publishers
would pay for. And because his prior books were successes, he didn’t
need the advance up front.
The starting point for all of this is developing the inner perspective that
allows you to choose yourself in the first place. Success by itself won’t
bring you happiness, because you can’t do any of this from a position of
ill health. If your body is sick, if you are around negative people who
bring you down, if your idea muscle has not been refined into the perfect
machine, and if spiritually you haven’t developed a sense of gratitude
and surrender, you will have less chances of success in the new Choose
Yourself era.
“Wait a second,” you might say. “Tucker Max wrote a book called
Assholes Finish First about all the girls he was having sex with. How
can you say he’s worked on all of these areas of his life?”
One time I got upset when a well-known pundit tweeted that one of my
books was crap. I asked her if she had read the book and she admitted,
“No, I just didn’t like the title.” So I wrote a blog post about this.
Out of nowhere I got this e-mail from a fan of my blog who thought I
was diving too much into negativity. And he was right. He wrote:
“I assume your blog post was mostly tongue in cheek about the
feedback affecting you in a negative way. But if not, then please
take this compliment to heart: From one very successful writer to
another, I love your blog. Yes, it has its quirks and stylistic issues,
but it is utterly original and compelling, and that is an attribute
that is incredibly rare. There is so much writing out there, and so
little of it is worth a shit—but your blog is one of those that are
worth a shit.
Please keep doing what you are doing, and please don’t let the
cowardly commentary from the ignorant sheep and trolls get you
down. There are a ton of us out here that read everything you put
on your blog, and thoroughly enjoy it, but we don’t tend to speak
up one way or the other, because we’re normal people with normal
lives. Who even writes Amazon reviews? I’ve entertained millions
of people, literally millions, but from my Amazon reviews you’d
think my job was to punch babies in the mouth. That’s the shitty
part about the Internet, and about anonymous feedback, is that you
tend to hear from the extremes, those that either love you more
than reasonable, or those who are just spreading toxicity.
Fuck those people. You do great work, and I really appreciate it.
I hate to sound like a weirdo Buddhist, but the only things that
really matter in this world are the relationships you have with the
people you love, and the meaningful things that you do. Haters
don’t fit anywhere into that. Don’t devote any mental space to
them.”
“Tucker Max”
In this new era, you have two choices: become a temp staffer (not a
horrible choice) or become an artist-entrepreneur. Choose to
commoditize your labor or choose yourself to be a creator, an innovator,
an artist, an investor, a marketer, and an entrepreneur. I say “and” rather
than “or” because now you have to be all of the above. Not just one. An
artist must also be an entrepreneur. That’s it. Those ARE your choices.
Cubicles are getting commoditized. And when that happens, they empty
out. I saw it with my own eyes when I visited my investor friend and
stared out his office windows at the vacant vertical city.
And now I see it happening every day. It’s not something that can be
changed with laws or with printing money or with a change in values.
It’s history now. The world has already changed, and all the pieces are
just falling into place.
All the other kids started laughing. One counselor tried to calm everyone
down and said, “Be nice,” but of course nobody listened.
I watched the girl run out of the barn (where else would art group be?),
paint all over me, the smell of a barn, the hearing of laughter—the only
sense that isn’t fully lasered into my memory right now is taste, and
thank god for that because I’d probably just throw up.
I was rejected.
Try this exercise: Think for a second of ten different times you’ve
been rejected. Were you rejected for a job? Did you have a novel
rejected? Did a potential girlfriend/boyfriend reject you? List ten. Now
think about this: how easy would it be to list one hundred? I can
probably list one thousand.
But what if you never try? What if you are afraid to try for fear of being
rejected?
I understand this. I’ve been rejected more than I care to remember; to
the point where some days feel like enough is enough. When you put
yourself out there on a daily basis, that’s going to happen (whether you
deserve it or not): you get hate mail, you get rejected for opportunities
(even if accepted for others), you get people who don’t understand you,
who are upset with you, angry with you, don’t respect what you’ve done
for them.
You can’t hate the people who reject you. You can’t let them get the
best of you. Nor can you bless the people who love you. Everyone is
acting out of his or her own self-interest.
What you need to do is build the house you will live in. You build that
house by laying a solid foundation: by building physical, emotional,
mental, and spiritual health.
This is not some new-age, self-helpy jargon. “Be kind to people and all
will be well.” This is a book on how you can achieve success for
yourself, and these are the building blocks. The phrase financial freedom
includes the word financial but it also includes the word freedom:
freedom to explore the blessings that surround us. Freedom to help
ourselves so that we can help others. Freedom to live the life we choose
to lead, instead of having to live the life that has been chosen for us.
This book will help you build the house where your freedom resides.
Just know that the house does not exist in the past. It cannot be built
where you are standing right now. It is out there.
Those with high levels of social anxiety about rejection are shown to
have lower levels of a hormone called oxytocin. We are all born with
different levels of this and other hormones that help modulate our
reactions to different external stimuli relating to things from social
anxiety to money to happiness to loss.
The point is not that chemicals rule our lives. Quite the opposite. But in
order to have a fully functioning life, we need a functioning body, a
healthy brain, a functioning social life, a functioning idea muscle, and a
very fundamental sense that there are some things we can’t control. For
instance, I couldn’t force someone to give me a million dollars in 2002.
Any more than I could force that girl to like me when I was twelve.
Therapists might say, analyze the past to see where your current
negativity comes from. Perhaps a parent rejected you as a young person
and now you feel particularly sensitive around rejection.
We’re taught at an early age that we’re not good enough. That someone
else has to choose us in order for us to be…what?
Blessed?
Rich?
Certified?
Legitimized?
Educated?
Partnership material?
I don’t know. But this feeling of insecurity overwhelms us. When we are
not chosen, we feel bad. When we are chosen—even by idiots—we feel
like that one actress (I can’t remember and I refuse to look it up) who
said at an awards ceremony, “You like me! You really, really like me!”
We need to unlearn this imprisonment. Not dissect and analyze it. Just
completely unlearn it.
When I get on a subway, I like to find a seat and read and daydream
until I arrive at my destination. Who doesn’t? Nobody likes to hang onto
the crowded smelly poles, bumping into people, crowding together,
shaking at each stop, trying to hang on for balance, for dear life.
What does this have to do with choosing yourself?
They went on subways and walked up to all sorts of people who were
sitting down: young, old, black, white, female, male, pregnant, etc. To
each seated passenger they said, “Can I have your seat?” Seventy
percent of the people gave up their seats.
Two interesting things: one, that the percentage of people who got up
was so high. They were simply being asked to get up and they did as
they were told.
But the other interesting thing is how reluctant the students were to even
do the experiment. To ask people for their seats went against everything
they had ever been taught. This is obviously an extreme. But it points
out how hard it is for us to do things for ourselves unless we are given
some implicit permission.
But understanding the rules of this Choose Yourself era that we now
find ourselves in will give you the confidence and skill set to go out
there and simply ask the world for your proper place in it. Without a
doubt, you will get what you ask for. Not in a law of attraction sort of
way, where the idea is you get what you visualize. That doesn’t work
without having all of the other pieces in place.
This book is about those other pieces, and getting them in place. It’s
about understanding the external myths that have broken down; the
same ones that created the massive American middle class, which is
now dying, and left us with the Choose Yourself era in the fallout.
People are walking around blind. If you are the one who can see, you
will be able to navigate through this new world. You will be the beacon
that will enhance the lives of everyone around you and, in doing so,
trigger the actual law of nature that says when you enhance everyone
around you, you can’t help but enhance yourself.
DOES ONE PERSON HAVE CONTROL OVER
YOUR LIFE?
About twenty years ago, I realized I was tired of trying to be liked by
others. I was constantly trying to package myself so I would be chosen
for jobs, books, deals, partnerships, or love. Depending on the situation,
I would put on an entirely new costume, a new mask, or a new set of
lies, right down to political and religious beliefs. “Dan Quayle might be
the greatest vice president ever,” I said to one girl as she lit up my
cigarette even though I didn’t smoke, and I probably thought Dan
Quayle was the worst choice for a vice president ever. And then when I
leaned in for the kiss at the end of the date…“I don’t feel about you that
way.” Rejected.
The first: I was pitching a TV show, III:am. Three a.m. The idea was to
explore the flip side of life. From 7 a.m. to 8 p.m., the “normals” are
outside, conducting their business. Dressing in their suits, getting the
grande soy cappuccinos, kissing up to the boss, eating three meals,
gossiping, watching TV, having a glass of wine at the end of a tough
day, and finally cajoling themselves to sleep after tucking in all of their
worries for another night of rest.
But what about the people who live only at three in the morning? People
who are out and about, conducting their lives every day at those hours.
Living a life completely opposite of the “normal.” I started going out at
three in the morning on Tuesday and Wednesday nights. Not Saturdays,
where everyone is out partying, but the nights where if you were around
at three in the morning, there’s a reason. And it’s usually not a normal
one.
What I found was more than just prostitutes, their clients, drug dealers,
and homeless people (although I certainly found a lot of them—and
throw in the pre-op transsexuals and dominatrixes for good measure). I
also found a whole class of people who did not fit into the conventional
path of life and had to carve out their own. A path that only existed
when nobody else was looking, when the lights were out, when 95
percent of the world was asleep. It was almost as if a 3 a.m. religion
existed, one that was self-reliant and relished how the world can be lived
upside-down but still lived to its fullest potential.
For three years I interviewed people every week for the HBO website.
During one of those years, I also took material and shot it as a pilot for
HBO. HBO was very excited about it and threw some money behind the
pilot.
Finally she gave her verdict: “For material like this, you either need to
show your neighbors fucking, or someone killing their mother while
naked.” We had material pretty close to that but not quite as base or
lowest common denominator.
We were rejected. All it took was one person on a bad day. She was, and
I think still is, head of HBO’s Documentaries and also head of HBO
Family Programming. The shows your kids watch.
The second: I was trying to sell my first company. We had one potential
buyer. I never even considered trying to get other buyers. They were
going to offer $300,000. I had about $500 in my bank account. I had
never sold a company before. I knew nothing about business at all, in
fact, and yet we had built up a solid, little business that was doing well.
Every day I would dream about it. I thought with a little bit of money in
the bank I could take a year off and write a novel. Or two. Or do a TV
show. Or quit. Or whatever.
Both of these situations happened at basically the same time, and for the
same reason. In each situation my entire happiness seemed dependent on
the decisions of one person. I gave power to that one person to make or
break my life.
Of course, both rejections worked out better for me; they always will,
for reasons that have to do not only with perseverance, but quantum
physics, health, spirituality, being a real human, and many other things
that I will discuss in this book.
But the most important thing these rejections gave me was a sense that
NEVER AGAIN should I rely on the whims of one person to choose my
success or failure in any endeavor.
No matter how hard it tries, a ripple that laps onto the shore will never
be as powerful as the ocean that created it. The goal is to be the ocean—
the central force in our existence that moves mountains, creates all life,
shakes continents, and is respected by everyone.
Addictions: let’s work a hundred hours a week for fame, money, sex,
health, more fame, then F-you money, then stand on our heads, then get
fancy artwork, big houses, guard dogs, pit bulls that kill people, bigger
bank accounts. Heck, let’s own the bank. Then let’s double down on all
of the above.
Then we get burned out. Too much fighting for freedom. Who were we
fighting all of that time? When all that time we were free without
realizing it. There are no chains on me as I write this. But the feeling is
immense: all I want is freedom.
There are two very important basics for harnessing that freedom and
succeeding in the Choose Yourself era. There’s no avoiding them. There
are no excuses for not doing them. The good news is they are free.
I only just started doing this in the past few years after being infinitely
unhappy, getting divorced, losing money, losing jobs, careers, friends,
everything I was clinging to. Eating a turkey sandwich in a diner by
myself on Thanksgiving Day 2008, I said, “Fuck it.” I was done.
I used to go out every night. You never know, I would think. I used to
go to every business meeting I was invited to. You never know, I would
think. I used to go on TV every time I was asked. You never know, I
would think. Maybe someone would SEE me. And call me and offer me
and give me and want me and like me and love me. Maybe they would
press the LIKE button on my face. Brilliant.
[Note to self: invent TV sets with “LIKE” buttons so people can LIKE
people they see on TV and that somehow gets transmitted back to the
TV networks.]
Every time you say yes to something you don’t want to do, this will
happen: you will resent people, you will do a bad job, you will have less
energy for the things you were doing a good job on, you will make less
money, and yet another small percentage of your life will be used up,
burned up, a smoke signal to the future saying, “I did it again.”
The only real fire to cultivate is the fire inside of you. Nothing external
will cultivate it. The greater your internal fire is, the more people will
want it. They will smoke every drug lit by your fire. They will try to
ignite their own fires. They will try to light up their own dark caves. The
universe will bend to you.
Every time you say yes to something you don’t want, your fire starts to
go away.
You will get burned out.
You can say, “But what if I have to say yes to something I don’t want to
do?” Fair enough. We have mouths to feed, responsibilities, retirement
to save for, and many things that might keep us in the prison of “No.”
Don’t worry about that yet. The Daily Practice plows the field, and
makes everything clear so that you’ll know if your “yes” or “no” comes
from a place of deep, internal satisfaction.
THE DAILY PRACTICE. You are empty. I mean this literally. Our
bodies are like little galaxies. Galaxies have billions of massive stars in
them and yet the reality is that the space between those stars is so
gigantic that a galaxy is mostly empty.
That’s exactly like you. You are made up of atoms. Every piece of you.
And yet the actual physical matter in an atom (protons, neutrons,
electrons) take up only one-fiftieth of one percent of the space in that
atom. The rest is empty.
So you are empty. There’s nothing really there. The real you—the real
fire—is inside this emptiness.
We spend our lives afraid of the emptiness. We want to fill it with love,
with money, with pleasures, with anything that could put off the
ultimate. But all of those things are never enough. They all decay.
The best way I have ever found to fill that hole is not to seek external
motivations to fill the emptiness, but to ignite the internal fire that will
never go out. To light up my own inner sky.
Picture your body for a second. You have a heart that pumps blood one
hundred thousand times per day, or seventy-two times per minute,
sending 1.3 gallons of blood through your body. If there’s any
blockage—in a vein or an artery—you’ll die very quickly. Within
minutes. That’s a heart attack. Blood cleans the system, sending water,
oxygen, and nutrients to every part of your body.
All you need to do to live longer is to constantly make sure you are
doing everything you can to protect your heart and the blood that flows
through it. This is a function of diet, exercise, sleep, and other things. If
the heart gets sick, you die. When you finally die, make no mistake, it
will be because the heart got sick.
Imagine now you have three other bodies alongside your physical body:
an emotional body
a mental body
Imagine a life force that flows between them and through them, much
like blood. Imagine a central core that must keep everything healthy.
Just like you must keep your heart healthy to live a long, productive, and
even happy life, you must keep these other bodies healthy as well and
exercise them on a regular basis. A daily basis. A minute by minute
basis.
In the next chapter, I’ll describe a simple Daily Practice to start off with.
But below is the best way to keep these bodies healthy. It is from a
foundation of health (in all four bodies) that you build the platform to
choose yourself. The rest of the book describes how one can use this
foundation to build the succeeding layers to create even more choices
that lead to success. And you’ll read stories of people who have done
just that.
THE PHYSICAL BODY. The shell that we must take care of to live. It
houses everything we do. And it’s pretty simple. We know when we are
doing bad things to it. Too often we think, “Once I achieve X, Y, Z,
goal, I’m going to get back in shape.” But it doesn’t work that way. Not
that you need to be ripped and jacked or eight-packed or whatever. You
just need to be healthy. And you know what I mean?
You don’t eat junk food. You sleep seven to nine hours a night. Avoid
excess alcohol. Exercise. And by exercise I don’t mean run eight miles a
day. I mean take walks. Can you take a ten-minute walk every ninety
minutes? Can you take a twenty-minute walk? Can you use the stairs
instead of the elevator? Do five minutes of yoga?
It’s important to avoid people who bring you down. Not in a cruel way.
But avoid engaging or overly dwelling on people who are constantly
draining you of energy. A friend of mine is starting up a company as I
write this. One of his partners is constantly criticizing him. Every time I
talk to him he says, “ABC is at it again. Here’s what he said now.” And
he goes into a long diatribe of the latest crimes against humanity his
partner has committed.
The key is: acknowledge that the person is driving you crazy. You can’t
suppress that. But with observation, the pain will begin to wither. And
the less you engage with the person, the less overall effect that person
will have on you. Even if that person is close to you (and they often are.
That’s why they get to push all of those buttons), find out ways to not
engage. Say hello in the hallway, smile nicely, but no engagement. Put a
quota on yourself how much you can complain or feel anxious about
that person in a day.
You can’t be beautiful unless you get rid of the ugliness inside. People
become crappy people not because of who they are, but because they are
crapping inside of you. Stop letting that happen.
burnout.
So you need to tame the wild horse or it will tame you until you are a
slave. Nobody wants that. The way you tame it is through focused use.
Set a goal: I’m going to come up with ten ways I can have more time for
myself. Or I’m going to come up with ten ways I can make my job
better. Or ten business ideas. Make sure the list you plan to do is a hard
one. You need to make the mind SWEAT so that it gets tired. So tired
that it’s done for the day. It can’t control you today. TIRE IT OUT!
Then do it again. Ten MORE ideas. I discuss this much more in the
section “How to Become an Idea Machine.”
I’ll tell you what I did today. An online education company asked me to
come up with an online course. Maybe I’ll do a course on “The Daily
Practice,” but I made a list of ten other courses I could maybe teach. It
was hard! I didn’t even know if I knew enough about ten different topics
to be able to teach them. I still don’t know. But I made the list. My mind
sweated like a pig. And then you know what I instantly did afterward?
I fell asleep.
After sleeping about ten hours the night before. Sleeping is fun. I love to
sleep. It’s a Saturday. It was 1 p.m. I took a half-hour nap. My mind was
tired. Then I woke up and wrote this. Come up with ten ideas a day.
THE SPIRITUAL BODY. Most people obsess on regrets in their past
or anxieties in their future. I call this “time traveling.” The past and
future don’t exist. They are memories and speculation, neither of which
you have any control over. You don’t need to time travel anymore. You
can live right now.
When I walk around New York City, everyone seems to have glazed
eyes. They are walking around in the past or the future. They are time
traveling. One exercise I try: look at the roofs of buildings. Finding the
art in the city around me is a good technique to keep me right here,
when everyone else is in the time machine.
I give up. I can’t control the past or the future. They are empty, just like
I am. All there is is now.
Done.
When you surrender and accept the beautiful stillness around you, when
you give up all thoughts of the past, all worries and anxieties of the
future, when you surround yourself with similarly positive people, when
you tame the mind, when you keep healthy, there is zero chance of
burnout.
This is the ONLY way I’ve ever ignited the fire and avoided burnout.
Think about the things we worry about. How, almost 100 percent of the
time when we look back on a particular fear, we realize how useless
worrying about it was.
This doesn’t mean you will never be in a bad mood. Of course you will!
That’s what the body and mind does for a living: it goes back and forth
between good moods and bad moods. The trick is to recognize a bad
mood, say, “I’m in a bad mood,” and wait it out. So you can get back to
enjoying things. So you can get back to making decisions and making
choices, but only when you are in a good mood—a mood where you are
fully present and not time traveling.
Instead, igniting the fire on the inside burns a light so fierce it can’t be
burned out. Instead, you will brighten the galaxy. You will add
brilliance to the lives around you. You will become a beacon, a light that
attracts abundance, instead of a flickering fame that is eventually
smothered.
THE SIMPLE DAILY PRACTICE
(or Why Do So Many People Want to Die)
A lot of people want to die. And I don’t blame them. The most dreadful
thing in life is not dying. It’s being born. Once you are born, you’re
screwed. Now you have to actually survive. You have to grow from
someone who craps their pants, can’t speak to anyone without crying,
and can’t walk or feed themselves, to a full-grown adult who can barely
do all of that while also juggling a mortgage, a marriage, kids, career,
whatever, to finally being an old man who can’t do any of those baby-
like things again.
How do I know a lot of people want to die? Because Google tells me.
The search phrase that is most likely to take people to my blog is, “I
want to die.” The number-two search phrase is “I hope to die.” Number
three is “How can I disappear,” which is a little more hopeful than dying
but expresses no less similar a sentiment (it’s sort of like saying “How
can I kill this life I have and start another”). My e-mail is slightly more
uplifting. The most popular question I get via e-mail is “I’m stuck. How
can I move forward in life?”
Each of those last people is not quite at the “I want to die” point, but
somehow their lives have stalled. The reason they’re stalled is because
the axis of the world has changed. We can’t rely on the job, the
marriage, the relationship, the house with the white-picket fence, the
college degree, the anything external for that matter. Nothing counts.
Everything we dreamed for was an illusion.
So people find themselves on the floor. Without “a life,” as they put it.
They obviously have a life. They are breathing. But they don’t know
how to choose life for themselves. The masses rely on others to do it for
them. They have given up their Life to live a smaller “life,” ruled by
others.
But this reliance on others has to come to an end. It was always a myth.
Everything we hoped for. The society that we were told would be here,
waiting for us, is completely gone and is never coming back. You can
either take the blue pill (become depressed about an artificial reality that
is never going to return) or take the red pill (fully enter the Choose
Yourself era and take advantage of its opportunities).
And it’s not as if our bosses will help us. They hate us. No matter how
nice they are to you, they actually hate you. The head of a major news
organization asked me to breakfast a few months ago. He wanted advice
on how to build up the traffic for his company’s website. When I say a
major news organization, I mean MAJOR. You read his newspaper
every day.
We started off with his version of idle chitchat. “I’m having a problem
with my reporters. They all get Twitter accounts and then the ones with
a lot of followers suddenly want raises and promotions.”
No, I put emphasis on it because it’s the only thing that’s ever worked
for me. Following that practice is the only thing that “unstuck” me,
pulled me off the floor, saved my life, and actually propelled me to
success.
And since I’ve been writing about it, I’ve seen it with thousands of
others who have written me e-mails about it. I’ve collected testimonials,
some of which you’ll find at the back of the book. Those weren’t tweets
or e-mails I got over a period of a year. Those were tweets and e-mails I
got over a period of the past hour as I wrote this.
I’m not selling anything (well, this book in your hands, but if you know
someone who can’t afford it, then please let me know and I will send it
to them for free). In fact, I encourage people to not believe me. All of
the people who are stuck or frustrated or scared or anxious or filled with
regret, please try these ideas so you can see for yourself.
Many people say, “The Daily Practice is too much work for me. I can’t
do it all every day.”
No problem. Let’s first define the “Simple Daily Practice,” then we can
go into more of the subtleties.
In his talk he made a point that was near and dear to me. Claudia, my
wife, had been trying to get me to floss my teeth. I get lazy and I try it
for a few days but then get tired of trying to dig into all the little areas in
between my teeth. It’s like a half-hour process, so after a while I stop
and then after a few days I give up. When Ramit started talking about
flossing, I saw Claudia’s ears practically twitch.
He said the way you get people to floss is to just ask them to floss one
tooth. That’s it.
Suddenly, they are “flossing.” Their brains say, “I’m the type of person
who likes to floss.” Maybe after a day or two they start flossing two
teeth. “And why stop there?” Ramit said. “After a few weeks, they’re
flossing all of their teeth because their brain sees it wasn’t as hard a
habit as they thought.”
The Simple Daily Practice is the same. All you really need to do to get
off the floor is acknowledge that it’s not your external life that needs to
change (you have little control over that), but that external changes flow
from the inside.
External changes in your life are like the final ripples of the ocean that
lap onto distant shores. A promotion, a raise, a new job offer, a new
relationship. These are the final ripples. The ocean is inside you.
Becoming aware of that infinite presence doesn’t require meditation in a
cave for fifty years. It involves simply being healthy. Healthy not just
physically but emotionally, mentally, and spiritually.
For now, the Simple Daily Practice means doing ONE thing every day.
C) No TV.
D) No junk food.
F) No gossip.
M) Take up a hobby. Don’t say you don’t have time. Learn the
piano. Take chess lessons. Do stand-up comedy. Write a novel. Do
something that takes you out of your current rhythm.
O) Surprise someone.
S) I’m going to steal this next one from the 1970s pop psychology
book Don’t Say Yes When You Want to Say No: when you find
yourself thinking of that special someone who is causing you grief,
think very quietly, “No.” If you think of him and (or?) her again,
think loudly, “No!” Again? Whisper, “No!” Again, say it. Louder.
Yell it. Louder. And so on.
But this is what I did when I wanted to die. Every one of these things.
At least one item a day. And here I am. I am still alive.
WHAT IF I’M IN A CRISIS?
Before we hit the stories in the rest of this book, we have to handle the
situation when we’re actually on the floor and it seems like there is no
way up. We can’t do the full daily practice, no less our “one thing per
day,” if we can’t even get off the floor.
I’ve been in that situation. And I’m not talking metaphorically, I’m
talking about my actual teeth being in such bad shape they were about to
fall out. But I’m also talking about when life hits a little too hard, a little
too fast (okay, now I’m talking metaphorically).
Sometimes it’s enough to just climb out of bed. To be grateful for the
abundance already in our lives. And abundance is a tricky thing. Right
now, look around, and list the areas where you are abundant. If you are
in the middle of a rainstorm, there is an abundance of water. Think of
the bounty that can be grown with that water. If you are in a traffic jam,
there is an abundance of cars. Think of the human achievement those
cars represent in our short history on this planet. Turn despair on its
head.
With each obstacle, turn it into a moment where you can reflect on the
bounty that is in your life.
“So…I’m slowly starving to death, I have –$90 in the bank account, rent
is due in 8 days, and I have no chance of paying it. I started two media
businesses that failed miserably and no one wants to hire me. What
should I do?”
My response:
“That sucks. And I mean it. I’ve been there. And not so long ago. It
fucking sucks. Sorry for the language. You didn’t use bad language in
your e-mail so I apologize.
If I tell you what worked for me, would you try to do it? Even if it won’t
work (you’re not going to pay your rent in 8 days. That ship has
probably sailed but who knows.).
It’s all going to sound corny. Because you are in a fight-or-flight mental
state. And if something says, “Slow down,” your body and mind will
want to reject it.
A) Can you call some people today and tell them you are grateful for
them. Because this is the abundance in your life. You’re old enough that
no matter what has happened in the past, there are people you are
grateful for. Please call them. Family, friends, ex-clients, ex-lovers.
Whoever. And tell them why you are grateful for them. What you
learned from them. Why you love them.
B) You are very lucky. You have time on your hands. Can you try to
spend one afternoon volunteering? You’re probably spending a god-
awful amount of time thinking about yourself. Just one afternoon,
volunteer someplace else. Please. This is abundance also. You have two
hands and two legs and a brain. People with less need your help.
C) See a doctor. I know you aren’t sick. But you probably aren’t
sleeping. You need to sleep. Ten hours a day. Maybe nine. But no less
than nine. There are so many benefits to sleep. Google it and see. It’s
amazing how I don’t have to list the benefits anymore. They are
somewhere on that THING, Google. Doctors help you sleep. There are
various pills that work. Don’t get addicted to them. Just use them until
the crisis is over. Anyway, I’m not a doctor. The doctor will tell you
that. Ask for Klonopin and see what they say. Don’t forget: YOU ARE
NOT DEPRESSED. It’s perfectly reasonable to be upset in your
situation. But you are anxious. So an anti-anxiety pill will help you
sleep.
I would say get rid of the worries, but that’s really hard. I can say,
whenever you worry, replace it with thoughts of abundance. Sometimes
this works. But it’s really hard to do and most people find it corny.
Please do the things on my list, though. They are all equally important.
You might not see it now but if you do this list, things will be better.
Please write me back in eight days and tell me what happened. But make
sure you do the things on my list.”
Eight days later he wrote back, “Thanks! Guess what? I paid the rent.
I’m still alive.”
That’s it. I didn’t ask for details. Sometimes emergency procedures are
required. But then you have to get back to living. You have to get back
to the basics of how to survive. Let’s see some examples.
CHOOSE YOURSELF TO LIVE
Kamal Ravikant went missing. We had been corresponding for more
than a year, ever since I started my blog. I’m very grateful for the great
friends I have met through my blog. It has been a totally unexpected but
much appreciated benefit of writing.
After hundreds of e-mails back and forth during the prior year, I was
finally visiting San Francisco and was getting all set to meet Kamal. But
he didn’t show up for our planned breakfast. His brother, Naval, called
him a few times. “He’s at home,” Naval said, “but he’s not picking up.
His illness must be overwhelming him today.” Naval had a GPS
specifically attached to where Kamal was.
Kamal was very sick and getting worse. This had been going on for
months. Some days he couldn’t move or wake up. Other days he had
enough energy to go outside but only for minutes and then he had to go
back inside. Kamal’s sickness was chronic. The doctors couldn’t help
him; he was infinitely tired, feverish, in pain, and it was getting worse.
I knew from our correspondence that Kamal had been going through a
hard time before he got sick. His company, which had once been doing
well enough to raise a significant amount of money, was faltering,
perhaps failing. He had recently broken off a relationship. A close friend
had died.
When those goals break, the external pain immediately gets reflected
into our internal bodies. Our emotions break. We feel sad, disappointed,
and in pain. We cling to the past happiness, or our hoped-for goals,
which now have to change. It can feel like your arm is being torn off
your body.
But Kamal was trying to hold it all together to be fair to everyone within
his company—the employees, the investors, and the customers. He was
clinging to the past, depending on the future. Clinging to everything and
everyone except for his own happiness in the present.
His emotional body couldn’t handle it anymore. His emotional arms and
legs were torn off. And then his physical body broke. He completely
broke down. I noticed he had dropped out of touch a few months earlier
and I hadn’t seen his comments on the blog in a while. “What’s going
on?” I wrote him. “I’m sick,” was his reply. He dropped out.
For several months he was out of action. Then he started writing again
and telling me what was going on in his life. He started commenting on
the blog again and interacting with the great community developing
there. He was alive again. We finally ended up meeting.
“I’ll tell you the secret,” he said, “I thought I was going to die. I was just
lying in bed and couldn’t move, I had a high fever, and was in too much
pain. I really thought I was going to die. Finally, I just started saying
over and over again, ‘I love myself.’”
In the book Kamal describes his transition from sickness into health and
the other magical things that happened to him. He also gives a series of
techniques and practices so you can try this for yourself. And finally he
answers the dreaded question, what happens if you don’t love yourself?
Can you still get this magic into your life?
“Think about it,” he said to me months later when we met in New York.
“When someone is in love, they almost magically look better. I needed
to be in love with myself to feel better. So much of what had happened
had weighed on me until I collapsed. Now I needed to love myself. It
became a mantra for me.”
As someone explained to me the other day, the word mantra has two
parts (in Sanskrit): “man”—thoughtfulness with zeal, and “tra”—to
protect. So by saying “I love myself” over and over, Kamal was
protecting the thought, nourishing it, and the love was nourishing the
rest of his body, his emotions, his mind, and his spirit.
How did he publish his book? He didn’t need a publisher to choose him.
He didn’t need an editor to say, “It has to be 200 pages.” He didn’t need
a marketing expert to put it in a few bookstores, where it would waste
away. The same way he chose himself to LIVE (by forming his own
personal Daily Practice) he chose himself to write and, to this day,
continues a pattern of choosing himself for success. His book went on to
become a bestseller. And he did it all himself. Just like Tucker Max did.
Just like I do, and did with this book. Here’s how you can do it:
HOW DO I SELF-PUBLISH?
There are lots of variations on the path to self-publishing; this is the one
Kamal and I have both used.
WRITE THE BOOK. Kamal wrote his in a few weeks and made it forty
pages (nobody had to give him permission to make it a smaller book).
For my last two, I took some blog posts, rewrote parts of them, added
original material, new chapters, and created an overall arc related to
what the books were about to give them a trajectory, or a direction. It
doesn’t matter where you get your ideas or how you write them, just do
it. That said, you probably already have the basic material.
KINDLE. All of the above (from CreateSpace) was free. Kamal had a
friend design his cover as a favor. If I didn’t hire Alex to make the
cover, I could’ve used one of the million possible CreateSpace covers (I
did that for my first book) and the entire publishing in paperback would
be free. But with Kindle, CreateSpace charges $70 and they take care of
everything until it’s uploaded to the Kindle store. Now your book is
available in paperback and Kindle editions.
If you have a story to tell or a service to offer (it doesn’t matter what),
love yourself enough to choose yourself. Take control of your work,
your life, your art. The tools are out there. Now you just need to use the
tools inside yourself.
I’ll let a quote from Kamal’s excellent book close this chapter:
And even more importantly, it will shift the wiring of the memory.
Do it again and again. Love. Re-wire. Love. Re-wire. It’s your
mind. You can do whatever you want.[…] The results are worth it.
I wish that for you.
FINDING YOUR PURPOSE IN LIFE
When I was twelve years old I had one purpose in life—other than
getting the girl in art group at summer camp to like me. I wanted to be a
colonel. And not just any colonel; I wanted to be an honorary colonel in
the Kentucky State Militia. Just like my hero, Colonel Sanders. I had to
start off slow—Kentucky was the glamour state to be a colonel of. First
I started off with Mississippi. I called the governor, Cliff Finch, and
interviewed him, because for some reason that I still can’t figure out, he
was running in the primaries for president against another former
Southern governor and incumbent president, Jimmy Carter.
Then I wrote to the governor of Alabama and I told him my family was
moving to Alabama, I had read everything about Alabama and I loved
the state and now I wanted to be a colonel there. The governor sent back
a huge certificate: James Altucher was now a lieutenant colonel in the
Alabama State Militia. In Texas, I became an honorary citizen. In North
Carolina, I became an “honorary tarheel.” But with Kentucky, I couldn’t
crack the code. They knew how valuable their colonelship was. They
needed references, background checks, etc. I was twelve years old and
decided for the first of many times to quit while I was ahead. Still, if
anyone wants to call me “Colonel“ (Mississippi), I’m totally fine with
that.
I don’t like the word purpose. It implies that somewhere in the future I
will find something that will make me happy, and that until then, I will
be unhappy. People fool themselves into thinking that the currency of
unhappiness will buy them happiness. That we have to “pay our dues,”
go on some sort of ride, and then get dropped off at a big location called
our “purpose,” where now we can be happy.
You can find the tools to be happy right now. I still don’t know what my
purpose is. I’m afraid I will never know. That makes me very happy.
Maybe I can have lots of adventures between today and the day I die.
Maybe I can do lots of different things. And if I don’t—if I die even
tomorrow—that’s fine also. What does purpose mean when we are
dead? We might as well choose to be happy now.
Other people have found success after changing careers many times:
Rodney Dangerfield didn’t succeed in comedy until his forties. One of
the funniest guys ever, he was an aluminum siding salesman. And then
he had to start his own comedy club, Dangerfield’s, in order to actually
perform as a comedian. He chose himself to succeed! But not until his
forties.
Ray Kroc was a milkshake salesman into his fifties. Then he stumbled
onto a clean restaurant that served a good hamburger run by two
brothers with the last name McDonald. He bought McDonald’s when he
was fifty-two.
Henry Miller wrote his first big novel, Tropic of Cancer, at age forty.
Raymond Chandler, the most successful noir novelist of all time, wrote
his first novel at age fifty-two. But he was young compared to Frank
McCourt, who won the Pulitzer for his first novel, Angela’s Ashes,
written when he was sixty-six. And, of course, Julia Child was a young
fifty when she wrote her first cookbook.
One of my favorite writers of all time, Stan Lee, created the entire
universe for which he is known—the Marvel Universe—when he was
forty-four, inventing Spiderman, the Fantastic Four, the Avengers, and
others along the way.
If you don’t like to kill people but still need a weapon to immobilize
them, consider the Taser, invented by Jack Cover when he was fifty. He
didn’t sell a single one until he was sixty.
If you like restaurant reviews you might have read Zagat, started by Tim
Zagat, who quit his job as a lawyer in order to create the book of
reviews when he was fifty-one.
Peter Roget was a mediocre doctor who was finally forced to retire in
his early seventies. Then he became obsessed with words that have
similar meanings. Was his “purpose“ as a medical practitioner or as a
guy who could play with words? Do you know him as a doctor or as the
author of Roget’s Thesaurus, which he wrote when he was seventy-
three?
When I was in college, I ate ramen noodles every day for year. One time
in a grocery store a woman tried to tell me they were the worst thing I
could eat. Really? Like worse than eating a brick, for instance? That was
when I was nineteen. I’m now forty-five. It doesn’t seem to have hurt
me that much to have eaten ramen noodles for an entire year. It was the
only thing I could afford. If something costs 25 cents and has a few
slivers of peas in it, then it’s okay by me. Meanwhile, the inventor of
ramen noodles didn’t invent them until he was forty-eight years old.
Thank god for him!
Charles Darwin was a little bit “off“ by most standards. He liked to just
collect plants and butterflies on remote islands in the Pacific. Then he
wrote Origin of Species when he was fifty.
To top it all off, there’s Henry Ford. He was a failure with his first car,
the Model T, which he invented when he was forty-five. He didn’t yet
have the productivity efficiencies of the assembly line. He developed
those when he was sixty.
This is not meant to be inspirational. You might never have that “great“
thing you do. I’m not even saying it’s the journey that one should love,
because some journeys are very painful. And nobody says you get
special marks in death if you wrote a great novel at the age of fifty. Or
came up with a great chicken, or a way to stuff lots of people into
factories. I’ve stumbled and fallen and gotten up and survived enough
that I’m sick of goals and purposes and journeys. I want to cut out the
middleman. The journey. The desperation and despair that focusing on
“purpose“ entails.
Forget purpose. It’s okay to be happy without one. The quest for a single
purpose has ruined many lives.
Meanwhile, Harlan Sanders made such a great chicken that, even though
he’d barely made a dime off of it (that happened fifteen years later), at
the tender age of forty-five, the governor of Kentucky made Sanders an
honorary colonel.
I’m sorry if you feel that way. I’ve felt that way many times. Sometimes
you wish you could start fresh, with no responsibilities, an empty canvas
you can now paint or repaint your life against. I’ve been feeling this
way, on and off, for at least twenty years. As I mentioned before, the
third most popular search phrase that takes people to jamesaltucher.com
is “I am stuck.” When we feel stuck, we want a massive change, we
want the entire world to reverse its rotation and drop us off at an entirely
new place. I tried that more than once.
I had a job and wasn’t really homeless. I had a place to live. But my
girlfriend at the time hated me and I needed a change. Plus the homeless
shelter was right next to my place of work. I could’ve lived at the shelter
and it would have been about a twenty-second walk to work. How great
can life be? I ask again: how great can life really be?
But you can’t change life from the outside. We all know this now. In the
Choose Yourself era, it is only possible to give up the normal
contraptions of externalized identity and live a life more free than you
can imagine if you start from the inside out. Maybe you can’t live “off
the grid” (unless you like a place like Montana. Good luck with that) but
you can live a life of unexpected surprise. Where every day is an
adventure. And every time you look in the mirror, a new person is there.
When I was a kid, I bought the book How to Disappear Completely and
Never Be Found. I don’t know if any of the techniques still work but
here was the author’s plan:
Look at old newspapers from around the day you were born to find the
names of babies that died that day. Ask members of your state
government for their birth certificates. This isn’t unusual. Many people
lose their birth certificates. Use the birth certificate to get a Social
Security card (say you’ve been a permanent student up until now). Use
the two forms of ID to get a bank account, credit cards, and driver’s
license.
Change your hair color. Lose weight. Put a tack in your shoe so you start
to walk differently. Start siphoning money out of your bank account
until it is all in cash. Find a crowded city where you can rent an
apartment cheap, and disappear in the crowd. Plan on building an
employment history by starting with temp or construction jobs.
Then disappear. Just walk out of your house and never go back. You’ve
just committed pseudocide.
The word pseudocide fascinates me. It’s like a “little death,” a phrase
often used to describe an orgasm.
The book had anecdotal stories of people who had disappeared (how the
author kept finding these people was never explained). People running
from marriages, lawsuits, the IRS, or maybe just every now and then
someone who needed an eraser, some Wite-Out to rub over emotions,
fears, and anxieties. A clean slate that would bring a temporary nirvana
where some, if not all, of the mental and emotional baggage can be
discarded with your old life. Wrapped up in a garbage bag and left
behind a bowling alley.
Think of the mass appeal that a TV show like Mad Men has. It’s not for
the allure of 1960s advertising culture. It’s for the fresh start the main
character, Don Draper, has given himself. Don Draper, of course, lives a
secret identity. And one of the best episodes to ever appear in television
history was the episode “The Jet Set,” where he lived a secret identity
within a secret identity—when he just simply disappeared while
standing in the lobby of a hotel in California and went off with a bunch
of wealthy vagabonds, each with infinitely long back stories that we
would never know and never hear of again. By the time Draper emerged
from this new identity, he found himself wealthy, divorced, and dealing
with the questions we all grapple with: who are we, really?
I have baggage. I have people I care for. Other people I’d rather avoid. I
have things I hope for. I have goals and ambitions. I have grudges. No
matter how much of a minimalist style you want to have, you are still
stuck with all these things in your head, for better or for worse.
What if you could just wake up in a new place and all the baggage was
gone? What if you decided, “You know what, these goals aren’t worth
it. Too many people die while climbing the perilous mountain of their
goals.” When you are young, you think you can climb that mountain.
But when you start to get a little older you realize, “Damn, if I fall now
that’s a long way down.”
Assuming you have the basics down, the freedom described above, is it
possible to get the freedom that disappearing implies?
The answer is yes. In fact in the Choose Yourself era, you will have no
choice.
You might not be able to live “off the grid”—we are beyond issues of
privacy—because your every move is constantly tracked. But who
cares? Do you think the government really cares about you?
The key is to make money off the grid, to make money outside the
imprisonment of corporate America and out of the reach of the powers
that choose or reject us. To be able to work from any location. As we
move toward the employee-less society, where ideas become currency
and innovation gets rewarded more than manual or managerial services,
you will have the opportunity to live a life you want to.
In I Was Blind but Now I See, I wrote about how people no longer
needed a home or an education. How both are leashes that society has
created to hold you down and prevent you from growth.
But let’s take it one step further. Do you need to even rent? Do you need
to stay in one place? Maybe if you have kids and the kids are going to a
public school (though I’d recommend unschooling, but that’s an entire
other book [1]) then you might be tied to one place.
You can move from place to place using services like AirBnb, which
find very nice, furnished places for you almost any place in the world
for relatively cheap prices. You can use services like Zipcar to find the
closest car, with key in the ignition for you, to take on your extended
trips.
When I travel using AirBnb and Zipcar, I bring almost no luggage with
me. I don’t need a computer or a tablet because phone sizes now are
almost as big as mini-tablets. And anytime I need a computer, there’s
usually a convenient FedEx Kinkos around from which I can use to
write articles. All of the books I would want to read are on my “phablet”
(my phone/tablet, which is the Galaxy Note II). Almost any work-
related tools I need are stored within apps on my phone. The only thing I
can’t do with the phone is write, but that’s where FedEx Kinkos comes
in.
Get rid of it. You ultimately don’t need it. You ultimately will be pushed
out of it. We’ve already talked about it. We’re already living it. Cubicles
have become commodities. Whoever sits in a cubicle becomes
replaceable. I’ve seen it with my own eyes.
You might say, “But I can’t get another job just like that. I can’t quit my
job.”
I’ll give you one example. A friend of mine created a database of all
houses in the United States that are “rent to own.” In other words, they
are for sale, but the owner is willing to rent the houses until the rent paid
in equals the price he would’ve gotten for the house.
Last month when I called him, he had made $300,000 from his database.
I tried to call him the month before that, but I couldn’t reach him. He
was on vacation in Greece. For the entire month.
I’m not suggesting people utilize this idea. By the time you read this
book this idea might no longer exist. But there are other ideas. Other
things you can sell. Before the rent-to-own idea, my friend was selling
subscriptions to an online discount club, which searched the web every
day for interesting discounts.
One person was disgusted when I told him about all of this. He said to
me, “If everyone thought that way, then the few people who remained
property owners would completely exploit everyone else.”
The good news is that there are 250 million people in this country.
Maybe more. I forget. And only a few of those people will read this
book. Even if the book is a bestseller. And only a few of those people
will follow this specific advice. It’s not easy. Particularly if you have
families, jobs, etc.
These are just seeds to be planted. Most people will not follow this
particular advice. But I hope everyone follows the advice of the Daily
Practice, where you internally get healthy enough to make the decisions
about what is right for your life instead of relying on century-old
customs and antiquated ideas about “property rights,” “education,”
“jobs,” “politics,” and so on that have kept people enslaved with ancient
philosophical shackles.
And ultimately, a happy you will be the greatest contribution you can
make toward a happy society.
[1] Start with my book 40 Alternatives to College, which could just as easily apply to high
school.
JUST DO IT
I called up a plumber. Let’s call him Mike X. Like Malcolm X but with
a “Mike.” “Is it really that great to be a plumber?” He was silent for a
second and then a sort of gruff voice, “Excuse me?” he said.
“Sorry,” I said, “I didn’t mean to just blurt out a question. I’m writing an
article. People keep saying, plumbers make a ton of money and make
their own hours, etc. Is it really that great? I want to find out.”
“Heheh. You tell that to a plumber who gets a call at 3 in the morning
from some lawyer because the toilet in his guest room doesn’t work and
now has to get up and clean someone’s pipes because they can’t take a
shit without their shower filling up with shit water.”
“Only so much can fit through pipes. And some things are not meant to
go in pipes. People think they can do it themselves but there’s only so
much Drano you can use if seventy condoms are clogging the pipes.”
“So I have to go down there and get out the stuff that never should’ve
been there in the first place but has built up over years. And then when it
forms a wall in the pipes, you also have to clear out everything that’s
backed out behind it. If it backs up enough then it’s going to end up
breaking the pipes and getting in other parts of the house, where it never
should be. Or it drips onto your downstairs neighbor’s living room
carpet or whatever.
“So I gotta crawl in there and clean out condoms, lots of condoms,
blood, hair, tampons, and then shit. Lots of shit. I’ve had my hand on so
much shit it’s as if I’ve wiped a thousand different asses other than my
own.”
“But is the money worth it? Are you your own man?”
Mike paused.
“I guess you can say that. I get to take off sometimes in the middle of
the day. I went to watch my kid’s Little League practice the other day.”
I’m sick of people saying entrepreneurs have it tough. And, by the way,
that includes me. I’ve written it plenty of times. I’m sick of me doing it.
Here’s what I never wanted to do in my life:
Be a plumber
I LIKE TO:
One time I put up a map on our wall and pinned all the places my first
company had “offices” and clients. I was walking a prospective acquirer
through the room and pointed out the map. He stood there for a while,
looking at it. He was sixty-five years old and had been running his own
business for almost forty years. He said, “I find that there’s usually
enough business right here to make me rich.” We were standing in the
center of New York City, the richest city in the world! Why the hell did
I ever have to go to Paris, where it’s almost impossible to set up a
business, to find clients? He called bullshit on me and he was right. And
then he bought my company. Thank god!
HELP PEOPLE. Here are the people who it’s in your control to help
when you are an entrepreneur:
ii. Do it on time.
iv. Give them ideas for how their jobs can even be better.
Never forget sales rule #1: Your best future clients are your
current clients.
DEAL WITH CLIENTS I LIKE. It’s horrible to deal with clients you
hate. That’s like the plumber waking up at 3 a.m. to clean the shit from a
condom-flushing lawyer’s pipes. I’ve had to do that. I’ve had clients call
me up at three in the morning asking me for job advice. I’ve had clients
call me up literally asking me “Do you like me?” I’ve had (I’m counting
them in my head now) at least seven clients call me up asking me for
bribes if I wanted more business. Did I pay? Of course I paid! I had
employees to feed.
Yeah, it’s hard. It’s stressful. Your employees will have sex with each
other and then cry. People will talk about you behind your back. You’ll
miss payroll. Your customers will drop you. Your investors will hate
you every now and then. The key is to always have the base foundation
built; your physical, emotional, mental, and spiritual bodies need to be
healthy and flowing with each other. This will provide the foundation
from which your ideas will get generated, solutions and opportunities
will appear almost magically in the face of the problems that inevitably
arise for all entrepreneurs, and everyone around you will feel the
benefits.
Better, then, to be the one hiring than the one trying to be hired. When
you are trying to get hired, you put on the mask that says, “I’m the guy
who you will like to sit next to flying across country.” I don’t like
putting on masks. Nor do I like the people around me to put on masks.
It’s very hard to see through all the costumes. People don’t even know
they are wearing them; they go through so much of their lives
pretending to be someone else, someone who is liked, instead of being
who they really are.
COME UP WITH IDEAS. When you work at one job, you come up
with ideas for that one job. That’s fine. Nothing wrong with that. I’m not
criticizing working for a big company (although I will. Stay tuned.). But
when you have your own company, it never stops.
If you have a service company, you come up with more services. For
instance, if you are helping companies post to Facebook, how about you
also help companies build an e-mail list out of their millions of
Facebook fans?
No matter what, every day you are coming up with ideas to transform
your business. When I was running Stockpickr .com, I wanted to create
a fund that would invest in the top ideas from the top investors. When I
was running a web services company, we almost went into the rap label
business, the movie business, the tea business (!), the data business in
about ten different areas. In retrospect, some of our ideas were great and
we had the software to do them. I wish I had the business sense back
then to really pursue some of the ideas. But I didn’t. If an idea didn’t
bring in money every month, then it was out. I never raised a dime for
that business.
For my next business, I raised $30 million out of the gate, and
eventually pulled together $100 million. What happened? Well, it was a
bad idea.
I hate to beg. I hate to look at someone and think to myself, “If only they
say ‘yes’ my entire life will be better.” I hate to be nice to someone just
so they like me and say yes to me and whatever I’m offering. I bet there
are some prostitutes out there who like their job. I don’t know. But I’m
not one of them. I hate having sex with people I don’t love. And that’s
what happens when one decision maker has control over your financial
future at any moment in time.
In every business I’ve been involved in, I’ve gone out of my way to
meet my competitors over breakfasts. I always learn so much: how they
build up (their “secret origin” story that every superhero and every
entrepreneur has), how they get past certain hurdles, how they handle
difficult clients, what clients they can throw me (!), do they want to get
bought, how much do they think they are worth, how do they get
customers, and on and on. Even now I’m not in any one business, but I
like to meet successful bloggers, authors, and angel investors. I learn
from all of them and build good friends. This is how you build your
“tribe.” Your tribe, in part, is defined by you (you seek them out) but
also defines you (you’re in the tribe of entrepreneurs or you are in the
tribe of cubicle people).
Anyway, that business died fast. And I didn’t show up for the talk on the
day of the conference. They had to find a quick replacement. Sorry, Jeff
Pulver. He never invited me to speak at a conference again.
ONE LAST THING. I’ve discussed the reasons why this major
paradigm shift is occurring. It’s not that the system is out to get you. Or
the system is imploding. This is not a conspiracy theory about the
government or capitalism or the “1 percent.” This is actually a great
opportunity for people who can now navigate the rough surf that history
is throwing up on our shores.
Regardless, you need to change for the changes that are coming. Some
of these reasons I’ve covered in the preceding chapters, but I will go
over all of them again so you don’t have an excuse for not remembering
them.
1) The middle class is dead. I laid out all the statistics and anecdotes
earlier. Again, I don’t say this as something to be scared of. And maybe
I’m saying it a little too harshly. But at the current rate of incomes, and
with the flight of capital out of the United States, you have to take this
into account when making major life decisions. It’s not like you can
choose for this to not happen. It’s not a choice. This is happening. In
fact, it’s already happened and we are all the Walking Dead.
Flush.
Leaving aside the question, should I take a job at all?, let’s talk about
money for a second. First, the science: studies show that an increase in
salary only offers marginal to zero increase in “happiness” above a
certain level. Why is that? Because of this basic fact: people spend what
they make. If your salary increases $5,000, you spend an extra $2,000
on features for your car, you have an affair, you buy a new computer, a
better couch, a bigger TV, and then you ask, where did all the money
go? Even though you needed none of the above, now you need one more
thing: another increase in your salary, so back to the corporate casino for
one more try at the salary roulette wheel. I have never once seen anyone
save the increase in his salary.
In other words, don’t stay at the job for safe salary increases over time.
That will never get you where you want—freedom from financial worry.
Only free time, imagination, creativity, and an ability to disappear will
help you deliver value that nobody ever delivered before in the history
of mankind.
By the way, this is not just an opinion. We can look at one simple
profession: the law.
Lawyers are ranked number one in average pay. They are also ranked as
the number-one profession for the percentage of people in that
profession who are clinically depressed.
Of course, money can solve a lot of your temporal problems, and your
worries in the material world. But it tends to magnify the big internal
ones as well, the bad qualities.
5) Count right now how many people can make a major decision
that can ruin your life. I discuss this in the chapter “And Then They
All Laughed.” I bring it up again so you can’t escape it: how many
people do you have to kiss ass to in order to achieve career goals? One?
Two? The point here is to not kiss ass at all. To know that there are at
least twenty people who independently can help you to achieve the
success you need.
You build up this list of twenty people the old-fashioned way—you help
them. The only way to create value for yourself is to create value for
others.
6) Is your job satisfying your needs? I will define “needs” the way I
always do, via the four legs of the Daily Practice. Are your physical
needs, your emotional needs, your mental needs, and your spiritual
needs being satisfied?
The only time I’ve had a job that did all that, I had to do very little work
and I had time on the side to either write, or start a business, or have fun,
or spend time with friends. The times when I haven’t is when I was
working too hard, dealing with people I didn’t like, getting my creativity
crushed over and over, and so on. When you are in those situations, you
need to plot out your exit strategy.
Your hands are not made to type out memos. Or put paper through fax
machines. Or hold a phone up while you talk to people you dislike. One
hundred years from now, your hands will rot like dust in your grave.
You have to make wonderful use of those hands now. Kiss your hands
so they can make magic.
One can argue, not everyone is entitled to have all of those needs
satisfied at a job. That’s true. But since we already know that the salary
of a job won’t make you happy, you can easily modify your lifestyle and
work to at least satisfy more of your needs. And the more these needs
are satisfied, the more you will create the conditions for true abundance
to come into your life.
Your life is a house. Abundance is the roof. But the foundation and the
plumbing need to be in there first or the roof will fall down and the
house will be unlivable. You create the foundation by following the
Daily Practice. I say this not because I am selling anything but because
it worked for me every time my roof caved in. My house has been
bombed, my home has been cold, and blistering winds have frostbitten
my nerve endings, but I managed to rebuild. This is how I did it.
7) Your retirement plan is for shit. I don’t care how much you set
aside for your 401(k). It’s over. The whole myth of savings is gone.
Inflation will carve out the bulk of your 401(k). And in order to cash in
on that retirement plan you have to live for a really long time doing stuff
you don’t like to do. And then suddenly you’re eighty and you’re living
a reduced lifestyle in a cave and can barely keep warm at night.
What is your other choice? To stay at a job where the boss is trying to
keep you down, will eventually replace you, will pay you only enough
for you to survive, will rotate between compliments and insults so you
stay like a fish caught on the bait as he reels you in. Is that your best
other choice? You and I have the same twenty-four hours each day. Is
that how you will spend yours?
8) Excuses. ”I’m too old.” “I’m not creative.” “I need the insurance.” “I
have to raise my kids.” I was at a party once. A stunningly beautiful
woman came up to me and said, “James, how are you!?”
I said, “Hey! I’m doing well.” But I had no idea who I was talking to.
Why would this woman be talking to me? I was too ugly. It took me a
few minutes of fake conversation to figure out who she was.
It turns out she was the frumpish-looking woman who had been fired six
months earlier from the job we were at. She had cried as she packed up
her cubicle when she was fired. She was out of shape, she looked about
thirty years older than she was, and her life was going to go from bad to
worse. Until…she realized that she was out of the zoo. In the George
Lucas movie THX-1138 (the name of the main character was “THX-
1138”), everyone’s choices are removed and they all live underground
because above ground is “radioactive.” Finally THX decides it’s better
to die above ground than to suffer forever underground where he wasn’t
allowed to love.
He wasn’t free.
He makes his way above ground, evading all the guards and police. And
when he gets there, it’s sunny, everyone above ground is beautiful, and
they are waiting for him with open arms and kisses. The excuse “But it’s
radioactive out there!” was just there to keep him down. [By the way,
I’ve mentioned this example to people before and they usually reply,
“Uh, that wasn’t in the movie.” Okay, you’re right. Read the book!]
“This is easy for you to say,” people say to me. “Some of us HAVE to
do this!” The now-beautiful woman had to do it also. “What are you
doing now?” I asked her. “Oh, you know,” she said. “Consulting.”
But some people say, “I can’t just go out there and consult. What does
that even mean?”
9) It’s okay to take baby steps. “I can’t just QUIT!” people say. “I
have bills to pay.” I get it. Nobody is saying quit today. Before a human
being runs a marathon they learn to crawl, then take baby steps, then
walk, then run. Then exercise every day and stay healthy. Then run a
marathon. Heck, what am I even talking about? I can’t run more than
two miles without collapsing in agony. I am a wimp.
Make the list right now. Every dream. I want to be a bestselling author. I
want to reduce my material needs. I want to have freedom from many of
the worries that I have succumbed to all my life. I want to be healthy. I
want to help all of the people around me or the people who come into
my life. I want everything I do to be a source of help to people. I want to
only be around people I love, people who love me. I want to have time
for myself.
THESE ARE NOT GOALS. These are themes. Every day, what do I
need to do to practice those themes? It starts the moment I wake up.
“Who can I help today?” I ask the darkness when I open my eyes. “Who
would you have me help today?” I’m a secret agent and I’m waiting for
my mission. Ready to receive. This is how you take baby steps. This is
how eventually you run toward freedom.
10) Abundance will never come from your job. Only stepping out of
the prison imposed on you from your factory will allow you to achieve
abundance. You can’t see it now. It’s hard to see the gardens when you
are locked in jail. Abundance only comes when you are moving along
your themes. When you are truly enhancing the lives of the people
around you.
This chapter is not a wake-up call. It’s not a fear-mongering, “get ready
to be poor” sort of chapter. It’s not even a rallying cry to the greatness
and plentitude of entrepreneurship. It’s reality.
LET’S GET SPECIFIC: WHAT SHOULD I DO?
You’re probably asking: well, if I quit my job, what should I do?
I’ve begun asking people who did it. What did they do? How do they
quit their jobs and, basically, make a million dollars? Not everyone is
Mark Zuckerberg or Larry Page. Not everyone is going to drop out of
college and create an iPhone or a time machine or a toilet that resizes
itself automatically depending on who is sitting on it (although that
would be pretty cool).
Some people would simply like to quit their current crappy jobs and
make a good living. Some people would simply like to quit their jobs
and make a million dollars. In that Facebook movie (you know, the
Justin Timberlake vehicle), JT says, “A million’s not cool. A BILLION
is cool.”
Well, actually JT, very often a million is pretty cool. Not everyone is
going to be a VC-funded $100 million hotshot. Sometimes it’s nice to
make a million dollars, be your own boss, and use that financial success
to catapult to freedom.
I knew Bryan had an interesting story about how he set up Braintree and
I knew it would be helpful for those people asking “what do I do next?”
Rule #1: Take out the middleman. Instead of going back to the
company he used to sell for, Bryan cut out the middleman and went
straight to a credit card processor, worked out his own reselling
agreement with them, and did all of this BEFORE leaving his job at
Sears.
Many people ask me, “I’m at a job, should I raise VC money yet?” NO,
of course not! First you have to hustle. VCs want to back someone who
shows a little Ooomph!
Rule #2: Pick a boring business. Everyone is always on the lookout for
“the next big thing.” The next big thing is finding rare earth minerals on
Mars. That’s HARD WORK. Don’t do it! Bryan picked a business that
every merchant in the world needs. He also knew that it was an
exploding business because of the e-commerce explosion. You don’t
have to come up with the new, new thing. Just do the old, old thing
slightly better than everyone else. And when you are nimble and smaller
than the behemoths that are frozen inside bureaucracy, often you can
offer better sales and better service. Customers will switch to you. If you
can offer higher touch service as well, they will come running to you.
Rule #3: Get a customer! This is probably the most important rule for
any entrepreneur. People want to find and take the “magical path”: get
VC money, quit their jobs, build a product, and then have millions of
customers. It NEVER works like that.
Rule #5: Blogging is not about money. Blogging is about trust. You
don’t sell ads on your blog (rarely), you don’t get the big book deal
(rarely), but you do build trust and this leads to opportunities. My own
blog has made me a total of zero cents but has created millions in
opportunities. In Bryan’s case it led to more inflow and his biggest early
opportunity.
Rule #6: Say YES! He started out just connecting merchants with a
credit card processor. Then OpenTable asked him to do software
development even though he’s never developed software before. He said
YES! He got software developers, built a great product, and at least
quadrupled his income. His decision to say YES! elevated his business
to a whole new level, not just in the services he offered customers but in
how they perceived him. Suddenly, word of mouth was spreading and
other online companies started using Braintree’s services: Airbnb, Uber,
etc. And the VCs started calling because all of their clients were saying
Braintree was providing all of their payment services. It’s not that easy
for startup online companies to get payment services.
Bryan told me, “When I first started, for each new customer we’d put
together an entire package for our credit card processor on why we
thought the customer could be trusted and would be a legitimate
merchant.” Which leads to…
Rule #7: Customer Service. You can treat each customer, new and old,
like a real human being. “We intuitively sort of knew what we didn’t
like in customer service everywhere else: automated calling trees, slow
response times, poor problem solving, etc. So we made sure there was as
little friction as possible between the customer contacting us and
actually getting their problem solved.” When you are a small business,
there’s no excuse for having poor customer service. Your best new
customers are your old customers, and the best way to touch your old
customers is to provide quick help when they need it. Customer services
is the most reliable touch point to keep selling your service to them.
“Ok,” I said, “I have to ask. At what point were you making over seven
figures?”
By Year 2, Bryan was making over a million dollars and the business
was doubling every year. They couldn’t hire fast enough.
In 2011, after four years in business, Braintree took in its first dime of
investment capital--$34 million in a Series A funding round. Two years
later, according to Crunchbase, they process over $8 billion in credit
card transactions annually.
Not bad for someone who quit his job and just wanted to figure out a
way to get his bills paid.
I get BS e-mails all the time. “Make a million dollars buying gold!”
“Make a million dollars in real estate!” “Here are the secrets to making a
million dollars, revealed this one time only!” Then I click on the link
and it’s all BS. Vague answers, some testimonials and then you have to
buy a package. It’s all BS.
How do you find clients? Go to the local businesses you use. Ask them
what they need and what you can do. Take on the first few clients for
free and then start charging a monthly fee. Put out a letter to them each
week about what new things you can be doing. Don’t forget: the best
new customers are current customers.
B) Introduce two people. Every company is for sale. Every company has
a price. And there are many entrepreneurs trying to buy businesses. Not
just entrepreneurs either, but businesses called “roll-ups,” whose entire
business is buying other businesses. These companies buy many mom-
and-pop operations in different regions, combine them together, fire all
of the back-office staff that are redundant, and now they are a national
business with greater margins that can go public or get acquired.
D) Write a book, part II. Actually, I lied. I just realized I have made $1
million writing a book. My very first book Trade Like a Hedge Fund.
The book itself didn’t make me that much—maybe $50,000, give or
take—but in 2004, I started getting speaking engagements with
companies like Fidelity, Schwab, Profunds. A few other institutions
would pay up to $20,000 per talk. I’ve probably given well over a
hundred talks based on that book over the past nine years. Plus I’ve
written articles for them and had other opportunities because of that
book. Remember: when you write a book, it’s not all about book sales.
Books give you credibility in your area of expertise or interest.
Credibility gets you:
an e-mail list you can sell other products to. I have never done
this but several of my friends (see Ramit Sethi’s book or John Mauldin’s
book) have done it very successfully
E) Financial Repair. I was just visiting a friend the other day who was
renting a $5 million mansion in South Beach, Miami. I asked him, “Who
owns this place?” He said, “Some guy who figured out a way to make
the points on your driver’s license go away.” The house had seven
bedrooms, eight bathrooms, a music studio, a boat docked right off the
back porch, and a closet bigger than the typical New York City
apartment, and came with a personal chef. She cooked us lunch.
Credit repair
If you’re like a lot of people who are doing this for the first time, all
these brainstorming ideas probably make your head swim a little bit and
leave you with a lot of questions. Since I started writing and giving
talks, I’ve heard them all:
I get it. I understand what you’re going through, believe me. This is very
hard. Those are very hard questions. And I have specific answers to each
of them. Unfortunately my answers don’t matter—and won’t matter—
until you start from the beginning and get back to basics.
The same thing is true of most people’s lives. I don’t say that in a
critical way. I just know it’s true. Every time I lost money, it was
because I had fooled myself into thinking I was in great shape, but there
was still a lot of crap swept under the bed. There’s no getting around it.
Cleaning your room, cleaning the house where your freedom lives—the
house you want to live in—takes time and effort. It requires you build
the proper foundation, by getting back to basics.
The way you get back to basics is by doing your Daily Practice and
focusing on the Four Bodies (do one from each, every day):
Last year, my friend from Miami (the one with the mansion) made
several million dollars in his business. A few years ago, he was broke,
living in his parents’ basement. He was overweight and unhealthy. He
was in a bad relationship. And his ideas were stale, left over from the
last time he made a million (which he of course then lost).
What changed?
Now he’s out of the bad relationship. He’s lost fifty pounds. He has a
personal chef who cooks only healthy meals for him. He hired someone
to help him with the marketing of his business, which helped him to
generate new, fresh ideas. And the arrogance that he was known for in
his circle seems to be greatly tempered.
The Mental Body: People have lots of ideas, but they are mostly bad
ones. The way you get good ideas is to do two things: 1) Read two hours
a day. 2) Write ten ideas a day. By the end of a year, you will have read
for almost one thousand hours and written down 3,600 ideas. One of
these ideas will be a home run. How will you know which one? Or two?
Or three? Well, because you are doing your Daily Practice and focusing
equally on the other three bodies, which are essential for health.
I thought this was funny. Spiritual people hate the word success, yet
they are more than willing to charge their “audience” an arm and a leg to
achieve it. FYI, I’m pretty sure that’s called “a scam.” Not that
“success”-oriented people are any better. They hate the word spiritual
just as much. It reminds them of New Age bullshit or their childhoods,
when they were forced into boring, religious instruction by parents who
needed the threat of eternal damnation in order to get their kids to clean
their rooms.
So let’s just move away from all that. Don’t worry about satisfying
anybody else’s preconceived notion of what spirituality is. Some people
say, “Oh! You have to meditate!” You have to sit in the lotus position!
Blah blah blah.
No, you don’t.
All you have to do is stay in the present. When you catch yourself upset
about the past or worried about the future, say to yourself, “Ah, I’m time
traveling,” then STOP. That’s what meditation is. That’s what being
“spiritual” means: not time traveling. Don’t believe anyone who says it
isn’t. And you can practice it all day. Still unsure?
Do this every day: wake up and think of five people you are grateful for
in your life right now. Not people who you were grateful for in the past.
And not people you hope to be grateful for in the future if they do what
you want them to do. Five people RIGHT NOW. That’s all you have to
do. Want to take it further? Surrender to the fact that you can’t control
ALL of the events in your life. Those people you hope to be grateful for
probably aren’t going to do exactly what you want them to. All you can
do is the preparation. The food will taste how it will. Finally, try to label
your thoughts: “future” or “past.” If you can do that, you stand a pretty
good chance of remaining in the present.
When you start to question and practice in these four areas—when you
get all four of these bodies healthy—the quality of your ideas will get
better, you will have more energy and time, and you will build the basic
foundation that will later turn into the house you want to live in.
The global financial crisis was the only recession in history during
which corporate cash actually went UP quarter over quarter every single
quarter. The result is that there is a massive amount of money out there.
Trillions of dollars. Meanwhile, millions of people went unemployed (or
underemployed) and into financial stress. Is that you? Are you one of
those millions in distress, in need of help, looking for your freedom?
This chapter about specific choices was written specifically for you.
I’m not trying to throw crap on the wall here. I’m not trying to sell you
anything. I’m not recommending any one of you try any one of the
specific brainstorm ideas I laid out above. What I am trying to do
though, is to get you to do something. Something that can increase your
chances of making $1 million. Something specific that can get you
healthy, and be the first concrete step on the path toward choosing
yourself.
IT DOESN’T COST A LOT TO MAKE $1 BILLION
Nobody chooses themselves to make $1 billion. You don’t wake up and
say, “I’m going to do whatever it takes to make a lot of money.” You
wake up and you say, “I have a big problem. And a lot of people have
the same problem. And nobody is going to solve this problem except for
me.”
Even better, can you say “A million people have this problem?”
It’s the external manifestation of if you better yourself, you better the
lives of the people around you.
Sara Blakely decided she had a problem. A big one. She wanted to look
better when she wore panty hose.
Specifically, she didn’t want the unsightly bulge that occurs at the end
of panty hose underneath the skirt. She solved the problem by creating a
seamless panty hose. You may have heard of it. It’s called Spanx,
Sounds easy? Sounds trivial? It is. Even she will admit it. And now
she’s worth $1 billion.
She was amazingly good at sales. Sara had to sell fax machines for
Danka as one of her first jobs. Within a few years, by the time she was
twenty-five, she was the national sales trainer. People shy away from the
word salesman. They think the process of selling is “dirty” in some way.
But the only way to get anywhere is to come up with ideas and then
have a strong ability to sell them. Sara had that ability.
She solved a huge problem for women. If you want to create $1 billion
in value, you need to find a problem that nobody has solved. Right now,
this second, there are about 1 million problems that, if you solved one,
someone else would say, “Holy shit! That’s so easy. Why didn’t I think
of that?” And yet, these problems, right now, remain unsolved.
Prepare. How did she do it? Sara had never done anything in fashion
before. So she spent every day at the library and the hosiery stores. She
had a full-time job but at night she researched every patent. She bought
every type of panty hose. She knew the entire industry. To succeed at
something:
What does this have to do with Sara Blakely and Spanx? She cold-called
the number-one place to sell her stuff—Neiman Marcus—and they
loved her product and took it right away.
AN ASIDE:
If you have an idea, don’t focus on the money. Don’t focus on how you
will make a living. Do this:
Sara didn’t quit her job until she was already well on her way to selling
her first million in orders. Most entrepreneurs write me before they have
a product even built. They have “an idea” and they want to quit their job
to pursue it so they need to raise money right now. Are you crazy?
Anyone who would give you money might as well get really good with
a plunger because they are going to need it after the money gets flushed
down the toilet.
Never ask permission, ask for forgiveness later. Sara didn’t like how
Spanx were being displayed at Neiman Marcus. So she bought samples
of her own product at Target and displayed them right next to the cash
register at Neiman Marcus. She knew innately that nobody would
question her. Nobody questions anything if you have confidence,
intelligence, and you are proud of your product. This is like the Stanley
Milgram experiment mentioned in the chapter “And Then They All
Laughed.” You just ASK for the subway seat and people give it to you.
Sara just did it. To hell with the ramifications. What else did she do?
She sent Spanx to Oprah Winfrey’s stylist. Who was more perfect to
wear Spanx than Oprah Winfrey?
I first heard about Spanx when Sara Blakely was on the Donnie Deutsch
show. But millions heard about it through Oprah, an opportunity that
Sara created for herself. She also spent a season on Richard Branson’s
reality show, defying every fear she ever had. She promoted herself
down every avenue. That’s what you have to do to succeed. You can’t
have any shame. I have a lot of shame in promoting myself, which I
have to get over. She had no shame. Not to over-repeat a catchphrase,
but Sara didn’t wait for anyone to choose her. She chose herself in every
way.
Looks. I’m not saying good looks or bad looks. But YOU are the best
promoter of your product. So if your product is something in the fashion
industry, you should make sure you are the best model for it. A good
friend of mine is about to launch a skin cream for Latina women. The
cream smooths out wrinkles and also smooths out the different shades of
color on the face that many Latinas have. She’s about forty years old. I
can tell you this: she doesn’t have a single wrinkle and her skin glows.
She will be the best model for her product.
It’s not about the money. Sara had to tell her fiancé a few weeks
before their wedding that Spanx wasn’t just selling a few million
dollars’ worth a year but hundreds of millions of dollars’ worth a year.
That’s a big difference, right? And it was only a few weeks before their
wedding.
As he put it in a later interview: “She said to me, ‘I’m not sure you
really know how successful Spanx is—[and] I am.’” After she told him,
her fiancé started crying. “I was just so happy for her.” He had already
sold a successful, private-plane rentals company to Berkshire Hathaway
and wasn’t doing badly himself. But it shows how little money played a
role in how she defined herself.
In an interview with Forbes she said, “I feel like money makes you
more of who you already are. If you’re an asshole, you become a bigger
asshole. If you’re nice, you become nicer. Money is fun to make, fun to
spend, and fun to give away.”
In the past fifteen years, the only time I didn’t look at my bank account
every day was when I was doing something I was passionate about. Sara
was clearly passionate about Spanx. The money quickly became an
afterthought.
This doesn’t mean you shouldn’t think about money. But it does mean if
YOU ARE thinking too much about money while building your
business, then either you are not very passionate about the business or
you aren’t helping people with your business. Those two thoughts alone
will crowd out the thoughts of your own personal bank account.
The answer is no. Not that I think I’m so great. Or that my time is so
valuable. But his message sort of suggests that my time is worth zero.
He is offering me nothing, even less than nothing since there’s
opportunity cost to twenty to thirty minutes of time. I could be watching
half an episode of Mad Men, for instance. Or researching how to code
Wifi into protein (not giving up on that one yet).
There are some variants on this horrible technique. Like, “I have a great
idea that I’ll give you equity in if you give me twenty to thirty minutes
of your time.” I don’t know if his equity is worth anything yet, so it’s
the same problem as above.
When you’re negotiating you have to say no a lot. When you are selling,
you are always trying to find the “yes.”
In fact, not only will “bad negotiation” often result in great sales (and
frankly I’d rather be in the bed than walking door to door) but, if you are
a master salesman, it will also lead to the best result.
Some examples of my “bad negotiation” style that have worked out for
me:
A) I sold my first business for less than other Internet businesses were
going for at the same time. It was 1998, the Internet was about to go
bust, but first all the stocks went up. Maybe I sold too early. It certainly
seemed that way for a while. But better to sell early than go broke. Some
people say, “why not go for the long run—build a business that lasts
forever. Very few businesses last forever. There’s a reason it’s called
“fifteen minutes of fame.” That doesn’t apply to just people. It applies to
almost everything.
C) I sold Claudia’s car for $1,000 less than she wanted to sell it for. But
now the car is gone. We don’t have to worry about it. That was worth
$1,000 to me. And we stopped paying $600 a month to park it in
downtown New York City. That’s +$1,600 in my book.
D) I got my old company to do websites for New Line Cinema for
$1,000 a movie—which was one two-hundredth of what we got for
doing The Matrix site—even though some of the sites were the same
size as that site. Why did I do that? The best designers wanted us to hire
them to work on those movies. Meanwhile, they stayed late on Saturday
nights to work on Con Edison sites that paid a lot better. I didn’t
negotiate at all.
E) I’ve sold my books on Kindle for almost nothing. I’ve given away
books for free to people who showed up at my talks or signed up for my
newsletter. Does that sound stupid? Maybe. But it got my name out
there. I’ve now given out more than one hundred thousand copies of my
books, on top of the sales. This will have lifelong effects for me. I feel
them every day.
The key is, don’t be stupid. Only negotiate with people you really want
to sell to. Otherwise it boils down to just money. Creating value goes
right out the window. And only sell something you love to someone you
love. Always think, “What is the bigger picture here?” In many cases, in
the bigger picture, the negotiation is not as important as the “sale.” Who
cares if you got yourself a great price on a product that no one’s heard of
or cares about? Hence, the rise of models like “freemium.”
10. Love it. You can only make money doing what you love. If you
work a 9 to 5 job that you hate, then you’re on a leash that gives you just
enough lead to get by and stops just short of real freedom and happiness.
And money. If you love something, you’ll get the knowledge, you’ll get
the contacts, you’ll build the site with the features nobody else has,
you’ll scare the competition, and you’ll wow the customers.
I didn’t enjoy writing finance articles. I’d write a finance article for
some random finance site and then repost it on jamesaltucher.com. I had
zero traffic. Then I decided to write articles I enjoyed. To get back to my
true roots, where I loved writing and reading. I also wanted to really
explore all of my failures, my miseries, and my pain. In public. I love
being honest and intimate with people. I love building community. I
love e-mailing with readers. It was about a little over a year ago that I
decided to make the shift where I was just going to open the kimono at
jamesaltucher.com and say everything I wanted to say, and at the same
time indulge in my love of writing, art, creativity, and reading. More
than 4 million “customers” later, I’m enjoying more than ever doing
what I love.
[2] Victor Neiderhoffer is a famous hedge fund manager who used to work with George Soros.
In his day, he was so good, Soros sent his son to work with Neiderhoffer to learn how to trade.
STEPHEN KING!
All it took was a few weeks out of action to throw him completely off
his game even though he’s one of the best in the world at what he does.
The idea muscle is no different than the writing muscle. It’s no different
than your leg muscles, for that matter. If you don’t walk for two weeks,
the muscles will atrophy. And you will need physical therapy in order to
walk again.
The idea muscle must be exercised every day. Even if you’ve come up
with ideas every day of your life, it will atrophy if you give it a two-
week rest.
What are the benefits of having a functional idea muscle? You will
become an idea machine. No matter what situation you are in, what
problem you see in front of you, what problems your friends and
colleagues have, you will have nonstop solutions for them. And when
your idea muscle is at its peak performance, your ideas will actually be
good, which again means you will be able to create the life you want to
lead.
To become an idea machine takes about six to twelve months of daily
practice with the idea muscle. Below I discuss how to develop that
practice. And again, this goes side by side with the other three “bodies.”
You can’t develop the idea muscle if you’re suffering through a bad
relationship, or an illness, or you lose your sense of gratitude and
wonder toward the world around you.
In the mid-’90s, I had an idea that lasted about the amount of time it
takes to drink two beers. I say this because I had the idea at a bar and it
was quickly squashed by the two friends I was with.
I wanted to create a reality cable channel. All reality TV all the time.
Reality TV was just beginning. MTV’s The Real World and HBO’s
Taxicab Confessions were the only two real successful examples at that
point. The day before, I had gone to a seminar at the Museum of
Television and Radio about The Real World. All of the houseguests
from my favorite season (but not Puck, or Pedro, who was dead) were
there answering questions. I felt reality TV was a cheap way to produce
TV and that people would get obsessed by it, particularly if sex was
involved.
The other guy said, “You’re not a big TV company. How will you get
the cable companies to go for the idea?”
So I never thought about it again. I put up a fence around the idea and
decided I would never be able to leap over that fence to execute on the
idea. Now EVERY television channel is basically all reality all the time,
or at least 50 percent of the time.
My real problem was I didn’t have confidence. And I didn’t know what
the next step was. In retrospect, I should’ve written down my idea,
written down ten ideas for possible shows to launch with, and started
pitching TV companies to get someone to partner with me on it. That
would’ve been simple and not taken too much time before there was
some payoff.
Note: what might be too big for you (thinking of the next step) might not
be too big for someone else. They might easily know, and not be afraid
of, what the next step is.
Two examples. Someone asked me, “How do you know when an idea is
too big?” I answered that an idea is too big if you can’t think of the next
step. I then added that if I wanted to start an airline with more
comfortable seats and Internet access and better food and cheaper prices,
I might have a hard time because even if it were a good idea I wouldn’t
know what to do next.
When Virgin Records was making him a tidy profit of about $15 million
a year, he decided there should be a more comfortable transatlantic
airline. What the hell did he know about making an airline? Nothing.
Not only that, airlines are a difficult business. Three of the best investors
in history, Howard Hughes, Carl Icahn, and Warren Buffett, have
crashed and burned buying airlines. Warren Buffett once said something
like “The best way to make a million dollars is to start with a billion and
buy an airline. “
And yet Branson came up with the idea and that very day he called up
Boeing to find out what it would cost to lease an airplane. He made a
great deal with them that if it didn’t work out he could return the
airplane. If it did work out, he’d be a great customer for them. I’m
assuming he made a similar call to Airbus and took the best deal. He
then probably found out what it cost to lease space in the various
airports he would need to use. They were probably happy with more
business. And then, I’m guessing, he hired some pilots, some ground
crew, and put an ad in the paper advertising his new air routes and he
was in business.
Note the important thing: the day he came up with the idea, he also
called Boeing and got a plane from them. Not only did he identify the
next step, but he took it. For me, I would’ve convinced myself that the
“next step” in starting an airline was probably too big for me. And then
it definitely would’ve been too big for me. This is not quite the same as
“the secret”—the idea that our thoughts can create our reality—but it’s
close. Our thoughts can make our ideal reality possible. If you think you
can do something, if you have confidence, if you have creativity
(developed by building up your idea muscle), the big ideas become
smaller and smaller. Until there is no idea too big. Nothing you can’t at
least attempt. As Henry Ford said, “Whether you think you can, or you
can’t—either way you are right.”
On a much smaller scale, I can state a few examples of my own but I’ll
stick with one. I had an idea to create a financial news site that didn’t
have any news but was just a site made up of various methods to come
up with investment ideas. In particular, by piggybacking on the
investment ideas of the greatest investors. I specced out the site on the
morning I had the idea, I put the spec on elance.com, several developers
contacted me with prices, and I hired one of them. Within a few weeks,
version 1.0 of the site was released, stockpickr.com. Seven months and
millions of unique users later, I sold the profitable company to
thestreet.com.
So the question is not, when is an idea too big? It’s how do I make all
ideas smaller and achievable? You do this by developing the idea
muscle:
Write down ten ideas. About anything. It doesn’t matter if they are
business ideas, book ideas, ideas for surprising your spouse in bed, ideas
for what you should do if you are arrested for shoplifting, ideas for how
to make a better tennis racquet, anything you want. The key is that it has
to be ten or more.
You want your brain to sweat, like I mentioned earlier in the book.
Want to really sweat, and learn from my early mistakes with reality TV?
Right now, list ten ideas that are “too big for me” and what the next
steps might be. For instance, one idea might be “launch solar panels into
outer space to more efficiently generate solar power.” Another idea
might be, “genetically engineer a microbe that sucks the salt out of
water.” I have no idea if that’s even possible. Another idea might be,
“within one year I am going to write a book and give away a million
copies for free.”
The first step would be to write the book. Then maybe I can crowd fund
on kickstarter to give the book away for free. OR, I can maybe print up
nano-size copies of the book so that you can only read it with a
microscope but it would only cost me a couple of sheets of paper to print
up a million copies. And so on. With the solar panels, I can call up
SpaceX and see how much it would cost to rent space. For the microbe
that desalinates…I have no idea. Can you help me?
You don’t ever have to look at these ideas again. The purpose is not to
come up with a good idea. The purpose is to have thousands of ideas
over time. To develop the idea muscle and turn it into a machine.
Be a transmitter. Two farmers live side by side and drink their water
from wells they’ve each built on their respective property. One farmer’s
well runs out of water and he needs rain to come quickly or he will die
of thirst. The other farmer did the work and dug his well so an
underground stream ran right into it. His well was always filled with
water and he never had to worry.
By making sure the other parts of your life are in balance: you have no
bad emotional situations/relationships happening or you are doing your
best to stay disengaged from them. You are keeping physically healthy,
limiting (or eliminating) alcohol, eating well, and sleeping well. And
spiritually (a word I hate because of two hundred years of meaningless
connotations that have been applied to it but I can’t think of a better
word), you realize that you can’t control everything in your life,
cultivating a sense of surrender to the present moment as opposed to
time traveling to your regrets from the past and your fears of the future.
Collisions. Ideas mate with other ideas to produce idea children. Read
other ideas. Compare your new ideas with your old ideas. After the Big
Bang, the rest of the universe was basically created from collisions.
Hydrogen atoms collided to form helium atoms, and on and on until all
of the elements were created. Dead stars collided with asteroids to create
planets and water and ultimately life.
Don’t pressure yourself. This is similar to the “burnout” issue from the
chapter “How to Choose Yourself.” Sometimes you plant seeds but not
every seed takes and grows into a beautiful plant. In fact, very few do. If
you pressure yourself to turn every seed into the most amazingly
beautiful plant the world has ever seen, then you are going to set
yourself up for burnout and disappointment. You’ve consciously done
all you can, now you need to let those unseen life forces go to work on
the seeds. The best ones will sprout if you let them.
Shake things up. I have a very strict routine every day. I wake up, read,
write, exercise, eat, attend meetings (phone or live), then reverse the
process: eat, write, read, and sleep. Some days I have to work on
something that’s just not coming. And in those instances, I need to
rejuvenate a little bit and shake things up. Do something different.
Maybe I take a walk at 5 a.m. instead of reading. Maybe I sleep in four-
hour shifts one day instead of eight hours straight. Maybe I spend a day
writing handwritten letters instead of going on the computer. And when
it comes to the work, it’s enough to just jot down some ideas, or look at
what I’ve done so far, and then set it down again. Get my subconscious
working on it.
Shaking things up makes the brain say, “What the hell just happened?”
And while the conscious brain is confused, the subconscious slips in and
drops off what it’s been working on while your conscious brain has been
too busy. This is why so many people have ideas and “lightbulb”
moments in the shower or when they are just about to fall asleep for a
nap.
An exercise to get your subconscious working on an idea: Write
down your routine. Make it as detailed as possible. What can you
change today? How can you change it?
List your childhood passions. When I was six years old, I was
passionately interested in both comic books and Greek mythology. In
high school and college, I took five years of French and spent some time
in France (even had an office there with my first business). Right now I
can’t remember a single word of French except for maybe oui. But I
remember vividly almost every comic and book I read about Greek
myths from when I was six—from the very first comic (the “legion of
superheroes” had to go back in time and stay with Clark’s parents in
Smallville) to every comic afterward.
Try to think back to all the things you were ever passionate about from
the age of five on. You’ll be surprised how many things there were. And
how many ways these passions can now be cross-fertilized and mate
with each other to provide your next set of passions and ideas.
I asked people to help me come up with more ideas for coming up with
ideas. Here are some of the suggestions people came up with. My thanks
to all of these contributors:
Ben Nesvig:
“I wish I had”
With all of those terms, I’ll think of ideas on how I could fulfill
their wants or how that terrible website or company could be a little
less terrible.
2. Groupon
3. Hyper Focus/Freewrite
Pat P:
Kevin Faul:
Find someone you don’t know who interests and inspires you, then
figure out how to reach them. Send them a kind note on LinkedIn
or Facebook. Hit them up on Twitter. But research them first. I
guarantee a quick conversation or e-mail exchange with someone
inspirational will also inspire you. “Touching” someone who has
made the impossible possible helps you realize that your ideas are
also possible and inspire you to do more. Don’t underestimate the
power of being social.
The idea muscle is a natural side effect of putting the Daily Practice
to work. When you are physically healthy, when you are around the
people you love, when you exercise your idea muscle, and when
you cultivate an ability to surrender to the reality around you, it
frees you up so you can become an Idea Machine.
1. Write down as many ideas as you can. You can’t ask people for just
one idea. They get very nervous because that one idea has to be the
BEST idea.
2. Share and combine ideas. I call it having “idea sex” with each other.
After they’ve written down their ideas, everyone picks a partner and
they combine ideas.
But the reality is, most ideas are bad. Most of my ideas are bad. I want
you to feel comfortable coming up with hundreds of bad ideas. After I
wrote the “How to Become an Idea Machine” chapter, I decided to come
up with a list of ideas, a list that could help at least a million people. The
key to ideas like this is to make sure you know what the next step is:
e.g., you can’t just say, “A time machine” unless you can actually spec
out a time machine, which personally I am incapable of doing. So that
idea is not on the list.
Feel free to steal any of these ideas. If you want to give me a cut, that’s
fine also.
A) I wrote down an idea here but I deleted it. It was simply too
embarrassingly bad. I’m not afraid to admit when ideas are bad. More
on this later.
E) 3-D printing of humans. 3-D printing seems to be the latest tech fad.
But whatever. I don’t even know how it works. But here’s what “3D
Human Printing” is. Let’s say I can’t make a meeting tomorrow that’s in
India, eight thousand miles away. But I really want to go. I get in my
suit at home and turn it on. In the conference room in Bangalore,
another suit opens up. It opens its eyes. On the video screen in my suit I
see what those eyes see. I move my arms and that suit moves its arms. I
talk and that suit talks with my voice. Video conferencing can never
replace face-to-face meetings. And even though this is sort of like
advanced video conferencing, the minds of the other people in the room
are basically psychologically fooled into thinking I am right there with
them. It’s just like if you take a robot and give it a human body, many
people think it’s almost like an actual human even though it’s just a
computer. This is one idea I can invent personally. And I have
motivation. I don’t like to travel. I like to sit at home and do nothing.
With this invention I can travel all over the world. I can even go to
Easter Island. This is sort of like Teleportation 101.
NOW, on my Google Maps on my phone I can see shades all over the
map. The brightest colors denote areas where the happiest people seem
to be. The darker colors denote areas where negative people are. So if
I’m trying to decide today, “Hmmm, uptown or downtown?” I can look
at the Happiness Map to see where the happiest areas are and go there.
Who cares if my friends are there or not? I’ll make new friends in the
happy hotspots!
H) Forty percent unemployment. The reality is, most people should not
be at work. Why? Other than the many reasons already elucidated in this
book, it’s simply because most people are bad at their jobs. It’s rare that
someone is actually good at what they do. I know maybe ten people who
are good at their jobs. This is not a criticism. It’s just a fact. And
basically, robots are better. That’s why Apple is moving production
back to the United States, because too many Chinese people were killing
themselves in their factories. Robots don’t kill themselves, and they get
the job done faster.
My friend got his results back and I asked him what the biggest thing he
learned was. And he said, “That my father is my real father.” He said,
“A surprisingly large number of people are finding out that their
biological fathers are not their real fathers.” Why? Because people make
mistakes. They get into relationships that are confusing, and they use
confusing solutions to get out of them. Or even worse, they have babies.
So let’s solve this and end a lot of misery. Take the brain scans of a
thousand couples who are happily married after forty years. You know,
the couples who say, “Well, we’ve had our problems but we’ve
survived.” Get rid of them. NO PROBLEMS. They are out there. Just a
thousand couples of the 2 billion couples on the planet. Now average the
brain scans together.
When you sign up for the brain dating service, you have to submit your
brain scan. It averages your brain scan with the brain scans of all the
women in the database. Then it matches the results against the database
of one thousand happily married people. Whichever combination for
you results in the closest match to those thousand brain scans, you get
set up on a date with. Price: $10,000. The technology is there, people.
Why aren’t you entrepreneurs on top of this already?
Before I get to “K,” I want to explain about “A.” The original idea was
“Wi-Fi with protein.” When nomad tribes got to a new area fifteen
thousand years ago they would think, “Where’s the food?” Now, in my
nomadic wanderings (i.e., New York City Starbucks locations) I think,
“Where is the Wi-Fi?” Wi-Fi has clearly replaced food in our minds. So
Wi-Fi with protein would solve the problem, right? But here’s the issue.
For the life of me, I can’t figure out how you would do it. With every
idea above I can think of the next step. Ideas are a dime a dozen. It’s all
about EXECUTION. I just looked up everything I could about
molecular biology on Wikipedia and I simply cannot figure out how to
make Wi-Fi with protein. So I deleted that idea. No good. By the way, if
you are Ridley Scott, please call me about licensing any of these ideas
for a science fiction movie.
And yet, we all get sucked in. Some anonymous teenager from Dubai
might throw out an opinion that rubs us the wrong way and the next
thing we know it’s forty-eight hours later and we are in a drugged-out
daze having spent the entire time peeing in a bottle and arguing in vain
with this Internet troll. I wish I could say now, “So I went out and
interviewed eighty-seven trolls and here is what they are really like.”
But I didn’t. Because the trolls disappear. There are 7 billion people on
the planet. The guy who disagreed with you is one of them. Good luck
finding him.
Sometimes I get sucked in. Sometimes I write an article and people start
saying the vilest things. I have no idea who they are, or even what their
problems are, and yet I feel compelled to respond. I get sucked in. I feel
so horrible about what they are saying. And when I finally come up for
air, it’s three days later and I think to myself, “what the hell have I just
done.”
Opinions are a way of clinging to the past. To some belief system our
parents instilled in us, our education system “taught” us, our corporate
masters forced on us, our peer group shoved down our throats, or some
other brainwashing/programming that was implanted into our brain. If I
have an opinion, you can gladly take it from me. Here’s why:
B) One hundred years from now, everyone reading this book will be
dead. I know there is a lab-coat army working in Science trying to
change this. But, trust me, it won’t work. Science has its limits. And
after seeing the shit you eat, don’t count on being alive fifty years from
now, let alone a hundred.
A year or so ago, a guy I didn’t like died. We used to argue all the time
over our opinions. Now he’s dead. I guess I won. After he died it was
amazing how many people wrote long, gushing tributes to him. One guy
who told me that he was sexually harassed by the dead person wrote the
most gushing one of all. Maybe they ended up having sex and it was
wonderful. I don’t know. I have no opinion on that one.
Which brings me to the more important issue: what if we argue and then
you die? What if you have a heart attack while you are arguing with me?
Is it my fault then? I don’t want that kind of guilt on my conscience.
C) Us versus Them. The World Wide Web (“triple dub” for those in the
business) has created this oozing lava of “Us” versus “Them.” What
happened before there were message boards? Before there were
“threads”? Or hypertext?
Whenever some guy says something very hateful I imagine: what was it
like the first time that person kissed his wife? Did a warm gush of
chocolate fill his heart? Did he say to himself, “This second, I am the
happiest man alive?” Did he have an erection? Did she kiss him softly
on his lips and then his cheek and then his neck? And then, erection
intact, did he log onto the Internet as “Guest” and post, “James Altucher
is a fucking douchebag.”?
D) Why educate people? In poker you can spot the amateur at the table
if they complain when they lose a hand. They’ll look at the guy who
won the hand and say, “You are so stupid! You played that hand totally
wrong. You just got lucky.” And they might be right. But the reason that
it’s an amateur (and insecure) move is because you WANT people to
play the hand wrong. You want them to play the hand wrong every
single time so that the odds stay in your favor if you don’t go insane.
What do you gain from calling them out, educating them on their
foolishness?
Only worry about your own happiness, which doesn’t have to be limited
by anyone else’s stupidity unless you allow it to be.
I went to a trampoline place a few weeks ago. Little kids were running
up to this slanted trampoline and doing flips. I wanted to do that. But
I’m too old. Kids aren’t afraid of doing a flip and breaking their necks
and then being paralyzed for life. But as soon as I’m in the air, all I can
imagine is my neck snapped off from the rest of my body. Would I pay
anything to return to that age when I still wet the bed but could do a flip
on the trampoline? No. Never. That would be a waste of my time. But I
love myself anyway.
F) Loneliness. I think most people fight because they are alone. There’s
nothing we can do about loneliness in the material world. We’ve been
trapped in these bodies since birth. But we try. We want people to agree
with us so that for a brief second we can feel good about ourselves,
establish a connection, and then make slow, sweet love.
Only the third part doesn’t really happen. But we think it will. There are
better ways to combat my loneliness than to hold onto an opinion that
makes me the same as the other 49.9 percent of the world who share that
opinion.
G) I’m always wrong. I have never had a correct opinion. I don’t even
know what a correct opinion smells like. When I first wrote in a prior
book that zero wars can be justified, someone mentioned some
Polynesian war from “Before Christ,” or the Peloponnesian war. I don’t
know. Some war from two thousand years ago. I don’t remember; I
wasn’t listening to his stupid opinion. See! That’s what happens with
opinions. Even I’m guilty of it.
Opinions are like money. No matter how much you know, there’s
always someone who knows more. And they aren’t afraid to flaunt it. I
have no credentials on anything. My education is hopelessly outdated.
And my ten-year-old child constantly corrects me. The other day I tried
to convince her that the United States was a republic and not a
democracy. But she wouldn’t change her opinion (see “A” above) even
though I was telling her a FACT. When I give an opinion, I know that
opinion works for me, right then. But that’s about it. I don’t always need
to fight for the glory.
H) Hold your breath. Try holding your breath for just thirty seconds.
That’s all it takes. Try it right now while you are looking at this line.
Now…on the twenty-ninth second, do any opinions matter?
I) Less. I’m trying to have fewer things in my life right now. This
doesn’t always mean fewer trinkets that shine on a shelf. It also might
mean fewer things that upset me. Fewer people who bother me. Fewer
regrets about things that are long dead and buried. Fewer anxieties about
a future that may or may not exist. I find that if I dig deep and throw
away one thing a day, then I wake up the next day a little more peaceful.
I don’t need to have so many opinions. The fight will continue with or
without me.
Just try it. It’s fun. Walk around bewildered all day. It’s much more
peaceful.
“That guy shouldn’t shove me!” becomes “That guy shouldn’t shove
me?” We live in a strange world. Every day, a labyrinth to explore.
Clues to unfold. It’s like you wake up in the dentist’s chair and get
thrown out into the street. The light is strange, your eyes are dilated
(because of those eye drops the dentist keeps forcing on me when I’m
unconscious), you’re groggy, people are very, very busy walking around
you, paying with the currency of unhappiness now in order to reach their
glorious futures someday…maybe.
And you wonder, what happens if I just sit here? If I enjoy the sunlight
hitting me? If I laugh at the dilated, fuzzy, people? If I cry myself to
sleep in your arms, before you become angry again and you try to beat
me and strangle me with an electric cord?
The point is, don’t focus on those things in the material world that you
cannot control or possibly ever change, when you can focus on inner
health, on your inner world, on the things that matter.
HOW TO RELEASE THE GOD HORMONE
I disgust myself. When I was six, I used to make fun of one kid for
being heavier than me. When I was seven, I made fun of a kid for being
Chinese. He was the only Chinese kid in the neighborhood. I was a
seven-year-old racist. He was so upset that the principal had to talk to
me. The punishment: we had to ride with each other on the bus every
day. He was more upset about this than I was.
When I was nine, I was caught shoplifting football cards, which put an
end to a successful, yearlong crime spree that included stealing
everything from candy to Charlie Brown books to Mad books to
baseball cards. My parents were so angry that they cancelled my
upcoming birthday party. Then they never let me have one again. I still
don’t have birthday parties. Because I stole a football card.
I did lots of things. Things much later. Ugh. I can hardly think of it. The
things that I would do. I’m like a psychopath or sociopath when I really
get down to it. Worst of all, I go to the bathroom. I’ve never seen a more
disgusting thing than my own human body going to the bathroom. Ugh.
Google: I need to talk to you about this! You are making a car that
drives without a driver. You are making glasses that wire my brain right
into the Internet. Why the hell can’t you make it so I don’t have to shit?
Like, can’t I wear glasses that do photosynthesis from the sun and turn it
into nutrition for my body? Nutrition with no waste. Why, for
everything I eat, do I have to generate waste? This is almost proof that
Satan exists.
And even worse, some of the waste gets stuck. If you’re not yet my age
(forty-four) you’ll soon know what I’m talking about. It gets stuck
forever. I’ve switched diets recently. No carbs. No processed sugars.
Not even gluten-free stuff, which is all a scam. And, I have to say, the
quality of what comes out of me has become much better. Nor do I feel
as stuffed.
Let me tell you the real bad news, though it won’t seem that way. Our
alien ancestors who created us also created simple tools (call them
“triggers,” if you will) so we can reprogram our bodies to be happy.
What does happy mean? It means various chemicals get manipulated
throughout the body. Cortisol levels go down. Cortisol is the fight-or-
flight hormone. So, like, when you are sitting at your desk staring at a
computer screen and you are worried your boss is going to yell at you,
your cortisol levels are going through the roof.
So what do you do, in our modern day and age? You sit there, you stare
at the computer screen, you maybe type some words, but then your brain
is distracted. You can’t think. Your cortisol is through the roof and
nothing is working it off. That’s really horrible. The cortisol needs to be
worked off. Or else. You are royally *******. You can get cancer, heart
disease, strokes, Alzheimer’s, the whole works.
And if you are like me—if you are like most people—then chances are
this is happening to you every day. Here’s what happens. The vagus
nerve stretches from your brain to your stomach and hits every organ
along the way (almost). It gets inflamed when your cortisol levels are
too high for too long. The vagus nerve basically causes every disease
known to mankind. High stress inflames it, as does bad food, smoking,
etc. You get the drift.
Oxytocin, another hormone that the body is more than happy to release.
Oxytocin performs two very important functions that allow the human
race to continue. Both of these functions have various, beneficial, side
effects.
So I’m not going to point to all the research. You can Google it with
your glasses. But basically, there are various ways you can trick the
body into releasing oxytocin. The benefits are simple: you feel better
and you will live longer, and you will reduce stress and be happier.
BEING TRUSTED. This is hard. You can’t force people to trust you.
And trusting someone doesn’t release oxytocin. But being trusted does.
So live your life in such a way that more and more people will trust you.
Guess what: you will be viewed in a more charismatic way if people
trust you than if people don’t trust you. Why not try this? How can you
be more trusted? Oh my god, why so many questions today? My hands
are already tired. I’m about 1,497 words already.
And finally:
The good news is that there is a chemical in your brain that when
released, makes you feel good for up to two weeks. And if a lot of it is
released, you either feel like you are having an orgasm for two weeks or,
I don’t know, like your cervix is being expanded for two weeks. I have
no idea on that one.
The bad news is exactly the same. A CHEMICAL will make you feel
good for two weeks. In other words, our basic, human bodies are no
better than Pavlovian dogs—triggered to salivate when the right stimuli
hits our two hundred thousand-year-old evolutionary brains. We’re no
better than the dogs. No better than the jellyfish that crawled out of the
bottom of the ocean and then formed tentacles, then arms, then brains.
Forget all self-help. It’s all garbage. It’s all about this one silly chemical.
The news lately is all about the Higgs-Boson, the “god particle.” Well,
oxytocin is the “god hormone.”
That said, I’ll do all of the above. I need my body functioning. I need to
get rid of mental waste and physical waste and emotional waste. Why
not?
But at the end of the day, it’s spiritual waste that I’m after. And how do
you get that? How do you get to that peculiar desire of trying to have no
desires? Because when you expect nothing, you have the immense
satisfaction of getting everything you want.
It’s not oxytocin. I won’t be fooled into believing it. But if it makes me
shit out my mental and emotional waste better then sign me up. Being
happy is a good start. But oxytocin is just the flower. And you can’t see
the flower without the light. The goal is to be the light.
THE SEVEN HABITS OF HIGHLY EFFECTIVE
MEDIOCRE PEOPLE
I’m pretty mediocre. I’m ashamed to admit it. I’m not even being
sarcastic or self-deprecating. I’ve never done anything that stands out as,
“Whoa! This guy made it into outer space!” Or…“This guy has a
bestselling novel!” Or…“If only Google had thought of this!” I’ve had
some successes and some (well-documented) failures, but I’ve never
reached any of the goals I had initially set. I’ve always slipped off along
the way, off the yellow brick road, into the wilderness.
If you want to get rich, sell your company, have time for your hobbies,
raise a halfway decent family (with mediocre children, etc.), and on
occasion enjoy the sunset with your wife, here are some of my highly
effective recommendations.
Try to figure out why you are procrastinating. Maybe you need to
brainstorm more to improve an idea. Maybe the idea is no good as is.
Maybe you need to delegate. Maybe you need to learn more. Maybe you
don’t enjoy what you are doing. Maybe you don’t like the client whose
project you were just working on. Maybe you need to take a break.
There’s only so many seconds in a row you can think about something
before you need to take time off and rejuvenate the creative muscles.
This is not for everyone. Great people can storm right through. Steve
Jobs never needed to take a break. But I do.
FAILURE. As far as I can tell, Larry Page has never failed. He went
straight from graduate school to billions. Ditto for Mark Zuckerberg,
Bill Gates, and a few others. But again, by definition, most of us are
pretty mediocre. We can strive for greatness but we will never hit it.
That means we will often fail. Not ALWAYS fail. But often.
The best ideas are when you take two older ideas that have nothing to do
with each other, make them have sex with each other, and then build a
business around the bastard, ugly child that results. The child who was
so ugly nobody else wanted to touch it. Look at Facebook: combine the
Internet with stalking. Amazing!
And, by the way, it was about the fifth attempt at such a social network.
Twitter: combine Internet with antiquated SMS protocols. Ugly! But it
works. eBay: combine e-commerce with auctions. The song “I’ll Be
There.” Combine Mariah Carey with Michael Jackson. If Justin Bieber
sang John Lennon’s “Imagine,” it would be a huge hit. I might even
listen to it.
POOR NETWORKING. I’m that guy: you know, the one at the party
who doesn’t talk to anyone and stands in the corner. I never go to tech
meet-ups. I usually say no to very nice networking dinner invitations. I
like to stay home and read. When I was running businesses, I was often
too shy to talk to my employees. I would call my secretary from
downstairs and ask if the hallway was clear then ask her to unlock my
door and I’d hurry upstairs and lock the door behind me. That particular
company failed disastrously.
I’m a salesman. I like people to say yes to me. I feel insecure when they
say no or, even worse, if they don’t like me. When I started a company
doing websites, we were pitching to do Miramax.com. I quoted a price
of $50,000. They said, “No more than $1,000, and that’s a stretch.” I
used my usual technique: “Deal!”
But the end results: in one case, thestreet.com had a significant financial
stake so that gave them more psychological stake. And for my first
business, Miramax was now on my client list. That’s why Con Edison
had to pay a lot more. Often, the secret poor negotiator’s keep is that we
get more deals done. I get the occasional loss leader, and then ultimately
the big fish gets reeled in if I get enough people to say yes. It’s like
asking every girl on the street to have sex with you. One out of a
hundred will say yes. In my case it might be one out of a million but you
get the idea.
And then I veer from that to too trusting. Finally, after I bounce back
and forth, and through much trial and error, I end up somewhere in the
middle. I also tend to drop people I can’t trust very quickly. I think the
great entrepreneur can make snap judgments and be very successful with
it. But that doesn’t work for most people.
Being mediocre doesn’t mean you won’t change the world. It means
being honest with yourself and the people around you. And being honest
at every level is really the most effective habit of all if you want to have
massive success.
HOW TO BE LESS STUPID
One has to balance mediocrity, though. With the human mind, it wants
to take us below mediocrity. If given the chance, the human mind will
constantly fill us up with thoughts. You would think thoughts make us
smart, but it’s quite the opposite.
I’m really stupid. I can tell you in advance. I think at heart, if I work at
it, I can be smart. But at the moment, I’m largely an idiot. I feel that I
have the right knowledge but I let a lot of stuff get in the way. My head
fills up too quickly with thoughts.
I used to think that when I added stuff to my brain I’d get smarter. But
this is not true. For instance, if I look up when Charlemagne was born
I’d just add a fact to my head that I will forget tomorrow but will clutter
my subconscious mind. This won’t make me smarter.
Subtraction, and not addition, is what makes the window to the brain
more clear, wipes away the smudges, and opens the drapes.
The manager asked me to put my demo CD into the computer and show
him what I had. The only problem: his computer was running Windows.
At that point I had never in my life used a Windows machine, only Macs
and Unix. So I had no idea how to put the CD in there and get it
running. He laughed me out of the room.
I had a chess lesson afterwards. I couldn’t play at all. It was like I didn’t
even know the rules. My instructor, a chess grandmaster, said, “What’s
wrong with you today?” I was ashamed. And angry at myself. So my
intelligence went way down—like 80 percent down.
But I was ashamed. When I lost my house, I moved seventy miles away.
I didn’t want to run into anyone. I felt shame. When I write a blog post I
think is weak, I might take it down before too many see it. I’m ashamed
of it. I want to win the Nobel Prize for blog writing. Or get at least ten
thousand Facebook “like”s. But I can’t control that; I’m imperfect. The
shame of imperfectionism takes at least 20 percent of my intelligence
away. Because people sense and appreciate honesty, and honesty about
imperfections, believe it or not, creates enormous opportunities. I’ve
seen it happen in my own life.
You know why they always say a great weight lifts off your shoulders?
Because that’s where your brain is. And your brain is heavy. It rests on
your shoulders. When stuff is weighing it down you lose about 10 to 20
percent of your intelligence. Give up control and get smarter. A simple
example: you are late for a meeting but there’s traffic. You can think,
God damn this traffic. Why am I always in traffic? Or you can be
thinking about something smart: like how good bacon tastes. Can I make
a better bacon? Or how would I start a helicopter airline to take me from
one side of the city to the other. These seem like dumb thoughts. But
they are much better than “God damn this traffic!”
Even worse than trying to control the future is feeling a total lack of
control over things that have already happened in the past. This is regret.
A good friend of mine wrote me recently. I should say, wrote me six
weeks ago. Every day when I wake up I tell myself: don’t return e-mails
until you read, then write. But then sometimes I have other things to do.
Meetings. Or BS stuff. Or eating. I say, “Okay, I will return that e-mail
later.” And then when later comes, I feel bad that I hadn’t returned his e-
mail earlier. Then, at 3 a.m., I’ll turn over and say to Claudia, “I didn’t
return that e-mail”. She’ll say, “Urgh…ushghsh…emmmm,” which was
not the answer I was looking for. Then I don’t sleep as much. Then I
feel guilty. That takes away about 10 percent of my intelligence right
there.
First there’s the past but then there’s the distant future. We ultimately
have no way to predict the future. But our mind does one thing over and
over that leaves us less intelligent: it constantly puts us in a fantasy
world that includes our worst-case scenario. Let’s say I lose $1,000 in
the stock market one day. Sometimes I think to myself, “Holy shit, if I
lose that amount every day for the next…” And it gets worse and worse.
My worst-case scenarios have my children begging for food on the
harsh streets of Bangalore. I’ve spent at least a year of my life, when
you add it up, thinking of the worst-case scenario. Even though the
worst-case scenario HAS NEVER HAPPENED. Or if it does happen, it
was never as bad as I thought it would be. I have a scarcity complex. If I
didn’t have that then I’d have an “abundance complex.” And I firmly
believe abundance follows an abundance complex. So I’m smarter (and
wealthier) when I give up that scarcity complex.
I was talking to a friend of mine the other day. She was giving me every
reason why she couldn’t succeed. Her age. Her looks. Her privacy (“I
can never write what I want”), her lack of time, and so on. Everyone has
excuses. Everyone says “I can’t.” I can’t be a medical professional
unless I go to medical school. I can’t be a filmmaker unless I raise $10
million to make a movie. I can’t marry a supermodel because I’m ugly. I
can’t I can’t I can’t. For every “can’t,” you should send me $10. I can do
all those things. Particularly if I have your $10.
Don’t hit yourself over the head when these thoughts are in your brain.
Just notice when these things come up. It’s not like you’re going to get
cured of paranoia. But notice when it appears. Water withers the rock
away. Every time you notice, the window clears a tiny bit. A smudge is
gone. You get a glimpse of the light outside.
You get a tiny bit smarter. Maybe later you have to look for the deeper
emotional reasons for why you feel the way you do. And there are a lot
of reasons. Everyone could’ve made fun of your acne in junior high
school and now you want to be loved by everyone. (Err, maybe that
happened to me.) But right now, this second, just don’t get hit by a car
when you cross the street.
You can say, “Hey, wait a second! All of those things equal up to more
than 100 percent!” Well, what can I say? You’re smarter than me.
HONESTY MAKES YOU MORE MONEY
Admit it: you were jealous of Bernie Madoff. For a split second. That
night in December 2008, when you first heard the news, interrupting the
ongoing panic of every bank going out of business, every job
disappearing, every ATM machine running out of cash, the organic fruit
at the farmers market skyrocketing to $200 an apple. For a brief
moment, you heard that news and you thought, “He stole $65 billion.
Man, I would’ve had cosmetic surgery on my face and then moved to
Brazil with that kind of money.”
Then the truth came out. The news that the money was never there in the
first place. The suicides. The owner of the Mets managed to get his
money back just in time.
But, for a moment, there was: What would I do with $65 billion?
And then, the false reality that went through everyone’s head: the only
way to make a lot of money in this world is to lie and steal.
I get that question a lot in my Twitter Q&A sessions: Why is it that you
have to be dishonest to succeed in this world? And people don’t believe
me when I say that’s not true. In fact, the exact opposite is true. Only
honesty will succeed. They say back, “That has not been my
experience.”
Capitalism is still suffering from the mortal blow that was struck in
2008. Everyone was a crook. And Madoff was just the tip of the iceberg.
Mubarak’s family ran away with $200 billion by the time he was kicked
out of Egypt. Every day I get news in my inbox of another Ponzi
scheme. Yesterday it was a $4.9 million hedge fund down in some
backwater swamp county in Florida.
I know this through countless failures. The more times I fail but
communicate about it, the more times I make no money at all but let
someone have ideas for free; the more times I try to “get mine” but only
end up getting stabbed by those who think it’s okay to be dishonest, the
greater the number of seeds I’ve planted and the more money I’ll make
in the long run.
Be dishonest once, and all of those seeds will be washed away in a
thunderstorm of life-killing proportions. A hurricane of despair that will
sweep away all of your opportunities forever.
You are left with a desert and will have to start again.
GIVE CREDIT. Even if the ideas were all yours. Even if you made
nothing on them. Even if they were blatantly stolen. Give credit and
move on. Hoarding your ideas for the moment when you can shine, will
only leave you by yourself in a dimly lit room with only a mirror to stare
at.
BE THE SOURCE. “But if I give ideas for free, what if they could’ve
made a billion dollars? I always get screwed by my partners.” If you are
the source of ideas, then you are ALWAYS the source. Forget the losers
who steal. Move on. You become THE fountain of ideas. People come
to the fountain and make wishes and throw money in. Don’t be a trickle
of dirty water. Be the fountain and let people know it by giving away all
credit and rewards.
Then Google is completely honest. They come back right away and say,
“We know ABSOLUTELY NOTHING about motorcycles BUT if you
go to these ten or so websites, we think these are the best sites where
you can find out about motorcycles.”
“Oh! And by the way,” Google continues, “here’s three more sites that
know about motorcycles, but we are being totally honest here, those
three sites are paying us. Just so you know.”
And then you leave Google. The average person spends only a few
minutes A MONTH at Google. In fact, the longer you stay at Google,
the less profitable Google is. They want you to get the hell off their site.
Every time you leave their site, either their algorithm improves (they
learn from what you click on), or they make money (you click on a site
that paid them).
And then where do you go when you want to find out about, say,
contraceptives? You go to Google. You go to the source.
The Choose Yourself era means you have the confidence to be honest.
The confidence to go up against the big corporations that refuse to
choose you. The confidence to direct traffic to those people who might
have more resources than you have.
Think of it this way: There’s the “linear effect” and there’s the “network
effect.” If you live life linearly, your value and resources only go up
every time you meet someone new and the list of people you know
becomes bigger. This is not good enough anymore. You must create
your own empire. And you can’t do it one at a time. That’s not an
empire, that’s a list.
The network effect, on the other hand, has been well known on the
Internet since its early days. The premise is that the value of a site goes
up exponentially depending on how many people are using it. The more
people using the site who don’t know each other or didn’t learn about
the site from each other, the stronger the network effect. It’s the Empire
Builder.
How does this apply to you? How many people are “using you?” The
value of your network goes up exponentially when you view your
contacts and resources not as a list but as a network of nodes on a graph.
Think of the number of connections that can connect two different nodes
on that graph. It’s exponential compared to the number of items in a list
that connect directly to you.
The way you create the network effect is by encouraging people in your
network to connect to each other and to help each other.
It feels funny sometimes. Sometimes people say to me, “Oh, I met so-
and-so, thanks to your blog.” And I think to myself, “HEY! THAT’S
MY SO-AND-SO!” I have to stop that feeling. It’s only limiting. The
universe has limitless resources. You have limited resources and limited
time. The only way to create abundance is to behave more like the
universe.
Set the conditions for life. Then sit back and watch the matings occur.
Before long you will have created life, you will have helped create the
many great things that your connections will create together. Once again
you have become the source.
“A ‘No’ uttered from the deepest conviction is better than a ‘Yes’ merely
uttered to please, or worse, to avoid trouble.” — Gandhi
MAKE OTHERS LOOK GOOD. This is more than just giving credit.
There’s a commonly quoted rule in management, the “Pareto Rule,”
which states that 80 percent of the work is done by 20 percent of the
people. This is, in part, a product of an inferior standardized educational
system where kids for twenty years are encouraged to do the minimum
required to pass and make it to the next “level” on some imaginary
ladder of success. But everyone wants to be acknowledged for small
achievement. Take out your microscope. Acknowledge even the
smallest accomplishments of the people around you. Bring more and
more of the people around you into the 20 percent. At heart, everyone
wants to be perceived as special. That’s because everyone is special but
are often never acknowledged that way. Be different. Be aware of the
smallest movements around you and acknowledge them. Nobody will
forget that.
Ten years later I ran into the employee who became CEO of that spinoff
company. He ran after me and called my name. It was in Times Square
in New York. We hadn’t spoken in almost ten years. His company had
greatly expanded. They had taken in major investors, and the company
was now profitable and had lots of employees. He told me that when he
walked the floor, he always pictured two people as his role models: his
commander in the Israeli Army. And me. I felt really honored. He had
greatly helped me when I was building my business. And now it was an
honor for me to help him back in that way. I don’t ever have to benefit
off of his business. But his business is helping many people now and, in
its own way, that creates abundance for me. The abundance can never
stop when you help others.
I haven’t always been honest. I try. And I hope I’m getting better. I try
every day to improve and to follow the advice I’ve just given you.
Otherwise I wouldn’t have given it. But I’ve seen it. With people who
have been in business for ten, twenty, forty years. Honesty compounds
little by little. And that compounding turns into millions or billions. The
dishonest people disappear. They die. They go to jail. They don’t
maximize their potential. They run. They are scared.
You will have nobody to run from. Some people will hate you. Some
people will doubt your sincerity. But the people who need someone to
call, someone to share with, or someone to give to, these people will
know who to call. They will call you.
YOU’RE NEVER TOO YOUNG TO CHOOSE
YOURSELF: NINE LESSONS FROM ALEX DAY
I wish I had been smarter when I was twenty-three years old. I did
everything wrong: I felt like I needed a college degree. I felt like I
needed a graduate degree (I was ultimately thrown out of graduate
school). I felt like I needed a publishing company to “choose me” to be
a writer. I felt like I needed a big corporation to hire me so I could
validate that I was smart, that it was okay for me to be successful.
Justin Timberlake is like the crown prince of the music industry. The
labels love him. The radios love him. He tours everywhere. He has a
massive marketing machine behind him. And he’s married to Jessica
Biel. That’s all pretty good.
But not enough. Alex Day beat him. How the hell did that happen? I had
no idea. So I called up Alex and asked him.
Here is my interview with Alex, re-printed in its entirety (it’s got too
much good stuff just to excerpt):
Me: I read you started posting videos on YouTube in 2006. How long
before you felt, “This is it. This is going to be something big.”
Alex: Performing wasn’t an avenue for me—the only gigs I’ve done are
one-off launch events (to launch my album for example) or gigs with
friends (as I mentioned). I really don’t feel the need to gig when I can
reach my audience online and hit everyone at once, all over the world,
and not exclude anybody, which a tour doesn’t do.
Me: Isn’t this a little like what Ani DiFranco did? She never signed with
a major label. She just did her own thing.
Alex: I think the main difference was she was constantly touring and I
never have. Also she got her independence by forming her own label. I
don’t have a label at all.
Alex: Labels have never known what the hell to do with me. I always
went in with an open mind—I don’t like the idea that being proudly
unsigned/independent instantly means I’m white and they’re black and
we have to duel to the death or whatever. There are a lot of things I do
on my own because I have to, so I’ve got good at them, but it would
definitely be easier with outside help! So I was willing to hear what they
could offer and how we could work together and I still would be, but I
don’t think labels are ready to be that humble. They want to control
everything. I like being able to decide my own songs and film my own
music videos. I’ve had several meetings with Island Records in the UK,
the last of which ended with the guy saying he doesn’t think I’m ready
to be on a label yet because “We only signs artists we can sell at least a
million copies of in the next three months”—but if he’s waiting for me
to get to that point without him, why do I need the label ever? I’ve also
met with Warner, Sony, EMI—they were all the same. None of them
expected to justify themselves, and at best they were just trying to
“figure out my secret,” and at worst they were completely uninformed
and lazy (see my video on the subject, which sums it up better than I
ever could here.).
Me: But what would you use the labels for now?
Alex: I guess it would be great to get their help. I’ll give you an
example. I write my music, play my music, make my videos, design the
albums, and so on, but it does provide some validation to be in physical
stores.
So a ten-year-old kid who liked my stuff told his dad he should work
with me. The dad was with distribution with Universal. So I did a one-
off distribution deal with Universal where I did everything but they got
me in every HMV. It was great. Nobody said I could sell physical CD
singles but I sold ten thousand in the UK.
Lesson Number Four: The power of the community you build will
be felt in ways you can’t predict (a ten-year-old fan, for instance).
Me: You clearly have a long-run view of what artists should be doing
and where the industry is going. Where do you think the music industry
will be in ten years?
Alex: I don’t think it matters where I see the music industry in ten
years—I look at where the music industry is now and it’s not helping
me, so I’ve learned to exist without it! What I’d like in ten years is for
the music industry to be in a place where it supports me more, but that’s
a long time to hope for that. The thing with the long-run view is that it’s
actually a series of short spurts. It’s more like the general public are on
the second floor of a building and every single/music video I release
affords me a bounce on a trampoline outside. So for a second I’m up to
the window saying, “Heyguyslookatme,” and then if they don’t see me I
just fall down again and make a new song and try again. If one of my
tracks catches fire, it’ll all happen very quickly, but when it doesn’t you
just have to try again.
Lesson Number Six: Focus on what you can do for your art/business
right now instead of trying to aim for things ten years for now.
Me: What should most artists/creators do to keep going when things
look their most frustrating? Most people give up. And, frankly, most
people are no good. How did you keep going from 2006 to now, even
when things looked bleak?
Alex: To help with knowing if you’re good or not, you need a mentor.
(Lesson Number Seven) You have to have someone who either knows
the industry or knows what’s commercial or successfully experimental
or whatever it is you’re trying to achieve with your music and can tell
you honestly whether or not you’re meeting that standard. I have a now-
very close friend who used to work in the industry a lot, broke songs
like “Who Let the Dogs Out” and “I Get Knocked Down But I Get Up
Again”—we met through a mutual friend and I would just send him
songs and he would say “not a hit, not a hit, not a hit” until eventually I
sent him “Forever Yours” and he said “You’ve done it! Now break it.”
He didn’t help me, he just advised, but you need someone like that who
you trust. The other thing with giving up is that I simply can’t.
Sometimes I have low points and I spend a month or two not working on
music at all, but then someone will play me an amazing new song, or I’ll
watch one of my music videos back, or watch the Grammy’s and I think
“I have to be doing this.” I can’t give up because I want it too much, and
however hard it might be, it’ll be worse if I wasn’t pursuing what I love.
Me: How did you get into all of this? How did you build the so-called
ten thousand hours to be an expert?
Me: How do you engage your fans outside of your music? How do you
“build the tribe,” in Seth Godin speak?
Alex: It’s just YouTube. I have Twitter and Facebook only because I
sort of feel I have to, because I need to reach people in those places.
That’s not to say I’m just on auto-pilot on those places, but I’d much
rather not have to use those services. Part of why it’s necessary right
now is that I don’t have enough reach in the “real world” for me to
allow other people to promote what I’m doing on my behalf, but my
Twitter and Facebook are effectively work accounts that just update
people on what I’m up to. For the personal connection, it’s all YouTube.
I love it there. It’s such a creative outlet, I’ve been making videos for
seven years and never got bored of it, one or two videos a week
regularly all that time.
Lesson Number Eight: Pick your social media outlet, master it. It’s
not enough to master your art form. You have to personally master how
you will distribute through some social medium, engage with fans, etc.
He was correct. But I also pointed out that the picture was of a human
being at the height of physical achievement. A state I will never be in,
nor will any of the “half-naked” critics. And, by the way, technically
she’s only about 90 percent naked. So there.
Second, didn’t you read the posts you just commented on?
And finally, the woman in the picture actually wrote me herself with
a response to my critics.
Her name is Dashama. You can find her at www.dashama.com, where
she offers courses on yoga. I strongly encourage anyone who thinks they
can do the position in that picture—it’s called Kapotasana, or “King
Pigeon Pose”—to take her courses and try to better himself.
At first I guess I was relieved that she wasn’t suing me for using her
image without her permission. But after I read her message, it was
interesting to see that Dashama, just like many of the people discussed
in this book, came at the issue not from the external barriers that society
imposes, but from the foundation of internal health she had built up that
not only cured her physical disorders but helped her create a business
and life most of us can only dream about.
Dashama wrote:
Dear James,
Despite all of the challenges, it was the best decision of my life. The
ROI has been paid to me with dividends of joy and not money, but
I’ll take that to the bank and cash it any day over doing something
that kills my spirit just to pay the bills.
We rob ourselves of our joy and happiness when we stop and check
in with what everyone else is thinking and saying about us.
Years ago I read an interview with Gabrielle Reese where she was
asked how she deals with the pressures of being a pro athlete, SI
model, mother and wife of Surf God Laird Hamilton. She said, “In
life, you will always have 30 percent of people who love you, 30
percent who hate you and 30 percent who couldn’t care less.”
When I heard that, my entire worldview changed.
Dashama
Or rather, I’m clumsy like Clark Kent. I have glasses. Black hair. I’m
often shy in public. People often laugh at me. And, like many people, I
have a secret identity that I’m hiding. One that I reveal bit by bit to the
Lois Lane closest to me. But nevertheless, if I were to reveal everything
I’d end up in jail or a hospital or an institution or more people would
hate me than normally do or Claudia would leave me or other people
would be badly hurt by those who would take advantage of the real
truth. It’s my secret identity.
From the age of four to the age of forty-four, I’ve been reading
Superman. If I weren’t writing this book, I could sit down today and
write fifty sample scripts to submit to DC Comics.
Why is the story of Superman so appealing? It’s of course the idea that
we are all Superman. We are all shy and awkward and IF ONLY
PEOPLE KNEW the real us. The one underneath the suit, the glasses—
the one who spreads the plain, white shirt apart to reveal the bright
colors, the superpowers, the unbelievable intelligence, kindness, the
moral and physical strength.
Start off by realizing you still have a secret identity. Acknowledge it.
Wake up every day and say to yourself, “I’m a superhero—what can I
do today to save the world?” And there will be answers. And you’ll see
opportunities. And you’ll figure out next steps. You’ll figure out how to
fly where you are needed. How to lift the car, how to use your X-ray
vision to see solutions that nobody thought possible.
If you think about it, Superman actually had no useful powers. We all
have the same powers, but we’re afraid to admit it. People always say
Batman had no powers and Superman did. But it’s actually the reverse.
Think about it: When would you ever need super strength? Are you
really picking up a car anytime soon? No, of course not. Heat vision?
What for? I have a microwave. X-ray vision? I can see the most
beautiful woman in the world naked anytime I want. All of my
neighbors are hideous even with clothes on. And we all know that
women in general are sexier with skimpy clothes on than totally naked.
And super hearing? I already know what everyone thinks about me. I
think I would be horrified to hear them say what I already know they
think.
What else? Oh yeah, flying. Where would you fly? And people would
see you. And you’d eat flies and run into birds. Ew. Forget it. I’m not
flying. I don’t even have a driver’s license. I’ll walk. Or take a train and
watch a movie on my iPad. Oh, and bullets don’t affect Superman. To
be honest, nobody has ever shot at me so this doesn’t seem like a useful
power to me.
But just knowing I’m Superman, with secret powers, is enough to make
me happy. I AM Superman. I’m above the worries of Earthlings. And I
believe that with everything inside of me. That’s my secret. The secret
has power.
The only superpower you really need is the one to constantly cultivate
the attitude that forces you to ask, from the minute you wake up, to the
minute you fall asleep, “What life can I save today?” It’s a practice.
Often we forget it. We resist it. Instead of saving lives, we worry about
saving ourselves too much. “How will I pay the bills?” “What do I do
about my boss saying bad things about me?” And so on.
Instead, superpowers are given to you if all day you try to save at least
one life. Try it. Wake up tomorrow and say, “I’m going to save at least
one life today.” Even helping an old woman across the street counts.
Even responding to an e-mail and helping someone make an important
decision saves a life. Even reaching out to a distant friend and asking,
“How are you doing?” can save their life. You can save a life today.
Don’t let the sun set without doing that. You are Superman.
#1:
A woman walks with her son many miles and days to come to
Gandhi. She is very worried about her son’s health because he is
eating too much sugar. She comes to Gandhi and says, “Please, sir,
can you tell my son to stop eating sugar.”
Gandhi looks at her and thinks for a bit and finally says, “Okay, but
not today. Bring him back in two weeks.”
She’s disappointed and takes her son home. Two weeks later she
makes the journey again and goes to Gandhi with her son.
Gandhi says to the boy, “You must stop eating sugar. It’s very bad
for you.”
The boy has such respect for Gandhi that he stops and lives a
healthy life.
The woman is confused and asks him, “Gandhi, please tell me:
Why did you want me to wait two weeks to bring back my son?”
Gandhi said, “Because before I could tell your son to stop eating
sugar, I had to stop eating sugar first.”
#2:
One time Gandhi said to a group of his backers, “I need to set aside
one hour a day to do meditation.”
One of the backers said, “Oh no, you can’t do that! You are too
busy, Gandhi!”
Gandhi said, “Well, then, I now need to set aside two hours a day
to do meditation.”
1. Nobody can tell you what to do. No matter what they pay you. No
matter what obligations you feel you owe them. Every second defines
you. Be who you are, not who anyone else is, or who anyone else wants
you to be. An entrepreneur, for instance, has investors, customers,
partners, employees, and competitors. Everyone wants his input heard.
But only you can act to change the world with your ideas.
2. If Gandhi was, in fact too busy, then it meant he was not devoting
enough time to his spiritual life. Hence his backer inadvertently
convinced him he needed more time to devote to silence and
contemplation. It is through silence that sound, activity, and action
erupts. It was through nothingness that the Big Bang and all creation
erupted. It is only through contemplation that the hidden shades of
reality can be seen and right action can be taken. Gandhi knew this, and
singlehandedly brought down an empire. It’s only through stillness that
one can actively create.
4. Sugar is bad. And since most processed carbs break down into
sugar, it’s all bad for you if you want to live healthy. Almost every
disease out there comes from inflammation and extra weight. The extra
weight comes from the sugars that the body breaks down so quickly it
forgets to digest. It’s no coincidence that, as I mentioned earlier, Ramit
Sethi uses flossing as an example in his talks about how to build
discipline. It’s not just about discipline but health. Flossing is the first
line of defense as sugar makes its way through your body.
The world is made to be filled with strife. Gandhi knew he could only be
effective if he identified with the real “me,” which was deeper than the
body named “Gandhi,” who was supposedly saving the world. India is a
mess now, no matter what Gandhi did, but Gandhi provided a beacon
while he lived.
Both of these stories are about the same thing, even though they seem
completely different. Gandhi chose himself. He once said, “You must
first be the change you want to see in this World.”
Every day I try hard to live by that quote. I hope you can, too.
Think about what some of the titans of American industry could teach
you about failure. Everyone who has ever been a success since the
history of mankind began has had to deal with failure. Has had to start
from zero—and usually more than once. Whether it was Henry Ford,
who went bankrupt with his first car company, or Conrad Hilton, who
went bankrupt with Hilton hotels the first time around, or the classic
example of Thomas Edison who tried one thousand versions of his
lightbulb before he achieved success.
But I’m going to start with a more mundane example. Someone who
does whatever he wants, and has built his life, his art, and his career,
around doing exactly what he wants: Woody Allen.
I hate Woody Allen. Here’s why. Because if you’re Jewish and a little
neurotic—like Woody Allen—it has become a cliché to describe
yourself as “Woody Allen-esque,” thinking it will attract women. This
happens on dating services all the time. The idea is that you’ll attract
some waiflike Mia Farrow-ish (or the seventeen-year-old Mariel
Hemingway in Manhattan) blonde who will love all of your neuroses
and want to have sex all the time.
This only happens in Woody Allen movies. And power to him. If Mariel
Hemingway wants to have sex with him all the time, then no problem.
He wrote and made the movies. He can do whatever the hell he wants in
them. It’s up to you whether you believe it or not.
Allen puts out a new movie every year or two. None of them will
compete with Star Wars or Harry Potter in terms of gross dollars. But
that doesn’t seem to bother his studio. They give him $10 million, his
movie makes $20 million, everyone is happy, and he gets to keep doing
what he’s doing.
So he’s built up a substantial body of work that we can learn from. Why
learn from him? Because clearly he is a genius, regardless of what other
opinions anyone might have of him (and I only know him through his
work. I don’t know his personal life at all.). It is interesting to see how
he, as an artist and creator, has evolved. To see how his idiosyncratic
humor has changed, how he twists reality further to stretch our
imagination. He always stands out and stays ahead of the other
innovators. And for other people who seek the same, he is worth
observing.
But some of his movies are just awful. He admits it. In a 1976 interview
in Rolling Stone, he said, “I would like to fail a little for the
public…What I want to do is go onto some areas that I’m insecure about
and not so good at.”
He states later in the interview that when he was younger he liked to get
things out in one impulsive burst but he learned that was a “bad habit,”
and that he likes to wake up early, do his work, and then set it aside for
the next day.
Do you know where Allen was sitting when he won an Oscar for Annie
Hall? In Michael’s Pub in Manhattan, playing his weekly jazz clarinet
gig. Why get on a plane (eight hours, door to door), and go to a party
where he would feel uncomfortable, to win an award he probably didn’t
care much about (although it magnified his prestige in Hollywood, the
city that paid his bills)?
Then he went home. He went out the back way of Michael’s to skip all
the photographers out front and was home by midnight for his “milk and
cookies.” Then, he went to sleep. And TOOK THE PHONE OFF THE
HOOK. Who even does that now? In an age where we (or, I should say,
“I”) literally sleep with the iPad and phone in bed. He took the phone off
the hook on Oscar night and went to sleep. In the morning, he made his
coffee and toast, got the New York Times, and only then finally opened it
up to the entertainment section, where he saw he’d won the Oscar.
Amazing. He didn’t even care when no one was looking. It’s in this way
that he keeps his productivity (compared with the lack of productivity
many of us suffer now because of the constant influx of outside social
stimulants) at a very high point.
6. Imperfection. Allen has said many times that none of his films were
exactly what he wanted. That they were constantly imperfect. It’s almost
like he’s the imperfect perfectionist. He wants things just right, and he
tries very hard to get them that way. But he knows it will never happen.
That said, he doesn’t give up. He said in 1986, “We go out and
shoot…again…and again…and again, if necessary. And even at that
rate, all the pictures come up imperfect. Even at that meticulous rate of
shooting them over and over again, they still come out flawed. None of
them is close to being perfect.” Ultimately, he says, all his movies prove
to be “great disappointments.”
And yet, knowing that he will always experience the same thing, he goes
out, stretches the boundaries of where he’s comfortable in failing, and
does it again. And again. Knowing nothing he will do will be the
masterpiece he initially conceived.
Nothing comes out exactly how we want it. But we have to learn to roll
with it and move to the next work.
In other words: master the form you want to operate in, get experience,
be willing to be imperfect, and then develop the confidence to play
within that form, to develop your own style. You see this in Kurt
Vonnegut, too, as he transformed from the more traditional Player
Piano in the early ’50s to Slaughterhouse-Five in 1969, a novel about
World War II that includes aliens who can time travel.
In today’s day and age, we want to transform decades of work into years
or even months. Allen built up his career over five decades and kept at it
persistently, even when scandal, or a bad movie, or a bad article, would
cast gloom over his entire trajectory. But he shrugged it off.
Wake up early.
Avoid distractions.
Work three to five hours a day and then enjoy the rest of the day.
Combine the tools of the medium itself with the message you
want to convey.
A) The members of the group hated each other. At this point the Beatles
were basically over. The album was originally called Get Back after one
of the songs in it. But they couldn’t “get back” together and ultimately it
was called Let It Be. It was their last released album. You can blame it
on anything: Yoko, Linda, creative conflicts, Phil Spector, Brian
Epstein’s death, on and on. But whatever the real “reason(s),” they hated
each other despite the mega success they had created together.
B) You can see on their faces as they get to the roof: they were never
going to perform again. Ringo looks sad. George Harrison looks
particularly upset. In fact, a few weeks earlier he and John Lennon had
gotten into a fistfight and Harrison had run out and said he was
“quitting.” “See you in the clubs,” he said as he left. The band debated
replacing him with Eric Clapton but Harrison came back. McCartney
had the wherewithal to say that the Beatles wouldn’t be the Beatles
without the four members.
C) Harrison hated the fact that Lennon was growing more and more
detached from the band and doing his own thing. Lennon hated
Harrison’s and McCartney’s music writing. (Lennon, after the album
came out, said of “The Long and Winding Road” and producer Phil
Spector’s treatment of it: “He was given the shittiest load of badly
recorded shit with a lousy feeling to it ever, and he made something of
it.”) In other words, they hated each other. And they didn’t hold back.
They just simply did not want to work with each other anymore despite
the years of creative and financial success. George Harrison joined the
Beatles when he was fourteen years old. They had grown up together.
D) The second song they sing in the video, “Don’t Let Me Down,” is
poignant. It was originally written by John Lennon for Yoko. Despite
his success, Lennon was terrified of being let down by Yoko. Despite
our attempts to climb away from the worst fears of our childhood,
success only magnifies those fears. We’re like birds trying to climb a
tree to reach for the freedom of the blue sky. Only when we learn how to
fly can we truly be free. For Lennon, being let down as a kid or young
adult exploded into a plea not only to one woman but to millions of
eventual listeners.
It feels like he’s not just singing it to her. He’s singing it to the Beatles,
who he felt let down by. He’s singing it out there to the air, to the blocks
of people staring out their windows at him. He’s singing to London.
He’s pleading to his future, where he would be creatively on his own—
“Don’t Let Me Down.” And, prophetically, the world let him down in
the worst way on December 8, 1980. The song never made it to the
final, released album. I like the original shot in the video, of Lennon and
McCartney singing it together, with Ringo in the middle in the
background. The three were barely speaking to each other at that point.
They had all let each other down. And yet that wouldn’t prevent them
from creating beautiful music.
E) Competence. Despite all the troubles. Despite their contempt for each
other’s musical abilities. Despite the fragmented legal and emotional
fallouts that were quickly cascading them toward the band’s demise,
they went up on that stage and PERFORMED. I’ve listened to the video
a hundred times. Paul opens his mouth and the music begins and doesn’t
stop for twenty minutes. It’s beautiful. Competent people move forward
and do what they do. I hope in my life I can be as good at any one thing
as the four of them were at what they did that day, but I doubt it will
happen.
At the end of the video, with the police now getting into the action and
telling them to shut it down because of noise complaints, they finish
with the song “Get Back” again. Paul McCartney riffs in the middle of
the song, “You’ve been playing on the roofs again, and you know your
Momma doesn’t like it, she’s gonna have you arrested!”
And when they finally put their instruments down, John Lennon only
half sarcastically says (the last line the Beatles ever say to an audience),
“On behalf of the group and ourselves, I hope we pass the audition.”
A creator can’t ever rest. No matter what you do, no matter what your
creation is. Every moment is the audition. Every time you create is a
chance to go on the roof and do something new, in a way that hasn’t
been done before, in a way that is potentially disruptive, playful, unique,
and vulnerable. People will hate you, people will love you, people will
climb on the rooftops to see you before the police arrest you. The
Beatles passed the audition that one last time. Now it’s our turn.
WHAT TO DO WHEN YOU ARE REJECTED
Everyone around the table had been brutally rejected hundreds of times.
I was at a dinner with a bunch of authors who had gone the self-
publishing route via Amazon. All of them had chosen themselves. And
all of them, except for me, were fiction writers who had sold more than
one hundred thousand copies or more of their various novels. The guy
sitting across from me had just sold the movie rights to his latest science
fiction series. Another woman was working on the sequel to her “young
adult paranormal” series. Another guy had sold more than five hundred
thousand copies of his various thrillers. The guy sitting next to me had
been very successful at his “children’s chapter books” series, Sweet
Farts.
All of them had one thing in common. While pursuing the career of their
dreams they had all been rejected. Some of them hundreds of times. All
of them were either on the verge of writing full-time for a living or had
already made the leap. Every one of them was smiling.
How many would’ve been smiling if they had given up after the thirty-
ninth rejection and didn’t go for that fortieth? Or didn’t go for it that
moment when they decided, I’m going to take control of the creative
process and not stop where the gatekeepers tell me to stop.
“Hmm, what can I do differently? What can I learn from this rejection?”
Obviously I’m going to ignore the first two. It could be the case that you
need to give up. Or it could be the case that you should do nothing to
improve and you just push forward, but that should never be the gut
response (although, again, I’ve seen it as the gut response several times
from various people in just the past few days/months/years/myself/etc.).
IMPROVE. You wanted that ONE job, that ONE scholarship, that TV
show, that book, to sell your company, to sell your product, whatever.
And they said, no. Take a hard look at the product. Can you improve
your offering? Can you take a step back and improve what you are
doing? Maybe you can and maybe you can’t. But brainstorm first. What
are the ten things you can do to improve what you are doing?
One time I tried to sell a company that I had started. The company
didn’t have enough clients or enough revenues. And I was a bit
inconsistent about the services we were offering that made us unique.
There were about ten different areas I needed to improve and gradually I
improved them all and sold the company a year later.
Now you can self-publish via Amazon (or through this book’s publisher,
Lioncrest), and it’s a great process. You just chose yourself but, more
important, the readers become your decision makers. The universe of
millions of readers will now help you make your next decisions on how
to improve, how to gain more power over your creative process, and
finally, how to secure power over your entire life.
And it’s not just novels. It’s everything. Can you widen the audience for
your product? Online dating has expanded the decision makers in your
relationship life. And YouTube has greatly expanded the universe of
tastemakers who will define your fate. I hate to say it, but Justin Bieber
uploading YouTube videos of himself (and now exceeding 2 billion
video views) greatly increased his chances of success instead of trying
to go the same route as everyone else—through the traditional five to ten
record labels deciding your fate. All respect to the kid, who chose
himself and made it work.
CHANGE UP, DON’T GIVE UP. I was the guy who “gave up” on the
thirty-ninth try when trying to sell a novel I had written. Sometimes the
odds are just too stacked against you. Maybe it would’ve worked on the
fortieth try. I don’t know. But I’m glad I gave up; I “changed up”
instead. Rather than focusing on fiction as the only creative medium, I
started looking at both TV and the brand-new World Wide Web as
creative media. Which led to a job at HBO. Which led to my first
company focusing on building content-heavy websites for entertainment
companies.
ASK FOR ADVICE. Someone rejected you? Poor baby! Now, after
your mourning is over, ask why. You’re going to be rejected all your
life. In every way. It never hurts to understand why. Sometimes they
will even tell you and, in those cases, it’s a guarantee that you will
remember.
DANCE WITH FAILURE. You just got rejected? How did you deal
with it? Did you cry? Did you give up? Did you think to yourself, Why
do I ALWAYS fail? Did you think to yourself, Those guys are STUPID
for rejecting me? Understand your reaction to failure. What can you do
to improve it?
Now I’m grateful. I’ve done so many things since then that I’m very
happy I did and I never would’ve done if I was busy running a fund.
Thank god I got rejected! I never would’ve written this book, for
instance.
It’s actually ABNORMAL to “get close” to not being rejected. It’s even
more abnormal to be “accepted” or to “succeed” in some conventional
sense. So acknowledge that it’s perfectly normal to feel rejected over
something. And it’s perfectly normal to fear it for the future. In fact, to
do otherwise would be to reject reality.
But also acknowledge the successes. The things that occur that are
abnormal. The things you do to improve. The things you learn on the
road to choosing yourself.
Don’t fall back into a story (“I always get rejected”) that is more fairy
tale than reality.
Every month I sent her an update: new clients, new sales numbers,
number of employees. I also offered to help any of the agencies that
Omnicom had. One time I called her on behalf of one of my clients to
see if she could recommend any agencies within the Omnicom family to
help one of my clients. In other words, I offered her real value.
After about a year of me doing this every month, she rallied three of the
agencies within Omnicom to come over and check out my company. All
three made offers. Did I accept any? No, but I was able to leverage those
offers into a better offer from someone who came completely out of the
blue.
I hate the phrase Life is too short. Sometimes it feels very long to me.
But it’s certainly too short to spend any time on hard feelings. Everyone
is just trying to get by. Both the rejected and the rejecters. Nobody is
free from this. So let’s all keep in touch. It’ll be a tiny bit easier to make
it to the finish line.
SURVIVING FAILURE
Perhaps the best thing that happened to me in 2012 was I said no to
being run over by a tank in Santiago, Chile. “You won’t get hurt,” said
Mattias, “trust me, there’s enough space underneath the tank.” The
invitation was at the request of the president of Chile, who earlier that
year had put out a press release saying his net worth had increased by
$200 million since he had become president. This was capitalism at
work, and he had invited me down to be an eyewitness to it.
Someone wrote me that they were very upset because a deal they had
been working on all year had not worked out. “How do you get past
this?” he asked. Many times I get asked that. “How do I get past this bad
thing that happened to me?” A relationship, a deal, an illness, an insult.
And I deal with this question myself. Lots of bad things happen.
“How do you get past this?” Diversification is everything. You get past
“this” by having lots of “that”s.
But on top of everything there’s one more thing. Being like a child.
Fittingly, I am finishing this book on the last night of 2012. Last night
my daughter woke me up and she was crying. “I forgot to do my
homework today!” she said. “That’s okay, honey, we’ll do it tomorrow.”
“But then New Year’s Eve Day is ruined,” she said. “It’s a holiday!”
“Okay, we’ll do it the next day,” I told her, trying to calm her down so I
could get back to sleep. “But New Year’s Day is a holiday!” and she
was crying and I had run out of days.
Like we all will at some point. We’ll run out of days. And a child will
cry and miss us. And eventually another child will cry and miss them
when they are all grown up and the life is withered out of them.
Three funds I tried to start and couldn’t get off the ground.
I tried to get someone to buy $1 billion worth of FB stock (before
it went public) and failed
I sold a house I never lived in, and lost $800,000 on it. Just glad
to get rid of it now.
I get nonstop hate mail. I got one today saying I was “too Jewish,”
whatever that means. And over the weekend I got one from a Jewish guy
saying I was a disgrace to Jews. So I don’t win either way.
I got results back from testing my DNA. I have double the risk of
everyone else of getting Alzheimer’s. Ditto for Parkinson’s. I told a
friend I was going to write The APo4E Diet (Apo4e being the gene or
chromosome or whatever for Alzheimer’s). She wrote back it would be
a bestseller because everyone would forget if they had bought it already.
I was six when I got together one of those rockets that you fill up with
water and then it shoots into the air, spraying water everywhere. It goes
up a hundred feet. “Will it go into space?” I asked my dad. “Maybe,” he
said. And why not? I was six, and anything could happen.
I was six when I designed a pair of glasses that could see backward. I
drew it and showed it to my grandparents. “You drew this?” said my
grandpa, and right then I was pleased with my invention. I was six when
I believed not only in Jesus but in Zeus and Hermes and Thor and
Superman, and my only wish was to be a superhero when I grew up.
When you’re a kid, everything has a question mark at the end of it. Only
later do they turn into periods. Or even exclamation points. “Will I get
over this?” becomes “It’s too late.” Becomes “I can’t get over this!”
It’s over.
That whole “job” thing. The corporate safety net that the Industrial
Revolution created. We thought we were “safe.” That we didn’t have to
make it on our own anymore. That big corporations would take care of
us once we paid our dues with a college education.
Well, that was a myth. I can’t say it was a lie, because we all truly
believed it. From the top down, we wanted to make it happen. But
society isn’t so simple. You can’t break apart spirit from science, arts
from finance, or jobs from innovation, and expect the results to be clean
and neat. They aren’t. And the shift has already happened. The earth has
split apart.
Some will fall into the abyss created when the earth quakes. Some will
not be able to master the tools of keeping healthy and building the
platform of self-sufficiency that is necessary to choose yourself.
The key is not different from any other time in history. But it’s more
immediate now if we want not only to survive but to flourish.
I want you to take out a pen and a piece of paper and do something for
me.
Draw a little circle. Put what you do in that circle. If you’re a secretary,
put “secretary.” If you’re an artist, put “artist.” If you are a mother, put
“mother.” Put the thing that is central to your life. If you are unsure what
is central to your life, put your job title. If you don’t have a job title, put
what title you would like to be central to your life.
Draw a circle around that. Draw lines dividing up the second circle into
compartments. Like apartments in a space station. Write down the
names of the people who are affected by your first circle. Maybe you
help them do better jobs. Maybe you’re a doctor and they are your
patients. Maybe you are a secretary and they are your colleagues, your
bosses, your family whom you provide for, your relatives who listen to
you, your friends who rely on you. If you are a blogger, they are your
readers.
Draw a circle around that one. Draw the lines again. Who lives in these
compartments? The people who are affected by the people you affect.
For instance, the children of your friends. The friends of your children.
The people related to your employees. Or your employers. This would
be in the third circle.
Next circle: what your center circle can turn into. A blog can turn into a
book, or a show, or a consulting service, or a novel, or who knows?
Keep thinking of it. A janitor can rise up to be CEO of a company.
Make your brain sweat. A doctor’s job can turn into a business, a book,
advice, a class, a mission. A secretary can turn into a boss, a company.
What does your center circle evolve into if you stick with it over time?
Draw one more circle: the people you would like to affect. Maybe you
would like to affect Barack Obama. Or a movie producer. Or a book
publisher. Or the CEO of your company. Or all the venture capitalists in
the world. Put them there. Why not? We’re just drawing. We’re just
playing.
It’s not impossible. For instance, Oprah can read my blog. Maybe she
has already. Or maybe the relative of an initial reader shows Gayle King
my blog or my books, who shows Oprah. It’s possible.
And then finally one more circle. This circle has everyone in the world
in it. Because of Oprah or Barack or a book publisher or if all the
venture capitalists in the world are strongly affected by your work then
eventually the entire world, in some small way, the indent in a paragraph
in the tale of our history, will be changed.
Maybe you can’t draw these circles. Maybe you think your work, or
your love, or your friendship, or your charitable efforts, or whatever you
consider your “center” today (just today, we only care about today)
doesn’t affect anyone else. Or if it does, maybe you feel the effect stops
there. Or even if the effect moves on, spreading like a disease, it
disappears over distance or over time, until finally its impact on the
world is negligible. Nil. Nothing.
That’s okay. Start over. Tweak something. Maybe you aren’t a secretary
or a doctor. Maybe deep down you are an artist. Maybe you’re a mother.
Or a father. And the impact is further reaching than you thought. Do the
circles over. Do it over until you can draw that outer circle and affect the
entire world. Throw out the old people. Draw more circles.
When we were kids and took a bad test, everyone would yell, “I want a
redo!” We’re not in school. We’re in life. You have your redo. Again
and again. Draw the circles again. Keep drawing them until you finally
have that outer circle. The circle of possibility. The one where the entire
world changes because you exist.
Redo!
Too many people, in the rush of their lives, stop at just the second circle,
the ones they immediately impact. They might even stop before that.
Maybe they just wonder how their first circle impacts only themselves.
Don’t stop. Push yourself outward. See the web you spin. See how the
world is caught in that web. Push yourself until that web is spun all
around, circles within circles within circles. This is not about making the
most money, or having the most impact. This is about being connected
with who you are. This is about seeing how far your potential truly can
unravel, simply because you are human.
And start connecting the inner circles with the outer circles in deeper
and deeper ways. Eventually the lines between the circles go away. It’s
one big circle. You’re in the middle. You’re doing the daily practice.
You’re choosing yourself. You’re the source. And your light and
choices are now affecting everyone.
Are you better off? Yes. We’re all better off. Thank you.
TESTIMONIALS
I’m always grateful to get e-mails or see tweets where people mention
the help they have received from some of these ideas. When you share
an idea that worked for you, all you ever really know is this: it worked
for you.
So it’s nice when people say it worked for them also. That your
experiences are translatable into other lives. And that your way of
expressing them was an effective way of communicating those
experiences.
These are just a few of the testimonials I’ve gotten. I took a one day
snapshot of e-mails and tweets I received.
Again, I’m very grateful to receive them and others, and I hope people
always stay in touch with me to let me know how things are going.
jackyism @jackyism
Doctor Coke@AmielCocco
“In so many ways, what you are doing is revolutionary. But don’t think
about that too much or it could ‘jinx’ it. Just keep perfecting yourself.”
(James Kostohryz)
“You are a beacon of honesty, James. Every time I read your posts, I see
things in a different light.” (Ashish Hablani)
“James, just wanted to let you know you are one of my biggest
inspirations. I needed to send a personal thank you through here.”
(Vincent Nguyen, @SelfStairway)
“I don’t expect you to remember me, don’t feel like you have to respond
to this please. 2 years ago, you quite literally saved my life.
I was in rough shape, had lost my dream job, my wife and I were on the
edge, I had to take a crap job, the list went on.
I had found your site, I sent you an e-mail and you had actually taken
the time to respond. I’ve never forgotten that.
Things got worse but I fought like hell, in large part because of your
advice, and slowly started to pick myself up off the ground.
Now, things are getting better. I got a better full time job, my wife and I
have had a better relationship, my kids are happy and live well and I’m
working my butt off to realize a few dreams.
James, man, I know you must hear this so often but you changed my
life. Thank you, thank you for taking the time two years ago, thank you
for being who you are.”
—Anon
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