Winning?

 

I was never much of a sports guy until 1986, when my best friend would invite me to watch the 1986 Brazilian team in action. Victories were celebrated but the defeat to France in a penalty shoot out in the quarters brought tears. It was this experience that made me understand that victory was a thrill and defeat was tragic.

After Hamburg, my stepdad got transferred to England and I entered Churcher’s College. Prior to joining Churcher’s, it was stressed to me that it was important to be seen on the “playing fields,” if I was to fit in. So, whilst I was not anyone’s idea of an “athlete,” I took part in house level rugby and hockey (the field variety to Americans). I now joke that one of the best things about being in an English Public School was that I could talk rugby with guys from the Southern Hemisphere and cricket with people from South Asia, two groups that I would end up working with closely in my working life.

Sports are fun and it’s easy to know who has won and who has lost. The score board is visible. In a race, it’s pretty obvious who crosses the finishing line first.

However, this isn’t exactly the case in war, which is often said to be the thing that we substitute with sports. The point is often made when you talk about America’s post World War II military adventures. Think of Vietnam, where the world’s strongest military dropped a ton of bombs on the country and all we remember is the Americans running away on the rooftop of the American Embassy in Saigon. Many years later, we saw something similar with the return of the Taliban in Afghanistan.

Why do we have such memories of the what is undoubtedly the world’s strongest military machine ever? The answer is this simple – unlike sports, there’s no obvious score board. It’s not a case of I kill more of yours than you kill more of mine or I won more battles so I win the war. In the case of Vietnam, the Americans won all the battles. In Iraq, American forces steamrollered what was left Saddam’s army. In both cases, America ended up having to pull out with loss of treasure and blood.

The current administration puts it down to “stupid” rules of engagement and “woke” ideology. If you believe the current Managing Director of the Pentagon, you’d think that all America needs is to be allowed to hit harder.

Given that the MD of the Pentagon is an alcoholic who reports to a draft dodger who can only fight toddlers when their hands and legs are tied up, it’s clear that the decades military knowledge in the vaults of the Pentagon have been wasted. America has lost wars because of a “woke” military but because of politicians who failed to understand what war actually is. The situation is worse in the age of mass media. Politicians cannot resist looking good with the troops but when flag draped coffins come home, they start panicking. Now, you have a president who is a former reality TV star whose entire world view is fixated on “appearance” rather than actual work.

In Venezuela he looked cool. Delta Force did a masterful job of entering the country, capturing Maduro and getting out. Venezuela’s new leader agreed to work with him and everything is cool.

Then, he just decided to bomb Iran, which was negotiating and giving the pretense of being a good neighbor in a volatile neighborhood. It even looked good for him in as much as the 86-year-old Iranian leader, Ali Khamenei was killed on day one of strikes. The ever ready, TV star has gone around talking about how the war is a “12 or 15 on a scale of 10” and even mentioning that the war has already been “won,” and accused British Prime Minister, Keir Stramer of joining too late:

https://www.bbc.com/news/articles/c9dn3j04lydo

 

 Yes, the USA and Israel have been pounding Iran. They are way ahead in almost every military measure. However, every boxer will tell – you haven’t actually knocked your opponent out until you’ve actually knocked him out. Despite having the weaker military, Iran is still sending missiles to Israel and American bases around the region. In short, the Iran has become what every nation in the Gulf has feared.

Trump is talking “fury” if the Iranians don’t open up the Straits of Hormuz. Hegseth has talked about unleashing fury. Why do you need to say all these things if you have already won?

The Iranian foreign minister has said “we’re ready.” Israeli newspaper, Haaretz calls whatever the American administration is thinking a “fantasy.”

 

 

Here’s the thing, if you want to get into a fight, you got to understand that people are going to hit back. I go back to the point of the fact that the person in charge can only fight toddlers but only in the toddler’s arms are tied behind his or her back. In trade, he started slapping tariffs of countries. Most of the world didn’t want to pick a fight with the world’s most prominent economy. The one country that hit back was the one he wanted to “reign in.” Put tariffs on China and China put them right back on him. China knows its economy is smaller and more fragile but the Chinese had leverage and used it. The Toddler Fighter told China not to hit back and he’s at the negotiating table.

Now he’s bombing the living day lights of Iran. Many people are saying that its part of clever strategy to get leverage over China:

 

Perhaps it would be leverage but only if you actually win. He’s saying he’s won and everything will be over soon. Yet, the Iranians are still firing missiles and they’ve made a point to the GCC (Oil Rich American allies who buy American hardware) that American protection isn’t what it is cracked up to be. It took 20-years for the Taliban to be replaced with the Taliban. It taken two weeks for Khamenei to be replaced by Khamenei. The only Iranians dancing in the streets and thanking him are the exiles. The ones in Iran proper have now rallied around what was an unpopular government. How is that winning?

America is winning on the battlefield. However, just about every credible analyst is making the point that it isn’t winning the war. Sure, China pays more for oil – but so does America. The Iranian regime is still there. Trump wants investment but who wants to invest in a place where the leader is willing to tear everything down? He’s asking Iran to not retaliate. Why would they do that when you’re bombing them?

https://www.aljazeera.com/news/liveblog/2026/3/10/iran-war-live-trump-says-conflict-will-be-over-soon-40-killed-in-tehran

 

 

In the first Gulf War, there was a president who knew what he was doing. Bush the Elder came to defend Saudi Arabia. He went out of the way to not make it a “holy war” against Muslims by keeping Israel out when Saddam sent Scuds. He saw to it that he got an invitation from the Saudi’s after Saddam had marched into Kuwait and he made damn sure that he got things done before Ramadan was even mentioned. Today, you have an American President who does what an Israeli Prime Minister convicted of genocide wants, hitting first in the middle of Islam’s most sacred month. How is that a win for America on the global stage?

“It’s No You at the Gun Site” – A Loveable Bear

 Call it a coincidence but we’re now in the 10^th day of the war in Iran and it happens to be the 29^th anniversary of Exercise Swift Lion, when my SISPEC (now called SCS) bunk mate and one of his men were killed when the 155mm Gun Howitzer he was commanding, exploded.

Although the initial fear and sadness of the incident have long since passed, that incident is what you could call a watershed moment. It is something I can quite explain. It was like, we could be next, all for just doing your job.

I wasn’t there when it happened, I was in home base hopping not to go out and leading the specialist rebellion against going. Whilst I was lucky to have a battery commander who took the role of leadership seriously, I couldn’t help but feel that a system run by old men was more interested in protecting the system than taking care of us – the guys who were going out to fire the round that just killed our friend.

Sure, this wasn’t a war (a point which we made to the powers that be) but it was tragic and traumatic enough. It’s like this – weapons look cool when you’re a kid – then suddenly when you see your friend come back in a body bag, you realise the games have consequences.

I can intellectually tell you that sometimes war is a necessary evil. There are times when nations need to fight and lives need to be sacrificed. As a solider, you cannot say that you’ve discovered that you’re a pacifist once you’re called upon to face action.

However, if you ask me how I feel about military conflicts, I look at it through that incident I lived through so many years ago. I think of my late buddy Bryan Ng during the incident who made the point of saying to our battery commander, “Sir, you need to remember, I’m in the one at the gun site, not you.”

I was always the more articulate one but now that I look back, he said it best. Just look at any given society and you’ll find that it’s always the people (who are usually old), getting high on conflict are the ones sitting furthest away from the danger zone. In supposedly democratic societies, there’s this thing about keeping the military under civilian rule. Generals are portrayed as wanting war. The truth is this – it’s inevitably the civilian politicians who pick fights because, well, it’s not them in the war zone. Just remember, the only person who wasn’t not keen to invade Iraq in the Bush II Administration was the only career military man.

 

 I view people who think conflict is a joke with a certain degree of contempt. It’s easy to talk tough when you’re behind the front lines sitting in your airconditioned office.

Let’s just take a look at the current conflict in Iran. The Late Ayatollah Khamenei was 86 when he died. Donald Trump is 80. Bibi, is 76. To Trump, this is game, where you compare how many people have died and then treat it like the Super Bowl:

 

 To be fair, to Trump, he bought his way out of any form of military service. Daddy has money so it’s easy to get out of being anything in particular. Bibi is a different story. He actually served in a military that faces combat. His brother led the Entebbe rescue and practically wrote the text book on hostage rescue. He paid with his life but saved people. The younger brother wants to bomb the world and has no issues with ordinary Israelis dealing with missiles raining on them whilst he hides in the USA.

For me, a man who never fought or will (thank God) fight in a war, one incident of a friend coming home in a body bag was one incident too many. Too many old men talking about “big picture” forgetting that it’s the young guys who got pay for it. It was clear to me that the worst type of old man to be is the one that thinks its acceptable to act tough whilst getting the kids to face the consequences.  

 

The Benefits of Fratricide and the Problem with Tribal Loyalties

 

One of the funniest institutions in the British Commonwealth is the monarchy. The British monarchy has been around for the longest of times and its somehow survived revolutions, greatness and the loss of greatness. Whilst monarchies in Europe fell, the British kept theirs. The former Egyptian King Farouk is reported to have said, “The whole world is in revolt. Soon there will be only five Kings left—the King of England, the King of Spades, the King of Clubs, the King of Hearts, and the King of Diamonds".

The survival of the British Monarchy is amazing. How does an institution based on superiority by birth and ancient tradition survive in a world where technology is changing the way we do things in a matter of decades and meritocracy is becoming something that we understand as the natural order of things?

Part of the answer was best said in the Crown. The role of the monarchy is not to govern and to stay away from political squabbles. Prime Ministers could come and go but the monarch would endure. The line Crown attributes to the late Queen is to “Shut up and do nothing.” At her death countless Prime Ministers recounted how their meetings with the Queen would be the one meeting they knew would never get leaked.

The other is that the royal family understands that their survival depends on public good will and they act to ensure they keep it. The late Queen for example, made it down to Grenfell Tower to sympathise with the victims whilst her Prime Minister hid in Downing Street. King Charles, back when he was a Prince, said that he felt he needed to justify his existence. The most recent example of how the royals rushed to save themselves was when they ditched Andrew Mountbatten-Windsor over his role in the Epstein Scandal. Despite his pleas, the former Prince has been arrested and is now out on bail. A man who grew up in the very definition of privilege was seen slinking away, hopping and failing to avoid a very public humiliation:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JHZZBjpoOlE

 

 

 The ability to turn on one of its own, isn’t limited to the Royal Family. British political parties have shown a remarkable ability to turn on successful leaders the moment they become toxic. Both Thatcher and Blair were brought down by their own party rather than the electorate. In the case of the Epstein scandal, its former Ambassador to the USA and former European Commissioner, Lord Peter Mandelson, who not only had to leave his posts but has also been arrested and now out on bail:

https://www.reutersconnect.com/item/former-british-ambassador-to-the-us-peter-mandelson-leaves-his-residence-in-london/dGFnOnJldXRlcnMuY29tLDIwMjY6bmV3c21sX1JDMlBUSkFLVEpGTQ

 

 Let’s me clear, neither the former Prince or former Ambassador have been charged with anything sexual. The grounds for arrest in both cases is suspicions of “misconduct in public office.” Whilst neither has been formally charged, the facts are clear. Instead of serving the public, they served the interest of a very rich person who was, it turns out a master of creating corruption.

Yet, the point is two powerful men have been publicly called to account. Andrew Mountbatten Windsor will never enjoy the life he once had a Prince Andrew. Peter Mandelson will never get the chance to play shadow manipulator the way he did under Blair.

While the situation in the UK is not great, it compares very well with what’s going on in the USA, which is where most of the saga has taken place. Here, you see a case of tribal loyalties running everything. You have the current president being close to Epstein and being mentioned many times over in the files. You also have the former president pictured with him and mentioned a number of times.

Both men don’t have a history of marital fidelity. Their elections and presidencies have been plagued with scandals off inappropriate behavior. Yet its virtually impossible to say anything about them without their supporters jumping all over you and social media is filled with commentators on both sides trying to out do each other in the dirt swinging contest.

Whilst everyone makes noise over Epstein, the ground facts remain – crimes were committed. Nobody has been held to account. If anything, there have been public declarations that doing something would make the system collapse.

The world’s autocrats are loving every moment of the squabbles in America. Every time US politicians lecture about “rule of law” and “open and honest” societies, the autocrats just shrug and say “yeah, pot calling the kettle black,” with each passing moment of the Epstein scandal. That would not happen if the American institutions had some fratricidal instincts and allowed a few of the rich and powerful to be dragged out in public.  

It’s OK to Rape Kids as Long as The Rapist is Rich

 

I discovered I was meant to be Kiddo’s father around 13-years ago, when she moved here. The incident that made our bond came curtesy of one of her cousin’s boyfriends, who was an older dude in his 50s. He had shown himself to be a generous chap and I had a good impression. However, on that day, something changed. He had come to the house and seen Kiddo in her school uniform. He started chatting to her and then said “Give me your number, you can call me when you want to buy things.” I was pretty pissed off and when Kiddo said “It’s OK, he’s not a stranger,” I replied “That’s not the point – he’s over 50 and you’re a 13-year-old girl.” Translation, if he tries anything funny, I will do horrible things to him and yes, I am well aware that the penalty in Singapore is the gallows.

That particular moment has stayed with me, especially now that I am single and “free to mingle” as they say. Yes, I am a 51-year-old man, which is an age where being horny is a sign of good health. Like most heterosexual men, I do get turned on by nice bodies, which inevitably belong to younger women. So, yes, if a sexy thing in a short skirt and tight tank top comes by, I’m going to notice.

However, as much as I have my needs, I’m also a dad and that actually makes me look at things in a different way. Sure, there are lots of 26-year-old girls who I find very attractive. However, I’m brought back to the point that this could be my kid. Would I like my kid being with someone my age? Answer is – ew…..For the record, my current girlfriend is 13-years younger – young but not kiddy young.

I also assess young men through the eyes of being a dad to a young lady. The basic question is, would I like this guy anywhere near my kid? If the answer is yes, I become chill. My Godson actually asked “can I marry your daughter and then I can really call you dad?” I choaked and nearly vomited. He’s nice guy but my kid would run rings around him it wouldn’t be funny.

So, when I look at the Jeffrey Epstein case unfurl, I ask myself the question – how could you do this to someone who could be your kid? Andrew Mountbatten-Windsor comes to mind. You look at the guy and want to say “Ya, I know you have your needs – but really, are you really – how would you like it if someone did that with your girls.” I mean, I get that blue-blood doesn’t make you immune to being horny. I get that the monarchy can be seen as an archaic institution – but as a dad, how is that you never stopped to imagine what it would be like if someone did what you did to your girls?

To be fair to the British system, there’s been some form of accountability. The King has rightfully stripped him of the “Prince” title and has effectively told the cops to do the necessary. The British monarchy for all its faults, is actually doing something.

Britain’s unelected King is doing a way lot better than say, the elected politicians across the pond. Yes, America has had “sleazy” politicians before. I’m old enough to remember when Bad Boy Bill got his dick sucked in the White House and got impeached.

The point being Bad Boy Bill got impeached and whilst Monica got allot of unwanted attention, she was legally a consenting adult. Everyone said Bad Boy Bill was “Immoral” but what he did wasn’t not illegal.

Unfortunately, this isn’t a case of a silly young woman wanting to keep the most powerful man on the planet happy. Epstein is about selling children to the rich and powerful. The current occupant of the White House is enjoying his moment of being the “sleaziest politician alive” and as questionable as he is, the defense that that his attorney general, Pam Bondi gave was a master class in showing of your worth as a crappy human being.

Ms. Bondi, who is the nation’s highest legal officer, proceeded to go on the attacked when questioned by Congress. Her line of attack being “The stock market is up.” You’re being asked about kids being raped and you’re only reply is “the stock market us up,” or “rich people are making money – what are you worried about.”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a7yv4fpfDbs

 

 I get that the trade of young ladies selling them selves is as old as human history itself. However, the operational word is young ladies with the capacity to consent and exchange not young kids. I get it that men have needs but I also get that men have responsibilities.  

I’m sorry if you think its OK for kids to get rapped as long as the rich rapist are making money, I’m not sure if I can see you as a human being.

The Director of Por Lampa Services

 Many years ago, my mentor, “PN Balji,” once alerted me to the fact that he had written an article. The company I was with at the time, had told me, “He wants to be buttered up, so call him.” So, I read the article and then called him to say “I really liked your article.” The reply was “What did you like about my article.”

I remember this story because its one of the greatest lessons that anyone who moves up in life needs to learn – “Praise is often meaningless, unless the one giving the praise is giving it for a specific reason.”

Here’s the thing, many of us are worried about being “talked about.” We’re especially worried that people will be “talking bad” about us and having a good bitch. I remember someone once threatened me with “I’ll talk bad about you,” and I just thought, “sure, who haven’t you talked bad about?” If you’ve moved anywhere in life beyond snail, chances are people will have something to say about you and more often than not it’s going to be negative. Sure, there’s a chance that what they’re saying has truth to it but then there’s a chance that you’ve become an important person in their life.

Being talked about in a negative way is part and parcel of life. Sure, most of us don’t like the negative stuff about us but sometimes it can actually be helpful. I used to remember the comments about me on TRE – where I was accused of giving head around the ruling party and had huge condominiums in Sentosa Cove. Unfortunately, I’m still looking for a broom space in an HDB flat, so I’m not sure where those Sentosa Cove properties are.

While nobody likes hearing the “negative” news, the good stuff can be more dangerous. Let’s start with the obvious – we all like the good things said about us because, well, who doesn’t like hearing the good stuff? It’s like food – the modern problem is no longer starvation but obesity and diabetes. Why? There is no longer an absence of food (let alone tasty food), but an abundance of it. Who actually wants to count calories of that chocolate chip cookie and cream flavoured cake?

So, just as we tend to give into temptation to take that slice of cookie and cream cake, we tend to place ourselves in echo chambers where people will tell us the things that we want to hear. While praise is addictive as chocolate cake, it comes with its own costs, only its not calories affecting your mid-section but distorting your brain where you think you’re God’s gift to the world. The problem that most of us have is that we’re not actually god’s gift to anything in particular and our judgement gets skewered towards what we want rather than what we need.

One of the funniest ones I’ve had was talking to an ex-colleague about how the boss never hired a “hunky” looking guy. Suddenly I heard a soft little voice saying “except you.” My reaction was “what the hell – what would you know – you’re taste in men is fat.” My sister had to remind me that “hunky” was not a word associated with men over 40, I should just be grateful that someone gave an indication that I matched the word.

Here's the reality, whilst I don’t look that “unpresentable” I mean, I am by no means as “interesting” looking as this guy:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I-CaC_43cZI

 

 However, I am not exactly anyone’s great definition of a male model. I definitely would get rejected if I tried to applied to join this particular team:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BjUDRetIuRA

 

 The truth is, I am just a simple 51-year-old with a diabetic dad-bod trying to ensure that I am as functional for as long as the body allows. Physical training is non-negotiable not because it makes me better looking but because it stops the metabolic condition from affecting my ability to earn a living and minimizes my need to take pills.

Everything is relative and whilst praise is nice to listen to, I tend to look at who is doing the praising. The Neurotic Angel once dubbed me her “Macho-Man,” and had praised my ability to jump. I felt chuffed when she called me “Macho” and “Hunky.” Then, since she was supposed to meet my mother, I thought, “Oh dear, if she announces that, my mum will think she’s got a weakness for effeminate ones if I’m the standard of high testosterone.” Had a similar experience recently when someone I do find attractive, let slip that she finds me attractive.” Sure, it’s nice to know but let’s put things into perspective, most of the guys she hangs out with are grandfather age.  

Sure, I like being told I am physically attractive. However, I can’t let that get to me and become lazy about training. That’s the surest way to become the old, broke and sick. The same is true in an organization when the guy on top only promotes those who tell him what he wants to hear. Jobs no longer become about who can actually do the job but who can “suck up.” The worst case is when you punish people who tell you ground realities. If you create a culture where you cannot listen to critics within your team, how the hell do you expect to produce stuff that dazzles customers all the time? Sure, sugar plum cakes taste wonderful and sure, exercise can be painful but you believe that sugar plum cake gives you everything you need and exercise is evil, should you be surprised when you lose the ability to get out of bed?  

Didn’t God Give You Brains.”

 

If battles in a war were like the score of a sporting event, the Battle Agincourt fought in 1415 would be as close as the term “whitewash” would get. The battle essentially saw 6,000-8,100 Englishmen take on a larger army of French of around 25,000 (including of servants.) By the end of the battle, 6,000 Frenchmen, who were mainly from the nobility lay dead, whereas only 600 Englishmen died that day. The result was so dramatic that in Shakespeare’s version of events, the King ended up dedicating the entire battle to God and making it an offence punishable by death to boast of it:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V1ZJTwmiw2I&list=RDV1ZJTwmiw2I&start_radio=1

 

 While Henry V was an undoubtedly religious man and the results of the battle were seemingly miraculous, the evidence that later day historians would suggests that this was not so much a miracle granted by God but the development of a new era of man’s development. The French army was filled with knights or the “elite” of warriors. They were heavily armoured and rode on horse. It was a case of the knights were the main show and everyone else was a side show.

Whilst the English did have the King and the Duke of York, this was an army made up primarily of peasants, or the type of people who ranked so low on the medieval scale of things, butchering them was a sport of sorts for the knights. However, these peasants were armed with a peculiar technology that evened the score – the longbow which allowed them to hit people at a distance and they could load their arrows very quickly when compared to the cross bow.

There are two very clear points to this battle. Firstly, the key lesson is the question of arrogance. As is often said “Nemesis” is the natural consequence of “Hubris,” or “pride” before the “fall.”

The knights simply assumed they would wipe the floor with the peasants. It had been that way in medieval battlefields for the longest of times. Knights were dedicated warriors who had spent the better of their life training for the battle. The peasants by contrast were barely able to feed themselves. As far as the French army at Agincourt was concerned, there was no reason to suggests that this wouldn’t be just another day on the “playing fields.”

This assumption was held so strongly that nobody bothered to question whether the peasants had anything up their sleeves. In this case it was a new technology that evened the odds. No point being fully armoured and on horseback if you got hit by an arrow whilst you were a couple hundred metres away.

Sure, certain opponents may appear weak but sometimes those who appear weak end up developing tools that help them even up the odds. We talk about martial arts and which style gives you the best hand-to-hand combat. However, as much as a martial arts fan hates to admit it, no martial art has to date been able to beat a firearm.

The third point that this battle teaches us is that miracles are often based on getting the basics right. In the case of Agincourt, the French didn’t have the basics on their side whereas the English did.

We have become so hooked onto the idea of sudden miracles that too many of us end up falling for promises of miraculous cures or instant fortunes. I’m not saying that luck doesn’t have a role to play in things but depending on luck alone is usually a guaranteed way to stay broke and often sick.

Just look at the number of people who cue up outside the lottery every single day. The facts are thus – you have a higher chance of getting struck by lightning than you do of winning the lottery. Apparently, the odds being struck by lightning in a lifetime are around one in 15,300 whereas winning a power ball in a lottery is one in two hundred million. If anything, it’s more plausible to fix the odds of getting struck by lightning and winning a life altering sum on that bet than it is to win the power ball. Yet, despite these obvious points, people still line up to spend their savings on lottery tickets and it goes without saying that the people who play the lottery often are usually from the less enhanced social classes. This is all before you consider the fact that those who beat the odds and win, usually end up broke.

The most secure form of wealth is pretty boring and unsexy. Leaving aside Bill Gates’s formula of getting stock options in a dominant tech company, wealth accumulation is usually is the simple strategy of living below your means and putting your extra funds in something as boring as a mutual fund paying less than 10 percent a year. Takes time and requires work but it actually works.

The same is truth of health. Everyone is looking for a magic pill that will cure them of this and that and whilst medical science has been miraculous. We do much better now than we did in the dark ages. However, pills can only go so far. I think of my fellow diabetics who take their pills but refuse to move and continue drinks (booze and soda). Good health is as simple as moving a bit more, sleeping properly, getting sunlight and not pumping shit into your body.

Changing your lifestyle has a very record track record of actually working. Far better than pills. Yet people continue to buy all sorts of pills promising to enhance their health and vitality whilst screwing over the basics. All credit to Cristiano Ronaldo for telling everyone he drinks plain water and not Coke (even if that remark was bad for Coke share price). Scientifically true – Ronaldo is still playing competitive football at the age of 40, the age of looking a nursing home in the world of professional sports.

Miracles are called that for a reason – they are miraculous. Real results are found in getting the basics right. I think of a Malay taxi driver who once said his community has cast him as “not believing in God,” when he talks about his personal financial planning. His retort is “God gave you brains.”  

One Hit Wonder and the Pig’s Heart

 One of the most shocking moments of my youth came on 11 February 1990. This was the day Mike Tyson, who was officially the “badest man” on the planet at the time tasted defeat for the first time in his entire career.

Tyson, was ferocious. He was and remains the type of guy you really don’t want to meet in broad daylight let alone at night because, well, if you did anything that p***ed him off remotely you would probably end up on life support. It’s not an exaggeration to say that when he exploded onto television screens in February 1986, he made the sport of boxing explode along with it. Fights that lasted 90s seconds were not uncommon. It reached a stage where the results were more predictable than a Singapore General Election – we just wanted to see how long the other guy would last.

All that came to a crashing halt on that night in Tokyo when the 42-1 underdog scored a knockout win over someone the world regarded as unbeatable. This literally shocked the world. We were probably less shocked by the fall of the Soviet Union a year later than by this boxing defeat and that’s considering the fact that the Soviet Union was a superpower that had enough nukes to destroy the world.

James “Buster” Douglas shocked the world by beating the unbeatable. You would have imagined that the man who beat the unbeatable would have remained unbeatable for a while. That didn’t happen. He took the money, got fat and when he had to defend his title to Evander Holyfield, who was at the time a “blow up” cruiser weight making his way up the heavyweight ranks, he happily fell, collected even more money and disappeared from the public eye. I’ve read that he made a comeback but that didn’t last long and nobody really cared enough to give him another major payday.

https://www.thestar.com/sports/buster-douglas-loving-life-25-years-after-tyson-upset/article_31d40db6-b938-5b1a-85d6-aaa86b8fb776.html

 

 

 By contrast, Tyson actually made a comeback of sorts. He beat the living poo out of several people. Then went to prison and then came out and beat the poo out of even more people. He did get stopped by Evander Holyfield and Lenox Lewis and eventually retired but we still cared enough to pay to watch him. When he came out to fight Jake Paul, he was nearly 60 and whilst Jake Paul, aged 27 got the split decision, plenty of us thought it was rigged and even at “Grandpa” age, Jake couldn’t put him down.

Not everyone is cut out to be a superstar. Some of us are quite happy for a quiet “family” life and it’s good to see that the man who shocked the world is enjoying his quiet life.

However, the story of that fight and what happened provides a lesson. The moral is simple – success can become a problem and defeat can be very instructive. In his book “Undisputable Truth” Mike Tyson puts his defeat down to this – Buster Douglas was training all the way whilst he partied the night before the fight. Douglas lost his title for doing exactly the opposite of what he was doing when he won.

Let’s start with Mr. Tyson. He was at that point considered “unbeatable.” He had everything. Money was “insane” A 90 second fight was a ten million payday. Success in the ring fattened the bank account. It attracted an entourage that expected to be fed and that entourage wasn’t expecting cheap burger meals. Each 90 second destruction was step in establishing that he was indestructible – which meant that there was no need to train. He could party and still beat the other guy. Then he met Mr. Douglas and that changed overnight. After that defeat Mr. Tyson trained like he once did. He went to prison and continued to train. So, by the time he left prison, he was close to his devastating best. That defeat was a wakeup call.

For Mr. Douglas it was an ironically similar story. The man had hit rock bottom. His mum died 23-days earlier and as is often said, rock bottom is the ground is rock solid to head back up. Nobody gave him a chance and so he trained like he never did before and boxed intelligently. He gave his heart and won.

However, when he won, he sat on top of the world. He enjoyed the success and the easy money and by the time he faced the first challenge he was out of shape. Success had clearly taken the edge he had in the Tyson fight. So, you could say that the victory over Tyson was his undoing as much as it was his moment in history.

Success is not permanent. Too many people assume that reaching the top is the pinnacle. They forget that you actually have to stay at the top and that requires the same amount of work if not more that you put in on the way up.

Defeat is also not permanent, especially if you learn from it. Too many people break apart when they taste defeat and they never pick themselves up and slink away. Unfortunately, the path of any form of success will be filled with setbacks. People often quit when they’re on the verge of “making it” because they fell after a setback. 

 

Hiding Problems.

 Ever since I ended up with my current partner, I’ve become a fan of an online cartoon series called “Bubu and Dudu,” a bear and panda couple. Stories are usually around everyday themes in love and romance. I love them because they bring out the “cute” that I find so important to existence.

Anyway, the reason why I mentioned these two characters is because I recently saw a cartoon of them with their tummies talking about how they would avoid the things that would make them fat – things like scales and mirrors.

 

 

 While the cartoon is cute and funny, there’s a serious point – namely the fact that many of us, myself included, work on the premise of “if I don’t know it, it’s not a problem.”

I think of my current obsession with my fitness. As I look back at things, I realise that I was already warned about the possibility of ending up diabetic when I was in my 30s. Never looked at another blood test and continued to eat, booze and sleep badly until I needed to take a blood test to get alopurinol for gout and discovered that my blood sugars were way off and the idea of being sick and by extension broke in my later years suddenly became real. Hence, I’m talking non-stop about eating less carbs and moving more.

What is true of personal health is often also true of finances and business. After a decade in the insolvency business, I’ve run into more than a fair share of cases where there were warning signs that things were about to take a turn for the worse. I’ve actually heard the phrase “he signed blindly” more than once when it comes to people who run what is a seemingly successful business.

So, here’s the thing, one shouldn’t go out of his or her way to read depressing things. However, one should not work on the premise of ignorance being bliss. A problem only vanishes when its actually solved rather than when it is ignored. Hence, individuals should listen to their doctors when they’re told that they have an issue. Business leaders should actually listen to the accounts department when they’re told that certain bills are too high.

If you’re not happy with the way you look, the answer is, work on what you’re not happy about. Hire a personal trainer or stylist. Work on your body and dressing. That sends you on a path to looking better. You will not get better looking better by avoiding the mirror.