“For
all those whose cares have been our concern, the work goes on, the cause
endures, the hope still lives, and the dream shall never die.”
Funny
I’d remember that line – the closing stanza of Teddy Kennedy’s 1980 Democratic
National Convention speech. It came to me as I was thinking about how I’m
feeling right now about America’s economy and America’s entrepreneurs,
especially after reading another Peggy Noonan Alzheimer-ish Wall Street
Journal column in which she ramblingly concludes that we’ve somehow entered
a period of permanent economic decline.
I
thought of Ted Kennedy’s speech because I sense good things in the works in our
economy. Peggy Noonan doesn’t, the American business press doesn’t, a
consensus of economists doesn’t, and the President thinks we’re teetering on
the edge of catastrophe…but in this cold, dark February morning of our economic
retreat, I feel the reassuring turning-over of the economic starter, and the
slow, low, strained rumbling of the engine as it prepares to warm up and hit
the road again.
Why
do I say that?
Not
because we haven’t had a terrible ear-boxing from the Crash of ’08. We
have. Not because people aren’t hurting and businesses haven’t been
suffering. They have. I say it because it seems to me that the emotional
depression brought on by economic hard times that’s being reported ad
nauseam in the nation’s press seems to have somehow eluded America’s
entrepreneurial class.
Far
from being sidelined with heads in hands, my travels and conversations with
entrepreneurs around our country over the last few weeks suggest that the work
goes on, the cause endures, the hope still lives, and the dream shall never
die.
I’m
very active in a non-profit group for entrepreneurs under 50 called the Young
Presidents Organization. It’s a nearly 60 year old international
organization with almost 15,000 members worldwide. Its motto: “Better
presidents through education and idea exchange.” I spoke to YPO’s
Construction Industry Network the week before last, and then spoke to its Food
Industry Network three days ago, then attended a dinner for Denver YPOers two
nights ago.
What
I found in the 150 or so YPO members assembled in the three groups, as war
stories from the economic front were shared, were tales of heavy fire taken and
wounds sustained over the past six months – bank lines pulled, revenues
dramatically decreased, layoffs ordered, customers folded, investment
portfolios whacked.
But
I heard no self-pity. None. I heard no suggestions of folding up
tents and quitting. None. I heard no nailbiting over the viability
of the future, no Noonan-esque sense of the end of an era, no diminution of a
sense of potential future abundance, and no signs anywhere of a loss of the
American entrepreneurial spirit.
I
heard about plans to consolidate industries to reduce costs and gain
efficiencies. I heard stories of capital being raised to ride out the
storm and take advantage of once-in-a-lifetime opportunities. I heard
strategies for hunkering down and reports of business models being changed to
better position companies for the future.
In
summary, I heard Main Street Entrepreneurial America responding to its Pearl
Harbor. An unexpected sneak attack launched against it by a distant enemy
– in this case, the financial markets – clearly has caused casualties and
rocked it back on its heels. But I can report, first-hand, that its
spirit is intact. That its determination is undiminished. That it
is readying its forces to march, workmanlike and with quiet confidence, against
the Noonanesque nailbiting and the socialist Krugmania that has temporarily
seized control of our government.
I
work with and talk with these entrepreneurs, these do-ers, every day.
They, like many Americans, are some of the best we have to offer. I watch
with pride and nervousness for them, feeling the same mix of exhilaration and
fear as a parent with a child playing goalie in a field hockey or soccer game.
I know they’re going to mix it up. I know they’re going to have a
combination of failure and success every time out. And I know that
ultimately the love of the game combines with risks well considered and
abilities honed through practice to make for a winning combination.
We’re
not going down in flames, friends. We’re just getting started. All
great economic successes are built on the ashes of a previous
conflagration.
The
work goes on, the cause endures, the hope still lives, and the dream shall
never die, Peggy.