Memo to Doug Parker, CEO, American Airlines (DASM)
Dear Mr. Parker, I'm a two-million miler on your airline and a full-fare fist class passenger. I routinely hand out recognition slips you provide me to the crews because the cabin service is usually terrific. But you have a very unfortunate
The First Sale
The co-author of my very first book, with whom I had worked for ten years prior in a Princeton consulting firm, and who was a fantastic sales guy (he ran Europe and I ran the Far East and Latin America),
I Didn’t Hear the Earthquake, Did You?
Would someone like to explain how Steve Wynn pays over $7 million to a manicurist he raped, setting up a shell company for the sole purpose of making that payment, and NO ONE comes forward to report this behavior in
Episode 26: Driver’s Ed
Don't tell me you don't have any faith when you drive on the highway with people all around you steering deadly weapons. I share my thoughts on the roads today. From bike riders, to people who text while driving, to people
My Feminine Side
In case you still believe in, or are impressed by, these stupid "Who's Who" recognitions which are contingent upon your buying the ensuing book, I just received, from one Angelina Castellano, the opportunity to qualify as a "woman of distinction"
Alan Weiss’s Monday Morning Memo® – 2/5/18
The op ed columnist Nicholas Kristof wrote in yesterday's Times that "more people are believing Dylan Farrow" (the adopted daughter who is accusing Woody Allen of molestation from the time she was seven). I have no idea what did
Shortcuts Lead to Poverty
The amount of spam and scam on the internet is bewildering. (I remember the great song from the play Avenue Q: "The Internet Was Made for Porn.") My conclusion is that there are sufficient amounts of people responding to Nigerians
The Show Must Go On
We saw Into the Breeches by George Brant last night at Trinity Rep in Providence (the play takes place in 1942 Providence). The Premise: During the war, the "Oberon Theater" was forced to use gay men in women's roles and women
Trodding the Boards
We went to the GAMM theater in Rhode Island last night, a very intimate place (130 seats) and we have front row seats. The acting is always outstanding and I'm often more fascinated by it than the play (last night
This Food for the Brontosaurus Is No Longer Needed
I bought a new computer. I received a new credit card processing machine. And the phone guy had to repair my office phone lines. So all the connections underneath my desk and credenza had to be examined. They turned out to