Writing speeches

Last Friday my buddy Dave and I delivered speeches that we combined together. At our Principal and Vice Principals association retirement dinner, the tradition is that someone speaks for the retiree, then the retiree speaks. Since we were going to speak for each other, we just went up and took turns.

We came up with a theme: Gratitude, Attitude, and Magnitude. And we took turns talking about each other and ourselves, after thanking people we appreciated the support of, (many of whom were in the room). It was a really fun way to mix it up a bit and I hope we made it entertaining, not just self indulgent.

Now I’ve got one more speech to do before I retire, and that’s to the graduating class at our graduation ceremony. I write a unique speech each year, and try to embed relevance to the current class. What I’m really cautious about is to downplay my retirement. This night is not about me, and should not be about me. So, in a way it’s a bit easier to write than the one last week.

Still, every year I spend a lot of time thinking about what I’ll say to the graduates, and this year seems quite challenging. It’s our smallest grad class in years and if I had to describe them as a group, the thing they have in common is that they are all so different. They get along great, but they really don’t have personalities or interests that are alike in any way.

I’m literally thinking as I write this that the differences are what the speech will focus on: Individuality Within Community. That said, I’ll probably change the topic 5 times before I give the speech in two weeks. I enjoy this process because I enjoy writing. A speech is an opportunity to story-tell. It’s a chance to acknowledge and appreciate others. It’s a way to share values within your community.

Writing speeches is also something I’m going to miss in retirement. Not because I like the limelight, but rather because when I write a speech I find that I am able to consolidate my thoughts and ideas into words in a way that I simply wouldn’t if I didn’t have to write the speech. Speeches to me aren’t just about the external sharing of ideas, they are also about the internal synthesis of my thoughts while I write them.

Road rage point system

My buddy started a point system to track his road rage. He can think about frustrations, but if he verbalizes anything, he loses points. If he does something nice like let some in his lane, he gains points. His goal is to be in the plus after every car ride.

I think I could do this if I lived in LA, where traffic moves in a civilized way, as I explained after my recent visit. There is no way I can do this in the Lower Mainland of BC. I spent a fair amount of time driving yesterday and the frustrations just grew. Multiple times I put my indicator on to move into a lane that had room for me, and the car behind me in that lane sped up. Multiple times I was in a long turning lane and someone came from the faster flowering lane and jumped in front of me, because I actual leave a safe amount of space in front of me.

The day he told me about this, I was in the car with him and I started swearing because of an idiot driving in front of us. I looked at him after a series of expletives and said, ‘minus eff-ing 3’, and we both laughed.

But it’s actually not funny, it’s embarrassing. Embarrassing for me that I know I can’t play this game because I’d lose far more than I’d win. And embarrassing for Canadians that when it comes to driving we can’t be as civilized and orderly as Americans in one of their biggest cities.

So if you ever see me driving and my lips are moving, I’m probably not singing along to a tune, I’m cussing at the poor driving etiquette of someone who I wish never got their driver’s licence. And you can be confident that if I was keeping score, I’d be in the minus.

Both good and busy!

I’m exhausted. Thursday night was a late retirement dinner event, and so was Friday night. Then I finally got to the weekend. This morning, Saturday morning, I drove my mom to the airport. From there, I took my daughter into town to look at a rental apartment. We had 45 minutes to kill so we went for coffee and a couple scones. I didn’t realize that would be lunch. We viewed the apartment and walked around the neighbourhood for a bit. Then it was off to the next event.

We met my wife, in-laws, and youngest daughter at the theatre and we saw ‘Come From Away’. This was my second time seeing this wonderful play. Then I took my oldest daughter directly from the theatre to the Tsawwassen ferry terminal so she could head back to Victoria.

I was very hungry by that point and headed to the outlet mall to eat. I arrived home nine and a half hours after heading out this morning and walked straight up to my bedroom and fell asleep for 2 hours. I haven’t even been up an hour and I’m ready to go to bed for the night.

It’s June, school is busy, retirement celebrations are busy, family life is busy. Everything is going well, it’s just a lot of busy. I’m exhausted and I’ve got to get up early and do a few climbs up the Coquitlam Crunch tomorrow morning in training for Everesting the Crunch in August… again something good, going well… just a lot right now. Off to bed to ensure I get a good night’s sleep, because I need it!

Celebration after celebration

Last week I had a personally organized retirement event that I shared with a friend. Yesterday was a dinner for all district retirees. Tonight there’s a dinner for principal and vice principal retirees, and then Monday is a celebration organized by my staff. After this I have one more retirement on July first, organized by my wife for a handful of friends.

It feels like a lot right now. It also feels quite surreal. I’m not used to this much attention coming my way, and if I’m honest, it makes me feel a little uncomfortable. It’s funny, sometimes in a school it feels like anything and everything comes my way and that’s a kind of attention I handle with no problems. But the moment the attention is on me rather than towards me, I want to just avoid it altogether.

Still, I don’t want to come off as complaining, it has been wonderful to reminisce and celebrate with people who have lofted me up, supported, and collaborated with me over my career.…

Part 2

I didn’t get this completed this morning. It’s now 10:15pm and I just got home from the retirement. The speeches are usually a person talking about the retiree, followed by the retiree speaking. My buddy Dave and I took turns talking about each other. I’ll probably share more about this later but for now I’ll just say that this made it extra special. I’m lucky to be retiring at the same time with him and couldn’t think of a better way to celebrate tonight.

I started off the day thinking this all feels like ‘too much’, but I ended the night feeling like my gratitude cup is spilling over… and that’s a completely different and wonderful kind of ‘too much’.

The June rush

I want to say that I’m not going to miss the June rush, but I will. I always chuckle a little when people who are not in education say things like, “You must be winding down to summer now.” It’s much more like ‘ramping up’ than ‘winding down’. There is so much going on in a school in June, and adding retirement events to this just makes it feel a little overwhelming.

Today is a crazy day for me. We have next year’s incoming students visiting for the day, followed by our final PAC meeting, followed by a district retirement dinner. From the moment I hit the gym at 6am until 8pm tonight I don’t have a moment to spare. That said, it should be a really fun day too.

That’s the thing about the June rush, it is simultaneously great and exhausting. It’s a month of dichotomies. It’s I time of event-after-event, but each one of those events is a bit of a celebration. There is excitement about graduation, and ending the year, and there is the sense that the pace is all too much. There is the excitement of changes to come, and the sense of sadness of things ending.

Here’s the thing about the June rush, it’s easy to get stuck in the busyness, in the rush and the planning of event after event, in the checking off the last time you have to do something, and in the melancholy of knowing things are coming to an end. Meanwhile, each event is a gift. Each event is an opportunity to spend time with students and colleagues, and to celebrate the year that was. Yes, June is really busy, but within that busyness is hidden many moments to appreciate.

I can’t wait

Yesterday after work I wrote a longer, rather dystopian post about the future of AI. I developed the idea and the start of the title the night before. I thought up the end of the title, the 3 scenarios, on the drive to work, and I sat at my desk at about 4pm and wrote the post in just over an hour. This was a rare opportunity where I was able to sit, completely uninterrupted for that long, and just wrote a piece, start to finish… I did need some edit time after I published it because I had another work event in the evening, so I couldn’t sit longer and do the final edits.

And that’s what I can’t wait to do when I retire. I want dedicated, uninterrupted writing time. Not like right now, when I’m rushing to get most of this done before connecting with a friend to get a pre-work workout in. Not a 30 minute window where I try to get everything down, create an image, post and share online. Instead, I want an hour or more of undisturbed writing time.

This doesn’t always happen in the summer. I’ll often still feel rushed, with family commitments and other daily activities getting in the way. But it is my hope that in retirement I can actually schedule time to write, make it a priority, and a regular part of my daily routine.

Since joining a gym back in November, I’ve felt very rushed with my writing. It only takes about 12-15 minutes to get to the gym, but the commute costs me roughly a half hour more than my regular morning routine before joining. My workout is also a bit longer than it used to be. So the cost in time has come at the expense of my writing. And often I have to push my daily write to the evening when I’m tired and just want to get it done for the day.

I can’t wait to have more time just to write!

Humankind’s End – Pet, Child, or Colleague? 

Part 1: Frog in the Pot

There is the story of the frog in the pot of boiling water which goes like this: Toss a frog into a boiling pot of water and it will instantly hop out, recognizing the danger of the hot water. However, put a frog in a cold pot of water, very slowly bring it to a boil, and the frog will swim around oblivious to the gradual change in temperature and it will swim until it boils to death. I’ve heard conflicting evidence that questions if this will actually happen, but I think this story is relevant to what we are seeing with AI – Artificial Intelligence – today. 

The reality is that AI is getting smarter and smarter. While there is debate as to when we will have AGI – Artificial General Intelligence or ASI – Artificial Super Intelligence, like the pot set to slowly boil, this time is coming, even if the timeline is unknown. 

What does this mean for us? Well, I would be hard pressed to tell you exactly when this happened, but at some point in the past people stopped doing complicated math calculations by hand and eventually relied more and more on calculators and computers. I could solve a problem like 12,458 divided by 27 to 5 decimal places by doing long division, but why would I? I can use a calculator. I’d know the answer would be accurate, and I’d get that answer much faster than doing the math myself. 

What happens when we get to the point when we have ASI, and all the answers to (almost) all the questions we can ask, can be answered faster and better by the super intelligent AI? Would we want to govern ourselves when the AI can do a better job? Would we want to trust a potentially crooked politician to make expensive economic decisions or would be pick the ASI? Would we want to trust a fallible doctor for a medical diagnosis or would we rather the doctor confer with a super intelligence that has access to every possible diagnosis, and which has looked at many million more scans than the doctor ever did, before making the diagnosis? 

We are approaching the ‘water boiling point’ where we are going to have Artificial Intelligence making most key decisions for us because we would be dumb to try to make those decisions ourselves when we know the ASI can do it so much better than we ever could. 

Part 2: Pet, Child, or Colleague? 

So, assuming that we are going to reach a metaphorical boiling point where we decide to let ASI make many if not most key decisions in our lives, what does the mean for humanity? I think there are one of three inevitable outcomes: We will either become AI’s pet, child, or colleague.

Here are the scenarios as I see them playing out:

Pet: We might think our dogs are pretty smart, but don’t want our dog to make decisions for us. A super intelligent AI may see us as only slightly more intelligent animals, who perhaps should be kept around. However, the super intelligence might not want to align with a warring, superstitious, short lived being who seems to have problems getting along as a species… a species who builds arbitrary borders and exclude each other rather than attempt to get along in any meaningful way. Why wouldn’t an ASI treat us more like pets than as equals? 

Child: We know children will make mistakes and bad decisions, that’s part of growing up. That’s why we have age limits for things like driving and drinking. Maybe an ASI will look at us like children who don’t fully understand how things work, and it will take care of us and manage us like children, taking our wishes into consideration, but not letting us make any crucial decisions on our own… of course it will do this ‘for our own good’… but ultimately treat us like immature children, never really ready to accept full responsibility for ourselves. 

Colleague: This might play out where we maintain our true humanity, but I don’t see it that way. Sure a super intelligent AI might look to collaborate and make our lives better while governing us, while also giving us a voice and some choice about how we are governed. But I envision a different kind of colleague experience. I envision an integration of humans and ASI to create a  cyborg – a being that features both organic and biomechatronic body parts… Essentially connecting our human form with AI integrated assistive parts. Why put up with a slow human with poor sensor capabilities when enhancements will make them much easier to work with? 

Part 3: Inevitability 

While I suspect that most of us would want the outcome to be Colleague, rather than Child or Pet, I don’t believe this is our decision.

We can try to design ASI such that it sees value in working with us, but when our intelligence compared to a super intelligent AI is the equivalent to how we look at chimps, dolphins, or Octopus, we really have to consider why they would want to integrate our intelligence with theirs? While we might look at a chimpanzee and think, “Oh how cute, that one can do sign language, and knows 350 signs,” we don’t also think, “Lets create a relations with that chimp in a way that we share intelligence with them and let them make decisions with or for us. And in the same vein, ASI is unlikely to look at a very bright human and think, “Oh how cute, that human can do abstract calculus or astrophysics in his head… let’s integrate ourselves with this simple creature.” 

Ultimately, an Artificial Super Intelligence is going to make the decision. Maybe there is something unique about the human brain or the human condition that would make an ASI want to integrate with us, but we can’t pretend to know if this would be of interest to the super intelligence or not. We can only hope that’s the case. The reality is that the metaphorical water is boiling, we don’t really know when it’s going to boil, and when it does the fate of humankind will not be up to us.

Finish strong

I share a message that my kids have heard over and over again, “Be safe, be smart.” I say this to them almost every time they leave the house. I don’t care that they are 24 & 26 years old, I deliver this like a mantra. A good friend of mine has a different kind of mantra told at a different times to his kid, and that’s, “Finish strong.”

I’m in need of this mantra right now. The coming weeks are so busy, I’m tired, and yet I’m so close to the end… I’ve got just over 20 work days left until I retire, and I keep telling myself, ‘Finish strong!’

There are other things I’m saying to myself. I’m trying to remember to pause, and to enjoy the celebrations that come with retirement… but the main mantra, the thing that I keep coming back to, is to ‘Finish strong!’

What gives way?

I was reminded recently of the project management triangle. It refers to the fact that you can only chose two of the three: Cheap (cost) / Fast (time) / Good (scope). This is related to what I was thinking, but not really the essence of it. What this made me think of is how we are always making sacrifices.

Right now, my sacrifice(s) seems to be sleep and diet. Everything else is going really well for me. Work is busy, but smooth. I’m seeing a lot of my family. I’ve connected with friends. My workouts are going well. But I’m not sleeping great and I haven’t been paying attention to what I’m eating, or rather I don’t think I’m eating enough.

It’s so hard to have everything going in the right direction all at once. There is always something that seems to be giving way in order to ensure other things are going well. I’m sure that I’ll rebalance my sleep and diet soon, but then will something else falter? I’d like to think not, but that seems to be what happens. Is this a constraints issue like the management triangle? Or is it just me?

Battery recharge

Next week is going to be extremely busy. I’ve got something on the go every day, and a couple of those days will take a lot out of me. I think this coming week will be the busiest of the month. I’m going to need to maximize my rest and be very efficient with my time.

I find weeks like this exhausting not just because the schedule is crazy but also because I end up getting less sleep. I head to bed wired and thinking about what I still have to do, and that results in me staying up later, and not getting as much rest. I am aware of this, and yet I can’t seem to break the pattern.

I’m me of my biggest goals in retirement is figuring out a better sleep pattern. I know that not having an all-day work agenda should make things better… but I fear that heading into summer, I’ll actually just stay up later. This is normal for me during the summer, when the days are longer.

My challenge is to find a routine where I’m fully recharging my battery because this is one aspect of healthy living I have not figured out. I can eat well and work out regularly with minimal effort now because these are habits I’ve developed. They don’t take motivation and discipline, they just get done as part of failing living.

A good night’s sleep still requires effort, and the discipline to go to bed early enough. I have to figure out how to routinize sleeping, rather than relying on motivation… Because my motivation isn’t strong enough. And weeks like the one coming remind me that sleep can make or break the kind of week I end up having.

And on that note… I’m off to bed.