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Yesterday, while taking a glass of wine in one my favoured watering holes, I entered into a conversation with a stranger and fellow Englishman. He was a bright, elderly man, some few years older then myself, who was taking a cruise down the Rhine and stopped off in Bonn to see the cathederal.
During our pleasant chitchat I joked that, perhaps a little coaching would do the two of us no harm. I must have touched on a subject quite apparent to him, because he commeced intelligently belittling the mass of coaching, temper management, self-help courses and the hundreds of books now available to improve, reshape or reinvent us.
I disagreed, saying that with all the social and economic pressures bearing down on us nowadays, people and especially the young, are in need of assitance. My friend appeared to accept my view and went quiet for a few moments. No, he told me, I was wrong and asked if I had forgotten the dogma I had been taught – or should have been – as a child.
He stated emphatically that life’s problems would be better answered by our individual selves. He believed dignity, self control, a sense of duty, peace of mind and most important, control of one’s emotions, would do more for the individual than all the self improvement recipes on offer.
Common Sense, I thought as I left him, heading home now more determined to cancel my Dale Carnegie subscription.
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