Love is so beautiful, we can find it here and there; it doesn’ t need hugs, and I think the essence of love is putting another people before your ownself .
Love at the office? No way! In these weeks of mandated sexual harassment training, we’re continually warned to hold our even mildly lascivious feelings and emails, let alone our arms, to ourselves. However, human being nature may trump the rule. I make it a practice to hug one and all who works for me and most of those that work around me, both males and females. In my opinion, if I hug everyone this cannot be construed as harassment. I even do this with people I meet for the first time.
Sure, some odd academic can get away with this, but let’s get real, doing this at General Motors won’t fly. Hold that thought. General Motors is exactly a company that needs love. It was recently on the verge of bankruptcy and only survived with a government bailout, downsizing, and layoffs. GM workers are not feeling loved.
Think about that for a minute. Do we need to love those we work with? Imagine the CEO of a distressed company who refuses his or her multimillion-dollar bonus so that one thousand employees would not be laid off. That would be love. How about an employee who agrees to work late so someone can go home early to care for a sick child? That would be love. Or, an employee who drops off a forgotten package to a customer’s home after leaving work? That would be love.
The funny thing is when we are loved, we return love. Yes, this is an oxytocin response. When we care about others, they care about us. Biologically, love is the foundation for trust – both trust and love arise when oxytocin is released in the brain. My research has shown that trust is the secret behind many profitable companies. The benefits to managing with love include higher employee morale and productivity, lower employee turnover, fewer sick days, and legions of return customers.
The New York consulting form Edelman has published the Edelman Trust Barometer for the last nine years. In 2009 they reported that trust in businesses was at the lowest point they had ever recorded. Sixty percent of employees surveyed reported that they needed to hear information three to five times before believing it. Shockingly, only 17% of employees trusted statements made by their CEO. Managers simply cannot do their jobs effectively when trust is low.
Managing with love is the way to build trust. It’s a no-brainer. So why do so few companies do this? The autocratic “manage with fear” model is what business began with hundreds of years ago when managers whipped employees literally and figuratively to compel them to work. In modern businesses with skilled and empowered employees, the top-down approach is slowly starting to fade away. The open-door policy is replacing the executive suite. For example, my university built me a new lab last year and the builder wanted to know where my office would be. I said I didn’t want one. I prefer to embed myself with my team because we work together on projects. Why would I want to separate myself from those I collaborate with?
There is a growing number of successful companies that manage with love. Southwest Airlines is an example: their corporate slogan is “How do we love you? Let us count the ways.” In fact, their stock ticker symbol is LUV so this is a big part of their corporate identity. If you have flown Southwest, you know that their employees love working for them. Southwest Airlines has never laid off an employee. Southwest’s CEO Gary Kelly was paid $903,000 in 2009, and half of that was a one-time bonus. Compare that to former GM CEO Rick Wagoner who was paid more than 14 million dollars the year before GM went belly-up.
My investigation shows that the molecule of love, oxytocin, makes us dependable and motivates us to assist to others. Most managers would sacrifice a limb if their workers embodied these virtues at work.
Sometimes, business can be a little tedious, but if you have business with love and passion, I strongly believe that your business can change to the other side, and this is why companies like South West.
We would have to go so far as to think about the possibility saucers, if many of the observations are verified, act according to a set of physical laws unknown to us. The easy act of admitting these possibilities just as possibilities puts us beyond the pale, and we would lose more in prestige in the technical society than we could probably get by undertaking the investigation.”
A scientist’s “Inception” is more than an early film icon. It’s a sleep doctor’s wet dream, a thriller set in the landscape of the mind. So while reporters ask me if it’s probable to manipulate others people’s wishes I should not be amazed. The current likelihood of intellectual dream invasion around equals my ability to drive my ‘96 Corolla to Apollo 10’s lunar base camp.
Lately I’m often asked whether people prefer dreams to reality. I generally reply that only a few psychotics and political commentators appear to prefer dreams to the consensual bet we call actuality. But these days I’m not so sure.
In the late 80’s a local reporter questioned a girl about alien abductions. I offhandedly remarked that much of what “abductees” described sounded like sleep paralysis: states between REM sleep and waking where people have bizarre and frightening out-of-body experiences. Uncanny human events are actually very common; about half the population experiences sleep paralysis. Shortly thereafter I received a call from a producer on the TV series “Unsolved Mysteries,” asking if I’d be willing to explain “my theory” on camera.
Uh oh. I hesitated to appear next to a large mock-up of an alien applying 24th-century-style dental tools to violate a comely, hapless earthwoman. A week later the producer called back to say, “Sorry, we can’t do the show. We’ve been having trouble finding someone credible from ‘The Other Side.’”
Over the next several years the controversy exploded, as Harvard professor John Mack published his study of hundreds of people describing their own, often repeated, alien abductions. Carl Sagan expanded “my theory” to claim that many of these abductions probably were sleep paralysis, though lots of occurred in waking daylight.
Later I discussed the uncanny with my late friend, author Stuart Kaminsky. Prior to the filming of Spielberg’s ET, Stu was asked by the studio to write a review of historical UFO literature. He nodded as he told me about a newspaper report from a western town describing hundreds of people gathering around Main Street to watch a “cigar-shaped object” lazily dance through the afternoon sky. The date: 1893.
UFOs still capture the media. Recently the BBC reported that Winston Churchill personally suppressed reports of UFO sightings by RAF bomber crews, not wishing to harm wartime “public morale.” Long after the “The X-Files,” many people still wish to know the truth about extraterrestrials; and according to The Week, about one fifth of the world’s population believes ETs live amongst us. This means that for over a billion people, “Men In Black’s” portrayal of Manhattan as an asylum island for aliens is no joke.
Dreams are in many ways the fragmented byproducts of the brain’s sleep-empowered reworking of memory. All our previous day’s thoughts-an enormous, mainly unconscious cache of information-must be processed, remembered, or forgotten. Fortunately much of this material appears to be summarized and then dumped, or our ability to learn new information might be fatally compromised.
Yet while I mention to people that thoughts are rebuilt and remade each time they are retrieved, reactions range from indifference to confusion. While I further explain that thoughts, like dreams, are not fixed like CDs or DVDs but are continuously changing, mouths drop as though I’ve described a public sex act. Most of us want our reality to be hard and defined, what “I” remember, and deeply resist acknowledging how quickly the body reconfigures itself-and our consciousness.
If our most powerful thoughts may be unconsciously fabricated, as neurologist Oliver Sacks demonstrates in his memoir “Uncle Tungsten,” it’s only a matter of time before people “remember” their “true origins” and extraterrestrials publicly declare themselves. A celebrity-obsessed culture requires new types of celebrities, and ETs should fit the bill.
The bigger problem is: Who will do the interview? The one keeps in long decline, and the other one is off the air. Thomson is throwing in the towel. Though Stelin’s wondrously mean tour of the National Air and Space Museum makes him a strong applicant, I would plump for aliens coming out through Jim. Rusi owns the media chops, daily describing how completely unreal TV and media realism really is.
In order to undertake such a project one has to approach it objectively. That is, one has to admit the chance that such things as UFOs exist. It is not respectable to provide serious thought to such a chance. Believers, in other words, remain outcasts.
A scientist’s “Inception” is more than an early film icon. It’s a sleep doctor’s wet dream, a thriller set in the landscape of the mind. So while reporters ask me if it’s probable to manipulate others people’s wishes I should not be amazed. The current likelihood of intellectual dream invasion around equals my ability to drive my ‘96 Corolla to Apollo 10’s lunar base camp.
Lately I’m often asked whether people prefer dreams to reality. I generally reply that only a few psychotics and political commentators appear to prefer dreams to the consensual bet we call actuality. But these days I’m not so sure.
In the late 80’s a local reporter questioned a girl about alien abductions. I offhandedly remarked that much of what “abductees” described sounded like sleep paralysis: states between REM sleep and waking where people have bizarre and frightening out-of-body experiences. Uncanny human events are actually very common; about half the population experiences sleep paralysis. Shortly thereafter I received a call from a producer on the TV series “Unsolved Mysteries,” asking if I’d be willing to explain “my theory” on camera.
Uh oh. I hesitated to appear next to a large mock-up of an alien applying 24th-century-style dental tools to violate a comely, hapless earthwoman. A week later the producer called back to say, “Sorry, we can’t do the show. We’ve been having trouble finding someone credible from ‘The Other Side.’”
Over the next several years the controversy exploded, as Harvard professor John Mack published his study of hundreds of people describing their own, often repeated, alien abductions. Carl Sagan expanded “my theory” to claim that many of these abductions probably were sleep paralysis, though lots of occurred in waking daylight.
Later I discussed the uncanny with my late friend, author Stuart Kaminsky. Prior to the filming of Spielberg’s ET, Stu was asked by the studio to write a review of historical UFO literature. He nodded as he told me about a newspaper report from a western town describing hundreds of people gathering around Main Street to watch a “cigar-shaped object” lazily dance through the afternoon sky. The date: 1893.
UFOs still capture the media. Recently the BBC reported that Winston Churchill personally suppressed reports of UFO sightings by RAF bomber crews, not wishing to harm wartime “public morale.” Long after the “The X-Files,” many people still wish to know the truth about extraterrestrials; and according to The Week, about one fifth of the world’s population believes ETs live amongst us. This means that for over a billion people, “Men In Black’s” portrayal of Manhattan as an asylum island for aliens is no joke.
Dreams are in many ways the fragmented byproducts of the brain’s sleep-empowered reworking of memory. All our previous day’s thoughts-an enormous, mainly unconscious cache of information-must be processed, remembered, or forgotten. Fortunately much of this material appears to be summarized and then dumped, or our ability to learn new information might be fatally compromised.
Yet while I mention to people that thoughts are rebuilt and remade each time they are retrieved, reactions range from indifference to confusion. While I further explain that thoughts, like dreams, are not fixed like CDs or DVDs but are continuously changing, mouths drop as though I’ve described a public sex act. Most of us want our reality to be hard and defined, what “I” remember, and deeply resist acknowledging how quickly the body reconfigures itself-and our consciousness.
If our most powerful thoughts may be unconsciously fabricated, as neurologist Oliver Sacks demonstrates in his memoir “Uncle Tungsten,” it’s only a matter of time before people “remember” their “true origins” and extraterrestrials publicly declare themselves. A celebrity-obsessed culture requires new types of celebrities, and ETs should fit the bill.
The bigger problem is: Who will do the interview? The one keeps in long decline, and the other one is off the air. Thomson is throwing in the towel. Though Stelin’s wondrously mean tour of the National Air and Space Museum makes him a strong applicant, I would plump for aliens coming out through Jim. Rusi owns the media chops, daily describing how completely unreal TV and media realism really is.
In order to undertake such a project one has to approach it objectively. That is, one has to admit the chance that such things as UFOs exist. It is not respectable to provide serious thought to such a chance. Believers, in other words, remain outcasts.



