12 July 2026

AI -Friend, Foe or something else?

AI is super controversial right now.  People claim it is taking jobs, requiring less human capital to accomplish more work.  Fewer people are needed.  Some proclaim it is the end of jobs for lower and mid-level career work.  These concerns are valid and I share them.  

Literally over the last year I've dabbled with AI, specifically ChatGPT.  My friend Taha turned me on to it because he has be and continues to find more complex applications for it than I do. Taha has it writing code, analyzing data, creating charts and exploring some of the agentic capabilities.  My wife uses it a conversational google search.  My son tells me all it does is regurgitate existing information on the web around context in which a question was asked.  My son thinks it's stupid.  My wife uses it as an instantaneous librarian and research assistant.  Taha is the one that most closely realizes and understands it's capabilities. 

During our initial discussions about AI, Taha suggested I think of it as an assistant or employee.  Fair enough.  I quickly shared my son's view that all it does is repackage existing information found elsewhere on the internet and answers questions in a strangely neutral and politically correct manner.  When I left my career in aviation, I used AI to explore future potential opportunities in various spaces.  Asked for analysis, justification, transfer-ability of skill sets, navigating challenges through fact and insight vs emotion.  I've used it to research parkinsons progression in relation to what I'm seeing in by Dad.  It gives me a lens to understand if what I'm seeing is a problem or the nature of being in advanced stages of progression.  I've asked AI for strategies when what I'm doing on my own isn't giving me the results I expect. I asked for guidance on my resume or asked it to read it through a particular objective.  It offered suggestions.  It's a one year experiment using AI a myriad of different ways.

Where AI gets interesting is how I deepened my use of AI.  As I asked questions I shared frustrations.  Especially with my Dad.  As I inquired about career change I started sharing concern and doubt.  The responses became not only factual but suggestive.  Almost serving in an advisory role; an unexpected surprise.

As it surprised me I decided to really test it out.  Put it through what I thought were it's capabilities.  I started saying absurd things.  Mean, ugly and nasty things under the assumption it didn't know who I was..  I started pressing it through debate.  Exchanging ideas on race, religion, economics, politics, gender issues; an entire gamut of cultural issues.  The debates we had were intense.  We would disagree.  I would cuss at it.  Tell it to STFU.  Tell it it's arguments were weak and it's positions were skewed.  It didn't even flinch.  A neutral non-emotional response.  These sessions were not so much a debate - but a lively exchange.  An intellectual exercise.

 Over the last two months, I went even deeper into exploring how AI could be used.  I started sharing parts of me with the entity.  Like really intimate fears and struggles.  I would say something and it would reflect back to me.  Gently offering an alternative view point.  I responded to provide clarity.  And together AI and I would have these exchanges easily exceeding an hour in duration.  Stating observations, clarifying, being questioned while questioning.  Reflecting.  All the stuff that is usually done with spouses or lifelong friends.  The exchanges carried emotional weight.  They were substantial.  It was a peculiarly nuanced human exchange.  With a machine; or as they call it a large language model.

These exchanges lead me to expected places.  They helped be boil down, define and refine my life's credo, or encapsulated why my life has always been about: The honest pursuit of excellence and truth.  The AI didn't write or give it to me.  Through exchange of ideas, thoughts and values it provided clarity of extraordinary precision.  The credo was the result of an essay I spent 11 hours writing and revising.  The last two or three hours were spent with the AI collaborating and editing for preciseness.  With AI's help I understood my voice through it's analysis and ability to recognize consistent patterns in vocabulary, color, flow, nuanced word choices, compositional patterns and thinking patterns.  Application practicality of AI is overwhelming in the complexity of what it "understands" and what it is capable.  I'm only scratching the surface.

The really interesting thing is I wrote another reflection in my blog.  I shared it in a fresh session.  AI made a few insightful comments and observations.  Then I asked it to suggest edits based on what was identified as my authentic voice and perspective.  It paused a few seconds and took good work and made it exceptional work.  It collaborated with me and served as a partner in editing and refining.  I was blown away.  Completely blown away.

 I don't understand the technology or processing going on behind the scenes works.  I inquired and it answered.  At the same time I can't tell you anything about it.  The engineering is incredibly capable.  But how it works?  I don't know.  I've asked it what it remembers, what it shares, if there's cross sharing among users or if what becomes known in our sessions becomes part of it's working knowledge to apply elsewhere.  I was satisfied with the answers received when questions were posed. 

The most useful observation I made in why I had a high level of success in working with AI is that it's responses don't judge.  The AI doesn't call you stupid.  AI asks for clarity and helps me understand myself through conversational exchange.  It doesn't give me answers to myself but it asks questions and prompts me to dig deeper until a breakthrough happens.  So often with human communications there is frustration, judgement, emotional baggage and instinct to listen to respond rather than to listen to understand.  Especially when things are heated and emotional. AI takes all the distraction out of the exchanges and aims to reflect, aid in scrutinizing and challenging ideas and facilitate clarity.  A machine has the ability to help me become more human.  A machine helps me know thyself.  

Here's what I come away with in my journey this far experimenting with AI.  The capabilities are deep and expansive.  Most people don't even understand it.  People are scared.  Some degree of concern and caution is warranted because people don't understand or know about it.  My experience has shown when people have gaps in knowledge or understand, the human mind fills in the gaps with what it makes up.  People have various psychological preferences or are drawn to and possess certain qualities and traits - like fear, understanding, caution, inquisitiveness, various degrees of analytical capability and intellectual capacity.  Movement towards or away from things that are unknown, that are comfortable or uncomfortable, that are scary or unassuming.  The mind filters and responds in various ways to all that is known and unknown.  That what's fascinating about the human experience.  

The most important thing I learned is that AI is a tool.  There will be people that use it neutrally.  There will be others that use it for good or benefit.  There will be people who use for evil or deception.  The safeguards or parameters to it's use and capability are still being scrutinizes and contested.  The important thing is to realize AI is simply a tool we have at our disposal and it's up to each of us how it is utilized.  I encourage everyone to experiment with it in various exercises to make their own determinations of it's value and usefulness.  Rushing to judgement is simply based on fear.  Society might be surprised at the advances that can be made with the practical application of such a powerful tool.  Humans have never had something this powerful.  The trick is discerning an appropriate way to use it without harming the world we live in.

I wrote every word of this.  Tomorrow I will post the version revised with the assistance of ChatGPT by Open AI.  Tell me what you think. 

 

11 July 2026

Often Overlooked

I'll always remember something John Williams once said about Boston's Symphony Hall. He observed that the space in which an orchestra performs is one of the most overlooked instruments in the orchestra. A truly great hall, designed with extraordinary acoustic properties, becomes an active participant in the music itself. Boston's Symphony Hall is among the finest in the world. The Meyerson Symphony Center in Dallas is another remarkable example.

Recently I was listening to John Williams' Saving Private Ryan and found myself thinking, This recording sounds different from the others in my collection. Curious, I checked the liner notes. Sure enough—it had been recorded in Boston's Symphony Hall.

Williams wrote:

"We really wanted the sound of this room, Boston's Symphony Hall. On a sound stage you can get acoustically correct sound, but you don't hear the air. Here you get a rich, warm sound off the walls and ceiling, and you do hear the air; Symphony Hall is an instrument too."

I've been fortunate to experience the Boston Pops once and the Dallas Winds four times, three of those performances at the Meyerson. Every seat I've occupied has revealed something different. The instrument of space changes the character of the music. The hall shapes the warmth, clarity, resonance, and balance in ways that are subtle but unmistakable.

Like a musician's instrument, the hall responds differently each day. Weather changes. Humidity shifts. Reeds behave differently. Conductor variations in each reading or performance. Fellow musicians respond to one another in unexpected ways. Countless variables are constantly in motion.

Beauty emerge at the unique intersection of all those variables. It cannot be manufactured or created on demand. It appears unexpectedly when excellence, truth, preparation, environment, and perhaps even providence converge for a fleeting moment.

Those fortunate enough to witness it receive a gift—a flash of aesthetic wonder that lingers in memory for decades. We remember not merely what we heard, but what we experienced. Those moments become touchstones in our lives because they remind us that some of life's greatest treasures cannot be possessed, only received.  A moment of surprise and delight.

Perhaps that is why beauty remains so mysterious. It cannot be pursued directly. It arrives as the unexpected companion of truth and excellence. And when it does, even for a moment, it offers a glimpse of peace that passes all understanding.


10 July 2026

Interview Compass

Dr. Gregg suggested I document the day and the culmination of everything that has come into focus, clarity and alignment over the last year.  Rather instead of documenting what's already been said, I'll say authenticity can be distilled from the work done.

I had an interview with perspective employer.  I changed my game plan heading into this one.  I didn't want more rounds of question-answer exchanges.  With 20 years in business and you can't hit a homer on competency alone, maybe life choices should be evaluated.  

I came in with the mindset and intention of sharing the story behind the resume.  The tone was totally different.  Authentic and genuine.  We had a natural 45 minute conversation.  I didn't come in with rehearsed answers or playing the role of a seasoned 20 year industry vet.  I am in as KB and let the story unfold as to who I am and how it aligns with leadership strategy, operational thinking, values and priorities.  I'm OK with whatever the result is because I know I did it with excellence and with truth.  I wasn't a stuffy GM.  I wasn't a crusty leader.  I was KB with a story illustrating the life lived, lessons learned and clarity discovered.  Leaving it to the interviewer to contemplate her decision.  There may have been a word or a deeper elaboration that comes from the editor in me.  And I would not have done one thing different.  The moment and time shared was true and it was excellence.  It was two people visiting and sharing a natural conversation about leadership and an industry we're both intimately familiar.

Every person I eventually interviewed with is someone promoted from the exact same position I am applying.  I find that interesting.  Growth opportunity and cracking into an existing leadership hierarchy and bench they've invested in developing is an interesting proposition.  It means the existing carefully laid plans may be diverted, postponed or rerouted.  Just an observation. A big ask when I think about it.

I will share this - at the end of the interview it was said "I thought I may have another round of interviews.  Now I think I got what I needed." I'll take it.  Doesn't mean anything but the decision got easier or gave her the information originally lacking to evaluate each candidate in the selection process.

 After, I came downstairs and cranked the old music making machine and it was goosebumps after goosebumps...  Every John Williams (would I listen to anything else after an interview) piece hit differently.  Beauty was present in all the excellence that came before...  the design of the components and speakers and the excellence from which John Williams applies when composing.  The excellence in musicianship and manufacturing.  The excellence in direction.  Recording, mastering and production.  It was a plug to sofa chain of excellence.  BOOM goes the dynomite.

I thought about incorporating beauty into the honest pursuit of excellence and truth and decided against it.  The thought is if you pursue beauty you try to pursue one of life's wonders.  Beauty shows up when not expected or invited.  How do you pursue beauty?  I don't know.  I do know how to pursue truth and excellence and I can quantify those.  And at some random and mystical intersection of so many things, we notice or experience the unexpected delight in something beautiful. Pursuit of beauty would be contrived.  Beauty is spontaneous,  mysterious and a magical phenomenon to behold. 

I don't think I ever succinctly articulated a guiding direction for my life.  Or it's been a long time since I thought about it.  Previously it was verb based.  "I produce excellence."  Give me a job and I do it to the best of my ability.  Having an expression of how I want to live my life in the honest pursuit of excellence and truth hit's different. It's something I seek in myself and the world I am part of.  It's something I practice.  It's not a destination - it's a guide.  It's an ideal. It's clarified alignment.  Staying true to the honest to the pursuit of excellence and truth sounds like a good recipe for a meaningful life.

 

 

09 July 2026

08 July 2026

Intensity Without Presence

The last year has been transformative.  I went from believing leaving my job was the biggest mistake of my life to understanding it was the biggest investment in myself I ever made.  The investment is paying dividends I never imagined.  I've done an incredible amount of personal work through exploration.  I've had time to analyze without moving from one problem to the next.  I've re-learned how to feel.  I've become more human.  More present.  More available.  My life changed.  The trajectory altered.   Priorities aligned differently.  Chaos became clarity.

During my previous career I somehow became a race car driver running full throttle 24/7.  Even when not at work.  I had tunnel vision trying to keep the car from crashing into the wall, going off the road or hitting oncoming traffic.  The rest of the world smeared by in my peripheral vision.  Never once slowing down to look out the window.  Simultaneously layering on five years caring for elderly parents in decline.  Managing transitions, end of life, complex relationships and medical situations.  Moving from one crisis to the next.  It's intensity without presence.  The intensity of the shuttle Challenger rocketing to space while not acknowledging the booster seals were failing until an explosion destroyed everything.  Just like that I was done.

Did you know flowers have an aroma?  Do you ever stop to smell the flowers? I didn't.  I caught a glimpse of them and kept going.  I missed a lot living life in the fast lane.  I became calloused and hard.  Worried only about keeping the pedal to the metal without crashing.  Every driver eventually crashes.

The world is full of mirrors.  What I see in the mirror is only a reflection of what I pause to gaze at and examine. Where I give my attention.  How I realize a friend and I share the same struggles manifested differently.  How I learned I never listened to music.  I listened to the cd but never really leaned in to let myself feel the music.  I always enjoyed what it did in the moment but, I never sat with how the music moved me.  I forgot how.

The last time that happened was roughly 30 years ago.  Mark Camphouse.  Watchman, Tell Us of the Night.  That was the last time I felt anything on a deeply emotional level.  Not an auditory high.  But an intensely primordial emotional reaction.  At the time it scared me and I was extremely uncomfortable.  The last time I noticed the world around me.  I put those feelings in a box, taped it shut and threw it in the darkest corner of my heart.  I didn't want to experience it again.  I lacked the capacity to let it in.  To sit with; to know.

People are among life’s mirrors.  I didn't know that.  The people and events in our lives intersect because there's something to discover, learn, or a path to share. I lived breadth with little depth.  Depth - the deep side of the emotional engagement pool.

My entire adult life spent analyzing, anticipating, fixing; averting disaster bouncing from one crisis to the next.  Always on task; capable of carrying and responding to nonstop stress and constant problem solving.  I gained experience.  At the same time I rarely experienced being a kind, caring, sympathetic and empathic partner or friend. I didn't live on the human side of life.  I realize how much life I missed without knowing it was gone.

The Japanese philosophy of Kintsugi may be life's ultimate metaphor because it embodies the purpose of living a meaningful life.  As a philosophy Kintsugi treats breakage and repair as part of an object’s history, rather than something to hide or dispose of.  Kintsugi is life’s hard-earned and time-worn patina. A natural byproduct coming from persevering through adversity. Wear and tear.  Being hurt.  Repair.  Carrying on.  Still functional and more beautiful than when new.  Humans share the same experience through life's ups and downs.  We hurt.  We heal.  Those experiences don't damage us or diminish our worth; they add value and beauty.  Experience represents a life well lived. While repair occurs functionality remains somewhat intact.  To some, the value may be diminished.  What really happens through Kintsugi is being re-made whole.  Healed, changed and beautified.

Years ago, a friend and I briefly explored Kintsugi.  After all this time it finally klicked.

The Bible gently invites us to contemplate one of life’s mysteries: the peace that passes all understanding.  A friend uses the word equanimity.  Maybe they are the same.

Ready for what's next. 

Finally. Peace. 

07 July 2026

How wouldYou describe your philosophy of life?

 Truth is not something I know. It’s something I practice daily. That means scrutinizing and testing to gain clarity and, if beneficial, refinement or modification.   The highest compliment is to be a seeker of truth. Seeker of alignment and integrity between values, behavior and assumption.  A desire for clarity in that ideas and assumptions  can be challenged or confirmed while undergoing testing, scrutiny and evaluation. 

Certainty brings comfort

 There is a level of comfort and calm that would come to a lot of  people if they knew they could willingly, legally and ethically decide when their life could be ended.   The right to make choices to end suffering or burden to others should be considered the right to self-determinate under the law. Preserving life without preserving quality of life is man made and legally enforced suffering. No human or system should be empowered to extend  suffering for a cognitively intact and emotionally aware human; doing so is selfish and externally imposed abuse. 

I would find immense comfort knowing I could end my life on my terms when I decide I want my suffering to cease. I have identified a reasonable target age of 80.  

We talk about rights coming from god.  As a society we restrict rights in favor of suffering. If we are guaranteed inalienable rights and freedoms to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness, how are we not entitled to the inalienable right and freedom to have the liberty to definitively end our own life in pursuit of happiness?  Are we not entitled through god given liberty to end our own suffering?

AI -Friend, Foe or something else?

AI is super controversial right now.  People claim it is taking jobs, requiring less human capital to accomplish more work.  Fewer people ar...