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The Fall of Jeff Glovsky
Showing posts with label photos by jglo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label photos by jglo. Show all posts
Thursday, December 24, 2015
Friday, December 4, 2015
Jeff Glovsky (Words Bye)
"I feel so old. I wish I was mold!"
- Little Greg (age 10)
Having just "celebrated" -- endured, really -- the one-year-shy-of-my-Big-5-0 day -- my 49th, to be exact -- and presented with the painfully script-titled, "Massacre at San Bernardino" that day... on my day, December 2nd, to live now in infamy...
And after a few months of silence, occasionally suffering, wondering what the continued point is? My sad whims and heroes, repulsions and rages, important to no one; my caustics, obnoxious ... my poems, increasingly best expressed wordless...
I've decided to end here, "The Fall of Jeff Glovsky".
It was more than five years ago things fell apart ... I've spent almost three now, undoing some damage...
One learns by (un)doing. One burns to move on.
For anyone reading -- or Googling and looking, then 'stumbling upon' -- my cozy, empty nest in the blogosphere, Thank You.
For reading.
I'll write again soon.
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| "Done”, ©Jeff Glovsky |
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Saturday, August 22, 2015
Wednesday, July 22, 2015
Blah Blah (Versions)
About Jeff Glovsky
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| LinkedIn (DE) |
Dividing his time between München and New York City, Jeff Glovsky is a dedicated business owner / entrepreneur with an ear for writing and an eye for photography; and a multimedia / presentation support specialist with a background in live music and years of hands-on experience in touring, club, festival, hotel, university and Tier 1 financial settings.
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Jeff Glovsky offers corporate event services, AV / production support and renewable (solar) energy consultation to an established private client database. He is a photographer / "raw" image content provider and a published writer of exaggerated non-fiction ("faction") short stories and prose poetry.
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| Viadeo |
Jeff Glovsky is a corporate event services and executive travel consultant, as well as a boating enthusiast and yacht and private jet charter partner. He has been a jazz and world music booking agent, and currently works with the non-profit Global Music Project® as a regional events director.
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| Music2Deal |
As a live 'Tonmensch' (sound engineer), Jeff Glovsky has mixed sound at the Blue Note, Jazz Standard and Birdland jazz clubs in New York City, and for Sue Mingus and the Mingus Big Band / Mingus Orchestra.
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| AVglov (Jeff Glovsky) |
[ ... is an Audio-Visual technician / operator with a corporate event services skill set and background in live music and sound mixing. He is a regional events director with Global Music Project®, and a freelance photographer and raw image / content provider. His portfolio of idiosyncratic Photo(s) by Jglo can be seen on Behance, and across the ongoing "Lo-Fi Project" on Tumblr and WordPress. ]
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| LinkedIn (U.S.) |
Dividing his time between New York City and Munich, Germany, J(eff) Glovsky is a corporate event services and executive travel consultant, as well as a boating enthusiast and yacht and private jet charter partner.
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Saturday, July 4, 2015
My Baggage Thanks You
I'm always amazed when individuals "in charge" -- those wearing clothing emblazoned with company logos ... In uniform, running the shows, ostensibly, and holding down forts in exchange for their paychecks -- engage that representative power to help ...
NO!
My flight, by this point departing in only thirty minutes, was already closed. As instructed on-screen, I went to 'see attendant' ..
We Americans ... Hectic, obnoxious, harried, demanding, rude, preferring to be left alone; inconveniencing others when we're inconvenienced (often through nobody's fault but our own) ...
You'd think this is something that should go without saying ... and in Europe, across much of the airline, food service, banking, car rental, hotel and other hospitality sectors, it does.
There is pride in a uniform "over there", still ... A sense of contributing to the common goals of a shared community as much as an overriding ... if not desire, than at least, obligation, to represent their company logos appropriately, and make an effort -- in a pleasant way -- to provide assistance, if and as needed, to other human beings.
In the States, this is often sorely lacking. There is laziness. Indolence. Pushback. Sore attitude.
All of the above being preferable, arguably, to stark indifference: the apathetic numbness shown by employees too bored to give a shit.
Thus, happily, did I arrive to depart recently at one of New York's better known "third world" airports ...
For some reason, my flight was being "operated by" another airline - not the airline whose website I visited, and which collected my payment.
A different airline.
... Ergo, a different airport terminal than the one in front of which a taxi deposited me and my baggage.
To my further dismay, I realized I was already about 45 minutes from my scheduled departure; and walking (or running!) between hugely spaced, unconnected terminals at this particular third world airport would not be an option.
So I flailed around trying to find a ride for a minute ... then fumed as I heard a harried shuttle driver bark into a dispatcher's radio, "Ten minutes! Be there in five to ten minutes!"
I waited. I fumed. A shuttle finally arrived, and I climbed aboard with a pilot or two ... a baggage handler ... and sped off toward the correct terminal ... which again, for some reason, did not belong to the airline I was supposedly flying!
Praying this wasn't some sort of mistake (or a sick prank ... Deceived again!) ... I climbed over the pilots, the baggage handler ... Did a lap dance with an elderly couple ... and leapt from the shuttle van. Ran into the airport and up to the kiosk ... Swiped this, and entered that ...
NO!
My flight, by this point departing in only thirty minutes, was already closed. As instructed on-screen, I went to 'see attendant' ..
To make a long story medium-length, this lovely lady loved her job. Respected the uniform she wore, and the corporate logo she represented, and skillfully, helpfully, whisked me to the front of the security line ... Rock star-like bypassing the holiday throngs, with a hastily printed standby ticket for any random later flight (This lovely lady knew things! ;) ... so I was able to get to the gate and catch my flight. Against the clock, and against all odds.
I'm on that flight now ... and as the sun sets above the clouds, it dawns:
We Americans ... Hectic, obnoxious, harried, demanding, rude, preferring to be left alone; inconveniencing others when we're inconvenienced (often through nobody's fault but our own) ...
Or I, in any case; ME, American ... get the service and treatment too often deserved.
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| "Freedom, Struggle", ©Jeff Glovsky |
Sunday, June 28, 2015
Friday, June 26, 2015
We, The Internet
"A marketplace has emerged where shame is a commodity and public humiliation an industry" - Monica Lewinsky
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As those who know me (and that one person who reads me here) will attest, I started this blog two years ago, in an effort to reclaim and restore the health of my name ...
Today, if you search me by name online -- Google or otherwise, the name "Jeff Glovsky" -- you may be confused, a little bit ...
but you won't be alarmed.
You won't be "advised" or "warned" about me. It won't be opined that I'm a "fraud" or running a "scam" ... egregiously reported I've 'changed my name' or "disappeared" (?, ?! and ??).
Instead, you'll see what I do, where I am and who ... What I think about you, if you try to exploit the professional, then needlessly public, resultingly personal failure in my life five years ago;
if you try to cash in on that, as some have, without even knowing me, let alone knowing the full and accurate picture back in 2010, or the context of public accusations and their actual circumstances ... Instead, just piling on hysterically, flailing in response to the damaging, (thus far) permanent online "yelps" which remain -- those few that I haven't (yet) been able to remove from the internet -- you'll end up frustrated. And/or legally thwarted.
As some have.
There is nothing that's worse than the fears, paranoias, mistrusts and mistakes that the internet, in its ease-of-use ubiquitousness and far-flung global reach, can breed. The righteousness, the indignations, Schadenfreude and misplaced anger it creates ... the fanning of flames, the men and women it blames ...
The damages that YOU -- "the internet" -- can too easily cause.
In some cases (too many!), your harshing and judging and chiding and "owning" ... Your relentless attacking, name-calling, abusing if you feel aggrieved or inconvenienced, or because things can't be "instant" and you're impatient ... or just.because. ... can end in tragedy.
In my case, after several years of shell-shock subsided and I was finally able to rise from the dead and fight back -- in part, by calling out new aggressors while unequivocally identifying crimes of theft of reputation -- I find, in my favor, I'm not alone.
Online shaming by kangaroo court is increasingly recognized as the bullying and intimidation that it is ... and every website that provides a one-sided, unbalanced, often unmoderated public forum for such ranting and venting: opinions, "reviews" or accusations without verification -- guilt before innocence -- should be taken down.
Just as we -- "the internet" -- are for some reason required to "opt out" of things, as opposed to being asked to opt in ...
We, The Internet, have got everything else wrong also. Nobody should be required to "sign up" to view a website. Nobody should need to use Facebook for "verification". Nobody should ever accept being charged -- sorry, "authorized" -- on a credit card before making a purchase ...
And nobody should ever be blindsided online ... harassed and insulted, and forced to "fight back".
The public displays can be embarrassing.
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| “Well Hung”, ©Jeff Glovsky |
Wednesday, June 24, 2015
"Rages" ... Quoi?
I have NO IDEA why such a sensationalistic, nonsense headline? Seriously, CNN ...
(of course she "rages" ... She's just batshit cray cray, ain't she??)
Anyway, my own protest against the unneeded, unlicensed, untrained and unwanted is far more sedate.
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| “Uber Aus”, ©Jeff Glovsky |
Monday, May 25, 2015
Monday, May 4, 2015
Monday People (Characters)
Sunday, April 19, 2015
Friday, March 27, 2015
Going Down
It could've been me again ... sort of.
On September 11, 2001, I happened not to be working audio-visual with the Windows on the World team at 1 World Trade Center ... in the North Tower, up on the 106th floor there, where I'd arrive for freelance gigs fairly regularly, and in fact, just completed one two days prior.
Now yesterday, as I'm holed up in a Starbucks, waiting for an afternoon appointment to show, the ground shakes ... a terrible BOOM rents the (terrible) day ... and the entire store pours onto the New York sidewalk, cell phones raised, Instagram at the ready ...
I'm literally the only one left inside. Not deigning to join all the show business kids falling over themselves not to feel, but to transmit, a unique experience -- letting it wash over and past them, instead of sinking in and through -- I help myself to a blueberry muffin, snap a few photos of billowing smoke and walk north, uptown, to get away from it all.
Then Germanwings ... German things, in general (prosaically speaking) do not tend to fail. There is pride in the ranks of the Mittelstandes ... the industrial middle class ... engine and backbone of Europe's standout economy.
Pride. Perfection. Precision ... macht frei. All the trains are on time, I can ride with my phone ... I never once worry about scalding myself, under an electronic showerhead, with temperature exactitudes to a quarter-degree Celsius (!), whenever I'm scrubbing myself in München.
I've never once boarded a plane in Germany -- or more precisely, a German airline -- and needed to worry about being delayed, bumped, cancelled (Hundewetter notwithstanding) or otherwise inconvenienced ... or frankly, pissed off by the attitudes of lazy, bored, undertrained, overwhelmed workers. There are no such, pathetically flailing in Germany. Instead, for the most part -- though, in all honesty, with increasing exception -- there is PRIDE still: in work performed well; services capably rendered.
Some of this dichotomy, I imagine, is generational - There tends to be an older, more loyal, established and responsible workforce in Germany, so things run efficiently: with experience, common sense and allowances for dignity ... as compared to the soullessly fearful, pig-headed and/or nonsensical service sectors of other places, the U.S. in particular.
Some seemingly glaring differences in attitude, though, I acknowledge, just might be imagined. For example, I speak almost kein Deutsch ... I can't really know for certain who's slacking, who's beefing, who's grousing about work or their shitty day ... and I can't respond anyway, if I do get pissed off. In Germany, I'm forced more to swallow nonsense, perhaps ...
Some seemingly glaring differences in attitude, though, I acknowledge, just might be imagined. For example, I speak almost kein Deutsch ... I can't really know for certain who's slacking, who's beefing, who's grousing about work or their shitty day ... and I can't respond anyway, if I do get pissed off. In Germany, I'm forced more to swallow nonsense, perhaps ...
But generally (prosaically) speaking, German things don't tend to fall from the sky. When I heard the news yesterday that Germanwings co-pilot, Andreas Lubitz, intentionally flew Flight 9525 into a mountain, it first came as a relief to me: It wasn't terrorism. This one was not a small battle in World War III ... At least that.
It didn't come as a surprise, though. In the scope of things, given Germany's overall track record for efficiency and manufacturing efficacy, something was wrong (German things don't just fall out of the sky) ... The crash of Germanwings Flt. 9525 could only have been intentional, I thought.
Lo and behold ...
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| “Wings & Prayers”, ©Jeff Glovsky |
Sunday, March 22, 2015
Tuesday, March 10, 2015
Disturbance
As I write, there is a noisy, messy woman tearing agitatedly through her homeless bag.
I want to take her photograph ... I want to steal her bag and take time sifting through the contents: How did she become this way? Where did these belongings come from? Why are they of enough sentiment to her (tethered to a better time?) ... so she wrestles and tears through them, agitatedly?
Hopeful still, she wakes each day ... maybe prays, finds some comfort, a warm cup of dignity ...
I steal her soul ... but it's not exploitation.
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| "Do Something", ©Jeff Glovsky |
Wednesday, March 4, 2015
Wednesday, February 25, 2015
Saturday, February 14, 2015
Monday, February 2, 2015
Friday, January 30, 2015
Be Car(e)ful Out There
Saturday, January 24, 2015
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