I’m suddenly awash in blog topics, but this felt like something I should write the minute I felt inspired. No, inspired is wrong. Challenged is a better word.
I attend a gathering of Christians in the entertainment industry – an odd group who are way too liberal for “Christians” as most people think of them, and way too grounded / conservative / stupid (depending upon the person judging) for the rest of Hollywood.
I generally get something out of it, but tonight the speaker touched on something profound. Or, more specifically, profoundly sad:
You’ve probably heard that Hollywood is all “who you know.” But, I’m here to tell you it’s more true than you ever imagined. No one gets hired off a great resume. It’s who knows them. Who vouches for them. Who’s worked with them before. So there’s a lot of time spent connecting over similarities or places where you and the person across the table see eye to eye. Sometimes there’s a genuine connection. Sometimes it’s “Oh, a picture of you skiing… I like skiing.” Redefining lame.
So you would think that people with similar spiritual beliefs could find a great common ground. We didn’t order the same thing at starbucks here “you get that too? Isn’t it the best?” This is a touch deeper than that – a commonality of questions of purpose and eternity.
Yet every other group in town is helping each other. Encouraging networking. Asking people to “give them a shot” or “take a meeting” because they went to the same school 35 years apart. Or both drive a BMW. Or hate that same restaurant.
And the Christians? Adhering to a “no networking” policy. Only patting others on the back if they’ve got a knife in their hand. Paying less and asking more because “we’re family”, yet ceasing to be relatives when they could put in a good word.
Tonight, the topic wasn’t even about this problem. We talked about confidence and encouragement. And as a side note… a mention that we should encourage each other. When did we all stop being fans of other people? Can no one succeed but us?
I’m guilty. I’m working on it. I know a lot of talented people. And every last one of them deserves a shot cause they’re gonna knock it out of the park. Truth is, they deserve it completely even if it’s the same kind of shot I’m waiting for.
Cause I’m a fan. And they are family.
I left this evening with one statement ringing through my head. An offshoot. A tangent. But the crux for me… I want it on a T-Shirt.
“Why is the Army of God the only one leaving their wounded behind?”
In Hollywood, it seems part of the battle plan.
The next time I’m in the trenches, I hope I remember to grab a gurney and some bandages. Someone’s gonna need it.