Friday 28 February 2003
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It's raining again. These days it always seems like its raining. Luckily, we need it here in this drought ridden desert.
Frdangerous has asked me a question I have heard more than enough times, and to which my first response was to put up a wall of defenses. Yet I promised myself in my first entry that I would be brutally honest, regardless of whose feelings I might hurt. Those ground rules have to apply to me as well.
They say God doesn't set before you more than you can bear. Let's see. Right now He's calling me to active discernment, increased local convention responsibilities, and further financial woes due to a money pit of a house.
Yet, I don't feel as stressed as I did earlier this week. People who did not "volunteer" me but who instead would have supported me either way have conveyed faith in my capabilities as a program chair. I have had offers of help from various people I know. And the rain continues to fall and give me hope.
I think I shall put the discernment process on the long term goals list. I don't feel comfortable with the idea still. I have plenty of things I can use to distract me from such thoughts--such as programming a convention in only six months time. I have plenty of walls to build and hide behind, and I think I shall. Yet, for the first time I realise that I will have to come back and face this oft-repeated question head on or it will surely haunt me for the rest of my days.
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It's amazing how the rain refreshes the soul. Sometimes i feel like a bruised flower, parched, who luxuriates in the massage of the rain, and the lift of my supports that the new water brings. An eProp for reminding me of that feeling.
Paul,
The devil speaking: how comforting to imagine that God has a plan for each and every one of us, and that he doesn't give us more than we can handle. Nah, it's a clockwork universe--set in motion long ago, and left to run on its own. Now, while the existence of a clock implies a clockmaker, that doesn't mean He is watching it every second. He may step in and wind the mechanism, or give it a good paintjob, or sell it in the clockstore to someone else, but spend all his time on it, he doesn't.
In the old days, the Con Chairman did it all. I didn't have a Programming Chair for LepreCon 9. I guess it can't be avoided now--the system has evolved to ever greater complexity, and more volunteers are needed. Too bad that the volunteers are being volunteered by each other, instead of truly stepping forward because they want to do the job.
Which gives me an idea that I'd like you to share with Kitty and all the essential staff that make our conventions happen. You'll have to do it (sorry, I'm volunteering you, but you CAN turn this calling down) because I'm not in that group any more, and never will be again. Of course, if you do turn it down, you'll just get stuck with more and more convention responsibilities in the future. A good man is hard to find.
There should be a few sessions at each convention for the recruitment of new volunteers, and the training of them. Someone should give a few speeches during the biggest functions, or indeed at all well-attended events telling con-goers how to volunteer to help with the next one.
I personally think that you could do a wonderful job as Programming Chair, and that you do have friends who will help you if you simply ask them in the right fashion. But, you don't HAVE to do it. I've been volunteered a few times in my life. Sometimes I said ok. Sometimes I said no, I'm not going to do it. Although turning it down throws the pressure back on the friend who volunteered you, that's ok. Even somene as wonderful and deserving as Kitty doesn't have the right to make such decisions for you.
Let's follow through the consequences of possible decisons: (1) You decide being Programming Chair could be a lot of fun. Your brain and heart are engaged, and because of your enthusiasm, you attract a lot of wonderful participants, and Coppercon is a big success. (2) you do the job out of a sense of duty--you get the same old participants as years previous--the con goes ok--no change. (3) you hate the job--you slack off--not much exciting happens--the con flops. (4) you turn the job down--they have to look for another candidate, and if they find one, that person has the same 3 options I mentioned above. (5) you turn the job down, they can't find another candidate--the responsibility falls back on the overall Con Chairman. She either does the job herself, or decides the Con doesn't need a lot of programming. She then offers function space to the traditional groups that want it, i.e. gamers, and anime phreaks, and masqueraders, etc. Each takes care of their own projects. We don't have a lot of boring panels that are sparsely attended. The con saves a lot of money because it doesn't have to give away free memberships to every semi-pro within a thousand miles. It goes free-form. Most people do what they do anyway--wander around dealers' room, party, get together with their friends. Everyone still has a lot of fun. The con saves money. The number of volunteers is reduced. (6) Worst case: the Con Chair can't get help to do her programming, can't or won't do it herself, feels too pressured by it all, and pulls out of her job as Con Chair. The convention collapses for lack of anybody to actually run the dang thing. About 100 people say something like, "aw, that's too bad. No Coppercon." They go on with their lives. Nobody really misses it. All good things come to an end sooner or later.
Looking at the consequences, it is plain that it is your moral duty to refuse the job as Programming Chair if you don't really want to do it. One act of rebellion on your part could actually free a lot of people.
Seems to me that I envisioned two really good outcomes up above: number one and number five. You have the power to cause any of the six, although you don't have all the power. I believe in free will and alternate universes. All possibilities happen--if not in this universe, then in the one next door. You decide now which universe this particular version of you will inhabit up the line.
As for your money pit of a house, can't do too much about that. A person needs to live somewhere. It's going to cost you money wherever it is. At the least, your home is a place that is friendly to you. You can be friendly to it, and what else would be a better use for the money. Cheer up! It's no mansion, but you have a really cool home. Hang in there!
--Ken the Devil
My availability for CuCon will pick up greatly after Comic Con - I'm basically sewing the dresses for an entire bridal party that's taking place there. Until then, however, I could probably make a few planning meetings.
I'll definitely help you out where I can.
oops! To clarify - I'm sewing the bridesmaid dresses and wedding gown for a wedding that's taking place at ComicCon. sheesh! my command of the English language is slipping considerably...
You bring up a lot of good points, Trollgod, many of which have been brought to my attention by others or myself. I do like your idea about soliciting for volunteers and staff at major events, and I will actively seek such action. Thank you!
And thank you, again, for the offer of assistance, Kreleia! Good luck on the dresses! Who's getting married at ComicCon?
I guess I should explain more of the background than what I have thus far. I could start at the beginning, but because its my journal I'll start where it all began to effect me.
At the January meeting of the ConProgramTeam, it was brought to our attention that CopperCon XXIII Program Chair Lee Whiteside was looking for a backup Program Director. Chris, the current director, had sent out a vague message a few months ago which was either a request to step down or a request for help. No one was certain of which. Repeated E-mails, V-mails, and messages left with his wife and close friends had solicited no return messages.
Kitty asked Mike Cassidy and I, the only team members not already a program director or at-con programming coordinator for a local convention in either 2003 or 2004, if either of us would like to do it. Mike and I said, "No," and we each gave our excuses. While Mike's excuse was left as is, each of my excuses were shot down by each of the team members except Mike. I was eventually asked if I would at least think about it, and I conceded.
At the February meeting it was said that I had agreed to do the job! I quickly said that I had been asked to think about it, and that I was still not interested. Lori backed me on this issue, but Kitty and Larry were fairly insistant that I had agreed.
After the Sunday Megameeting this month, I was IMed by Lori who said that Mike Willmoth had told the CopperCon XXIII meeting that I had agreed to step in as program director. When Lori corrected him by explaining that I had just turned it down that Monday at the Program Team meeting Mike had missed by going to Gallifrey One, he apparently snapped at her, explaining that I had already said otherwise.
Kitty started using kid gloves with me as she saw my resentment growing at the prospect of being volunteered against my will and started telling people that they ought to see if Joe Levy would be interested. After all, he is a good friend of Chris, and he has already been adding the existing participant data to the database.
Mike Willmoth then sent out an E-mail to the ConProgramTeam list which stated that Lee had agreed to use me, and that I needed to forward my contact information to Mike so that he could forward it to Lee. This was the point at which I felt the weight of everything bare down on me, and posted as much here in my journal.
In the next few days or so I solicited advice from many of my friends who are familiar with all those involved. The concensus was that I should turn it down in such a way as to make clear that I would have nothing to do with the ConProgramTeam and Mike Willmoth ever again. As I'm not that confrontational as to willingly burn bridges that don't need burning, I kept praying for a release from my inner turmoil.
Eventually, both Lori and Wayne had mentioned in separate conversations that they thought I could do it, but felt that I shouldn't agree to it because of the way it was handled. Lori further convinced me that I should give it a try while saying that she'd support me in further turning it down.
So, despite the fact that I haven't heard of any of CopperCon XXIII's Guests of Honour before, I finally agreed to do it on my terms. I think they'll regret putting me in charge because I'm going to aim to get rid of all the silly high school politics and low-technological ways things get done. And I'm going to make it clear that I don't want business as usual if they actually want me to do the job. I do something right or not at all. One of my first things is making sure that much of the stuff is delegated to those who can complete those tasks best. That'll leave me time to the parts of the job which I'll do best. I've seen one too many times problems pop up simply because someone didn't want to delegate some of their power to someone more qualified. It's silly and it hurts the convention overall.
Anyway, I hope that makes things a little more clear for everyone. If any readers have any programming requests feel free to post them here, E-mail them, or otherwise communicate them to me.
Chow!
2 eProps for committing to doing something right, or not at all (CopperCon). Makes me wish I lived in Arizona so I could go. Then again, I live in the Atlanta metro area and I never go to DragonCon. Maybe I'll go this year? (Probably not!!)
Anyways, on the topic of the clock ticking, I have a coworker who says just the same thing. He says that if there is an omnipotent God, then he can't imagine why this God would want to have a personal relationship with all of us, or why He would want to reveal Himself to us anyway.
It's these kinds of discussions that make me test my own faith even more. It would be easy to dismiss alternate opinions as heresy, but instead I can reaffirm my own faith, and belief in a God who yes, is the Clockmaker, but also Who wears the clock like a watch on a chain next to His heart. I truly believe we aren't just going about without continual notice. We just can't imagine how that's possible because it isn't in our realm of thinking that is based in linear-time and has finite grasp.
Faith is a mystery. Some people just can't see that, or are willing to accept that. Of course, this is just one 30-something's opinion on life, the universe and everything.
Hang in there cherny, you can do it!
Thanks!
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