About
an hour later we were in the thick of another
discussion. It had spun out of the notion of honor and
the lengths to which senior managers should go to win
for their shareholders. We had entered into the sticky
subject of lying, the classic example of the 4,000 pound
rhinoceros in the corner nobody is talking about.
“No, a CEO
should never lie,” he said. “That’s taking it too far.
Look at Enron,” the famous manager said.
I set my
drink down and looked over. “Nice, but unfortunately
business has gotten to the point that natural selection
favors the deceitful.”
“And you
help.”
“I think I
resent that. You make it sound like I push for deceit
for deceit’s sake. That’s not true.”
“Sure you
do. I’ve probably read every column you’ve written for 5
years. Most of them center around some creative form of
deception in the ‘corporate battlefield’ as you
unflaggingly put it.”
“And that’s
wrong? How can that be wrong? Don’t shareholders have a
right to expect their CEOs and managers to do what they
have to to create sustainable increases in shareholder
value?”
“Of course.
But I don’t believe that has to include
institutionalized lying,” he said, then paused to sip
his scotch.
I leaned
back into my seat. This wasn’t going well. I looked
over, “Ok, what about a ‘noble lie’? A lie told as a
substitute for violence and to prevent harm. Would you
lie to a mugger to protect your son from a beating? Is
that lie ok?”
“Of course,
because you’ve done a good thing and there are no social
consequences,” he answered confidently.
“Well, in a
strict sense, yes there are. Just ask the beater—you
efficiently modified his ability to make an accurate
decision by lying to him. Therein lays the power of
deceit. It alters reality so different decisions are
made. So don’t tell me you haven’t damaged social trust
because you have. But in those circumstances it’s ok.
Right?”
I glanced
into his hooded eyes as he watched and listened. It was
one of those moments when you realize most people in a
conversation just wait for you to stop making noise so
they can say something. That wasn’t the case here. I was
confident in what I was saying but the intensity of his
listening was both welcome and yet unnerving. Plus,
there seemed to be something else going on.
I
continued, “Well, then. So it’s ok to lie as long as
you’re defending something from harm. You’ve used a lie
to coerce so it’s no different than a club; they’re both
weapons. And weapons make people do things they don’t
want to do.”
There was a
long pause.
He finally
said, “You’re going to sit there and seriously tell me
it’s ok for a corporate officer to lie? You
preach about the sustainability of profits but you can’t
reliably sustain profits that are based on lies because
lies themselves are unsustainable. ”
"No, I’m
saying it depends. Lying isn’t just a tool for
managers that lack the skill to come up with a truthful
alternative. But there are times when deception should
be given technical consideration just as you would any
potentially useful tool.”
“Such as?”
“How about
lying in war?” I asked.
“That’s
different. That isn’t the world most people live in. In
war things are different.”
“How about
corporate war?”
“Oh, here
we go,” he said flatly.
“That’s
right. Here we go,” I said, getting a little hot,
wary of jumping on my usual soapbox. “Does your
competition lie about you, even in small ways, to get
your customers?”
“Of course.”
"And taking
your customers hurts you?”
“Typically,
of course.”
"Ok, let’s
see,” I said sharply. “Your competition deploys deceit
as a tool to hurt you. That’s a pretty good definition
of an enemy. And enemies, in my galaxy anyway, lose the
right to be treated fairly.”
“So in this
sacred galaxy of yours you get to treat ‘bad people’
badly?”
“I get to
treat them as they treat me. I was raised on the Golden
Rule and experience has taught me it’s a pretty good
one.”
“So once
you have somehow divined someone is an enemy, then your
moral compass loosens up a bit. Your acceptable tool-set
becomes a bit ‘broader’”.
“Exactly,” I
said hoping we were done.
He sat there
for almost a minute before he spoke. “Your playbook has
always intrigued me. On the surface it appears rational,
then when you look closer it gets a bit twisted. Then it
begins to make sense again. Unfortunately I’m not sure
that’s where it ends.”
I couldn’t
tell if he was giving me a compliment. Probably not.
He went on,
“As you see it, in times of competitor induced corporate
war wouldn’t a good CEO, a good corporate general,
endeavor to make the competition, the enemy, seem even
worse than they actually are in order to justify
treating them even worse? By your rules, even though
that is escalated deceit, that would be characteristic
of a better CEO than one that wouldn’t do it. Right?”
It took a
few seconds to get my arms around this. “Yes, because
short wars are better than long ones. That’s a Sun
Tzuism that’s pretty hard to argue with. Once you’ve
been pulled into the ring, hit harder and end it
quickly. That’s your job.”
“But Tal,
what about if a competitor hasn’t shown themselves to be
an enemy—they are playing by the rules. However, your
CEO’s experience dictates that it’s just a ruse and they
will become an enemy eventually. Your playbook seems to
suggests it’s ok to treat them like they MAY behave?”
“You’re
talking about preemptive behavior?” I asked.
He nodded.
I smiled,
“No, I think that’s called prudent paranoia. In any case
an entity has to behave in a way that is unambiguously
hostile to be labeled an enemy. That said, it’s only
intelligent to ‘hope for the best while planning for the
worst’. Your shareholders expect that of you. And any
good manager expects that from their crew. That’s just
good management. It’s what they get paid to do.”
“Ok, Tal,
here’s my take. The fact is most corporate deceit goes
on internally within the [org] chart. The challenge is
that lying is so expedient. And everybody wants more of
what they want. The real issues are the trailing
effects. You can never tell one lie because more are
needed to shore up the one you told.“
“I know. My
father once told me lies, like money, compound. Just not
in a good way,” I said.
“I have
found that managers that always tell the truth move up
quicker and get more done simply because the truth is
free standing; the truth doesn’t require maintenance.
Truthful managers simply have more time to think about
improving themselves and the business. Unfortunately the
rewards to a lie are immediate and obvious.”
I thought
about this a moment. “Of course. That’s why people do it
in the first place. People only lie for the reward. If
there were no reward of some sort we wouldn’t do it.
Simple economics. Too bad the rewards for honesty are,
by comparison, so diffuse. And diffuse rewards are often
invisible to very bottom-line oriented management.”
“No
surprise,” he said. “A solid bottom line is, after all,
measured in dollars, not the philosophical warmth of
having integrity. Sure, it counts, but it’s hard to
quantify. Numbers are easy.”
“Exactly.
And that’s a problem. It is, however, the way it is,” I
said.
“Tal, the
key for your so-called corporate warrior, the CEO slash
general, is to incent honesty and thoroughness. He or
she has to create a culture of creative, thorough
thinking, where alternatives to deceit are rewarded. You
can almost always find a truthful alternative. I learned
a long time ago any rung on the org chart almost always
emulates the rows above them. The youngsters copying the
parents—so
the parents have to be getting it right. Lazy workers
lie, or at least they lie more and they have to be
weeded out. And if an externally directed deception has
to happen, really has to happen, and by that I mean
there’s no truthful alternative, then do it well. I
liked your bit on FUD [Fear, Uncertainty and Doubt], by
the way. That was useful.”
I thought
about this a moment. “Wait a minute. Just a few minutes
ago you were saying a manager should never lie.”
He smiled.
“I know. Sorry about that.”
“You mean
you, you, lied?”
“Yes. But a
‘noble lie’,” he said relaxing into his chair. “I was
protecting myself from a boring flight.”
I reclined
my seat and stared up at the ceiling. This wasn’t over.