Why Martin Luther King, Jr. never gave his I Have a Business Plan Speech

 

Unless you put yourself on news diet in higher education or have tossed out all the emails from your university, you’ve been deluged with news about the new kids on campus, innovation and his big brother, disruption.  The innovation movement influences the naming of buildings, the funding of new initiatives, the design of curricular offerings and the branding of programs for our students. What I want to address here is not technological innovation, machine intelligence nor the rise of the robots; I want to address social innovation.  As a twenty-year student of civic engagement on campuses, I’ve been tracking the introduction of programs in social innovation and social entrepreneurship across the country. As chronicled by Ashoka U, more courses are being taught, more faculty are on board, more programs of study are being created and more campuses are signing up to be Changemaker campuses, forty-five universities here and abroad. All to the good. That is how programs are created and make their way into the academic mainstream. Like any new program or discipline that aims to make a place in higher education, problems are framed, claims are advanced, journals are founded, organizations are created, and work begins to establish a presence on campuses.

What is so new about innovation? In some flavors of social entrepreneurship, there is a claim that social entrepreneurship is the panacea we have all been waiting for, that it is new, that it is distinctive and that is far superior to other approaches to social change. In 2015, McBride and Mlyn offered their critique of social innovation’s embrace in higher education, privileging new ideas that will be birthed by our students, instead of carefully teaching them the skills that it really takes to put sound ideas in place—those civic skills and community organizing strategies. As they note, “Engaged citizens know the roles of public, private, and nonprofit sectors and the tools that leverage their work together”.

A recent article in the New York Times takes the recent batch of entrepreneurs to task for solving all wrong problems, those that address the lives of the privileged and connected, paying lip service to social improvement in a cynical use of the term “changing the world”. In Design: The Invention of Desire, Jessica Helfand berates the impulse to destroy, creatively or not. Is “nothing worth saving…is it necessary to start from scratch every time?” According to Helfand, the principles that should guide innovation are not clever branding schemes or the launch of programs that affect people’s lives with the idea that we should fail fast and fail often. As she argues, the values most important for innovation include “empathy, humility, compassion and conscience.” I just looked it up in Google; there is no app for that.

When we think about educating our students for lives and work in the 21st century, we must not neglect their lives as active members of their communities, whether they become volunteers, board members, teachers, social workers, philanthropists, artists, activists, opinion leaders, public officials or other roles.  In a recent issue of Humanities, Danielle Allen reminds us that we ignore our job to nurture “participatory readiness” in our students, preparing them for lives of civic and political participation. The role of arts, humanities and social sciences is particularly important here, although as scholar and teachers, it is also our job to create new tools that fit new social, economic and political challenges.

Fifteen years ago, at the behest of the leadership of the Campus Compact, I co-taught a year long course titled American Traditions of Philanthropy with Brown University Professor Ann Dill. We enrolled students from elite schools, from the public university, four-year college and community college, as well as a private college whose focus was business education and another private Catholic college. After a year’s worth of lectures and an end-of-the-semester community project, we asked students to article their philosophies of doing good. The students from the public four-year and community colleges stipulated that their obligation was to give back to the communities that had nurtured them by becoming teachers, social workers, and health professionals. The students from the business college believed that their role was to apply their management skills to direct nonprofits, which they believed were poorly managed. They contended that doing so would go a long way to changing the world. The students from the private Catholic university saw themselves empowering community members as citizens. Their role was as community organizers. Finally, the students from the elite universities characterized their role as thought leaders and organizational founders. They saw the current landscape of nonprofit organizations and government agencies as inadequate to serve and change communities; new organizations needed to take their place. These differences in how these students saw their roles in the world were striking—some as direct service workers, others as community organizers, still others as managers and finally others as founders and innovators. We need to be sensitive to the ways in which we empower our students and help them understand their agency in the world.

As we consider which students and campuses are in the community engagement and social innovation fields, we can ask which of our students are truly empowered to be social entrepreneurs? Which are delegated to do more direct service without much access to take up leadership or management roles? We should be clearer about these differences and understand to role of campus culture in citizen making.

Great examples of programs on some campuses aim to marry skills in developing and organizing resources, in working with teams, and with critical analysis. Students don’t create new enterprises until they have worked in the problem space. Students and recent graduates whose goals are social entrepreneurship need time “apprenticing with a problem” as Papi-Thornton characterizes it, understanding how organizations already in place define the problem and their theories of change. Working with others and against the current model of the entrepreneur as a single heroic individual develops the skills and orientations citizens need to truly make a difference.

Paul Light’s Driving Social Change reminds us that transformational change never employs such one tool. Advocacy without the passage of laws gets us nowhere. Volunteerism without a larger conceptualization of the roots of the social problems may be short sighted and misplaced. Without those who are preserving the social safety while others are creating new organizations, many would suffer. No question, we do need new blood and new thinking that addresses problems with which we have become too comfortable. I would argue that we should help our students understand that an array of tools is required for social engagement that improves the lives and communities. Students should understand the role of important books, films and other media that have brought issues to the fore, the role of the civil and the public sectors, the history and life cycles of social movements, and when and why a new organization should be created. Importantly, they can appreciate that a business plan is not a social movement. The anchoring of social entrepreneurship in some business schools has tied them to the business plan as the way to organize for social change. Business thinking that points to ramping up and scaling projects may not the best fit given the complicated nature of social problems. Context matters. Echoing many calls for increased civic education, students need to better understand the tools of citizenship and advocacy. We need to expand the tools students master for involvement in the community, not shoehorn them into narrow views of how change happens.

Dear President Trump

Before I get down to matters of substance, let me first review the ways in which you can assault my character, identity, appearance and politics. This way before you call me any names in a tweet, we can just stipulate that I already know all of this. So, your response can address matters of political theory, social conventions, the ideals of the American democracy and current fashions. I come in friendship.

So, to start off, let me just say that I am not an attractive woman based on any of the conventional measures. For gosh sakes, I am almost as old as you and I know in many people’s books that already assigns me to the trash heap of beauty discards. Also, I have dark hair; It is clear that you prefer blondes—Betsy DeVos, Kelly Ann Conway, Kirstjen Nielson, some of your wives, Stormy Daniels—maybe there are others. I also have some grey hair. I know that your blonde mane suffers none of the assaults that many of us experience as we age. I also have curly hair, which as far I can tell is under-represented in your administration. I don’t straighten it, as I should, because its natural tendencies remind me of my Portuguese ancestors but I assure you, I am a real American. I just look like an immigrant sometimes because of my coloring, my hair and my tendency to clean up after other people and do some landscaping around the yard.

It should also be admitted right here that I have short legs. I think you prefer women with model length legs. If I wanted to be a long jump distance athlete, I would have preferred long legs as well but so far, despite this disability and all the others I have listed, I do well enough. Statistically, speaking, I can state that I am a lightweight, tipping the scales at about 110 pounds. Still, I am heavier than that more famous lightweight, Ruth Bader Ginsberg, who can bench press her weight and do twenty pushups, which may challenge your own fitness chops. She is a Supreme Court Justice—the small one with the big glasses. I intend to take on her identity, sneaking into the Court to render decisions that she would have, if she becomes disabled or loses her superpowers.

I am also a Democrat, but I am the sort of Democrat who, like you, believes that the elite in this nation have greedily taken more than their share of the country’s wealth for themselves. Unlike you, however, my answer to this would not have been to see if giving more money with a tax cut would make them more generous, raising wages and making work better for more people. And, despite those Democratic credentials, I also believe that the American people can be great again. My version of that may be different from yours in major ways but I do think there is room to acknowledge that many people are suffering, and the fix is way beyond less regulations and more mischief by the powerful.

Another point–although not officially enrolled in any parish or congregation, I could pass as a Christian. I know the songs and the rituals. And by behavior and community spiritedness, I could probably pass through heaven’s gates faster and with less of a pat down than some of those who claim to be Christian but whose attitudes and demeanor would characterize them as Pharisees and Idolaters in the Biblical sense and as genuine varmints in the cowboy sense. I don’t claim here to speak for any faith here, of course, but my exposure to members of the clergy who administer to the marginalized teach me lessons about compassion that I just find lacking in other figures.

Finally, I can’t let it escape this sort of confession but to state that, my goodness, I am a lesbian.  I have a badge to prove this.  There are many of us around. You will find many of us in every walk of life, some of us are quite beautiful, funny, loyal and true; others less so. But, overall, we are quite unremarkable and now that many of us are out of the closet, we find that returning to the closet so we can be quiet and invisible impossible. I am certain that as a man who has suffered lots of bullying, you can understand what I am saying here.  It is hard to get used to freedom only to have it taken back; it is like backing out of a deal and I’ve read about your legendary deal making. You are a man of your word, as you have written.

Also, I understand completely what you mean about fake news when I see how the media have misrepresented women and their accomplishments, how they have misrepresented all black people as criminals, how much underserved positive press the land barons get—I understand all of that. In fact, I think the real challenge for you and me is to tell the difference between the true news, the fake news, the fake fake news and the true fake news. This may require you, as leader of our nation, to appoint a press secretary for each type of news so the public isn’t so confused and so the news media asks fewer questions. Those White House briefings are too long, unpleasant and noisy in their present state.

So, some personal advice. If you want people to like you more, you really need to be kinder. Ask them how they are. You have probably noticed how boring it is to speak with people who are self-centered and narcissistic —Kim Jong-un impresses me as being that way, as does Vladimir Putin and Rodrigo Duterte–and although you know them better than I do, I fear that they pretend to like you just because you have money and power. No one wants that kind of friend, as you know better than anyone. If I had to pick out a real friend for you, I think Angela Merkle would be a good start. She is smart and savvy and sometime who really “gets” you, if you know what I mean. The Dalai Lama has lots of good points, as well. He would earn you lots of “diversity” cred and if you are willing to try some meditation, I think you would find the practice would reduce your anxiety overall. I would suggest ditching Twitter for a while and taking up deep breathing and maybe even yoga. If you are worried that as President you always need to be watching over the nation, I will take that on for you, screen your calls and the media feeds. All will be well.

There is no question but that you have been doing too much. In the context of our friendship, I would urge you to stop playing around with loosening regulations. Take your foot off the fraying the safety net pedal. Let someone else build than damn wall; haven’t you already accomplished more in your presidency than anyone else? A less generous man would play more golf and as you near retirement age, you can take full accounting of your life, and just relax.

In closing, I hope this long letter of friendship serves to cement our bond. I will try better to keep in touch. The first two years of your presidency has been very busy for me.

Best wishes,

Sandra

The good old days when grandmothers were dying

I have been teaching for nearly twenty years. I started a career as a newborn Ph.D. in a tenure track position when I was fifty years old. So, although I haven’t made my whole living by teaching, I do have the experience of teaching young people across a few generations and as an adjunct, an even longer trace of time.  In the past two years, I have noticed that my collection of student excuses for missing classes has moved from the very solid,

My grandmother died. I won’t be in class tomorrow but I can visit your office hours so that I don’t fall too far behind.

to the extended and complicated,

The grandmother of my roommate has died. I need to go to the week-long wake, the days- long funeral and need to live with her parents because they cannot get through this without me.

Or, when the holidays used to occur,

Professor, I will miss class on Wednesday to celebrate Passover. I wish our university recognized this holiday. Can we meet to go over the lecture that I missed next week?

Now, the run up to the holidays is something more like, 

My parents bought me cheap tickets for a flight home, so I won’t be in class Monday, Wednesday, Friday and the next Monday and Wednesday. We got an unbelievable deal. I know that with the high cost of tuition, you understand this. That’s OK. Right?

As a professor, many of us are understanding when illnesses, contagious or serious, befall our students. We are happy to accommodate them. A professor can tell when the sneezy feverish student with the pink eye presents a danger to the rest of the class. I urge students to get better before they return to class, to attend to these illnesses because the college classroom is really an incubator for disease. After two decades in a classroom, I am pretty certain that my immune response is better than my peers who have only been exposed to older people who are already suffering from something not contagious.

Recently a student told me he would be missing class because of a scheduled medical procedure. When I expressed my concern for his health, he comforted me by saying,

Oh no, professor. It’s not for me. It’s for my cat; she needs a rabies shot.

I am too well socialized to reply sarcastically to such a statement because I know to the student, this seems like a perfectly reasonable excuse.

Another student met me at the end of class,

Professor, on the first day of class, I told you I won’t be here next week because I have to go a wedding. I hope you remembered and that is still fine.

I was thinking, “Gosh, she has to take all that time to go to a wedding. I should probably send a gift or at least a card. How thoughtless of me.”

While I was scheduling class presentations at semester’s end, a student reported he and his study partner couldn’t make their report on Monday because the basketball formal ball was the night before. Hmm, I thought. There must be a Cinderella thing going on here. Why would an event the night before interfere with a presentation at 11:00 the following morning? I think I was supposed to understand that any formal dress occasion or any party involving college students meant excessive drinking and that a hangover wouldn’t allow them to do their best work. I should understand that this is way college life is.

I have also heard in an email from a good student that he would be missing class that afternoon.

Dear Professor, I just learned that my uncle has dementia. I won’t be able to make it to class today.

I would put that email in the category of non-sequitur unless maybe the uncle was the person who reminded the student to come to class and he wouldn’t be available to do that because he just got dementia. Or maybe, it was just hard for the student to accept the diagnosis, which says a lot about how sensitive and caring the student is.

Another wrote that a person close to his family has passed away and that he didn’t think he’d feel up to giving a presentation in class. I can sympathize, of course. I feel awful each day that I have to confront these excuses. But my worries about the fall of Western civilization and how students will navigate their way through the world when chances are grandmothers and uncles and cats and celebrities will routinely demand our attention and empathy. But how did coming to class fall to such a low priority, making it like a drop-in center instead of a commitment to learning in a community? How did we as adults allow this to happen?

Hmmm. I grow nostalgic. Wasn’t it nice when students tried to gin up an excuse that reflected their concern for the judgement of the teachers? Not to disrespect cats, of course. But, really. I should have a list in my syllabus of acceptable excuses so students wouldn’t have to spend anytime at all spinning a palatable way to ditch class (in their minds anyway).

And, of course, the second half of these appeals always include a request for a dispensation. Many ask, “Are we doing anything important in class that day?” or “Will I miss anything?” They search for your approval. This happens frequently enough that we should create some standard responses to this question, as well. Here is one that I have been working on.

Dear Child,

Openeth your ears and hear me well lest these words fall on hard ground, lest the dominions be called into battle and great torrents of fury shall flow. On said day of your absence, all the wisdom contained in Chapter three shall be poured forward and shared with grace and sentiment with your brethren. Those brethren shall not, with severe penalty, pass on to you, the secrets they shall learn that day. Blessed be me. And, even if those brethren could   pass such wisdom, verily it may fall on sterile soil. 

There, that seems clear enough.

It should be stated that the vast number of students seem engaged in their learning. But it should also be stipulated that, in my experience, there has been a change in the college classroom and in university culture. This is true in elite universities, as well as other less prestigious institutions.  There is more negotiation by the students over content, grading, assignments and other matters. It is as if they were coached by someone before they left on a trip to a foreign land, “Never pay retail. You can always bargain them down.” And, they took this lesson to their universities. Recently a student tried to convince me that his B minus grade wasn’t that far from an A minus and that he knew and I knew that he  knew the  course material dead cold. He was convinced that I could be argued into believing this was the case. This lasted about thirty minutes. I felt like I was being deposed in a criminal trial.

Finally, he asked,

Well, actually, what is it to you, if I get a B- or A-?

I explained that I would have loved to have given him an A, if he had earned it. But raising his grade wasn’t fair to other students who had done better than he had and got the grades they earned.  This was very hard for him to understand. I think he was about to argue that if students wanted better grades, they should simply put effort into arguing for them. I reminded him that I had accepted late work from him and allowed him to re-submit a poorly written essay. He may not have even earned the B-, actually.

That drew things to a close. Well, actually, I used the legitimate excuse of having to attend a meeting to end the conversation.