Joe, nice platitudes, But Come on Man!


Joe, we appreciate your rhetoric, but come on man, most every abusive executive makes  similar platitudes.  

Of course no one is going to bully in your presence.   Bullies are masters of deception.  I know, I coached with Jerry Sandusky. 

Strong leaders implement effective anti-bullying policies to create healthy workplaces.  

1.  They clearly define and publicize inappropriate and appropriate workplace behaviors, so everyone is clear and on the same page. 

2.  They provide safe and credible processes for, and efficient responses to, employee maltreatment reports.  

Employees trust their concerns will be addressed and are eager to identify, and to stomp out, abusive behaviors.  Employees also trust they won't be falsely targeted and accused.  

3.  They address, correct, and prevent  demeaning and abusive behaviors. Toxic people and organizations can project altruistic appearances and statements, yet allow and encourage, ala predator Catholic priests, abuse to fester.

4.  They help their organizations transcend horrific behaviors with healthy modeling and thriving values, beliefs, and behaviors impacting focus, structure, people orientation, and leadership.  

Appreciate your words.  Let's see some healthy  actions.

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