If I were like prevailing "chiefs" who have appropriated the title from tribals without also emulating their gifts of leadership and collaborative talents, then simple: I'd walk into traffic. That is cheap appropriation: more theft by the old men of commerce.
Imagining the alternative: a real "corporate chief" (oxymoron), if I were one, would start each day meditating in lotus position in my transparent office. Those I'm responsible to lead will witness me thinking.
(I get up earlier and sleep later than these old men. They are lazy.)
My company will by lead by poets and songwriters, not finance sorcerers and failure architects: my company will produce.
Our company will run on compassion and imagination, not vibing and spying: our company will build.
My company would be my tribe and my tribe would honor Ubuntu: the law of this land.
Unlike fake tribals who take without giving, feast without growing, thrive without sowing, talk without walking.
I mean, they get nervous out of sight of a Blue's security sign.
Why do they own land they can't own without dressing us up to carry guns alongside them? What kind of chiefs are afraid of the tribe?