Time Waits for No One

The laborious task of righting a wrong is well under way by the mentors of the Honolulu Marathon.  As bad as the situation was, or is, for dedicated runners, it was quite refreshing to see people in a leadership role actually come forward and take full acceptance of blame.  From the heads of the marathon organization to the makers of the timing equipment, everyone stepped up and said "my bad."  Normally, the only time we see that nowadays is when some poor soul serves the ball into the net at a UH game, and gives us the celestial "my bad" self-pat on the upper chest.  I do hope and expect that these willing marathon men will straighten things out over time.

But this annual race is a business, and in an era where officials of all types make excuses ad nauseum, there was something refreshing about seeing the major figures involved in a situation stand right up and say that the new technology and subsequent glitches fall under their purview, and they absolutely should be held accountable.

Just imagine if anyone ever took direct credit, or blame, for slow-moving construction projects, poorly thought-out infrastructure plans, neglected neighborhoods, bureaucracy snafus, inadequate test scores, military blunders, or blatant oversights that really affect people--in a lot more impactful way than a few seconds or minutes in a marathon race.  Maybe someday leaders in the marathon known as "life" will step up, take responsibility, and fix things once in a while, without passing the buck or ducking the blame; maybe, some day.  Think About It.