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Clearly, it is unrigorous to equate skills at doing with skills at talking. My experience of good practitioners is that they can be totally incomprehensible— they do not have to put much energy into turning their insights and internal coherence into elegant style and narratives. Entrepreneurs are selected to be just doers, not thinkers, and doers do, they don’t talk, and it would be unfair, wrong, and downright insulting to measure them in the talk department.
Taleb, Nassim Nicholas. Antifragile: Things That Gain from Disorder (h/t reader)
I knew a man who learned irrigation on the farm and created his own company in West Texas to sell and install irrigation systems. Way back then it was a big deal a big multi-million dollar company. He worked 8-12 hours a day depending on the season and did most of the real work himself. But he had a partner a money guy who had no clue what he did and the money guy realized that if his partner died or retired that he could lose everything. So the money guy hired a newly graduated engineer who had specialized in irrigation (is there such a thing? I dunno) to follow the doer around and interpret what he was doing and putting it down in written form. Something that another employee could do if need be. It was a strange relationship, kinda symbiotic. The engineer knew his stuff but he didn't know the magic that the old farmer knew. The old farmer was not good at explaining but he tried. It took three years before the engineer felt satisfied with the effort and considered it a success. Coincidently the old farmer wanted to retire about then and sold his share of the partnership to the engineer. In the end it was more about West Texas and it's challenges then it was about hydraulics or irrigation. It was about weather and wind, hills and valleys and seasonal and yearly changes. This was a long time ago and that old farmer had been a kid in the 30's when West Texas was a dust bowl. His family stuck it out and the boy became a man learning to understand irrigation and wells and weather. He could have been an engineer but he was something better; he was a doer.
Taleb does a pretty fair job dispelling the myth that technology follows science. The historical reality is that heuristic learning by practitioners has been the root of most technology. The the academics/researchers come and throw a patina of math over it and call it their own.
Practitioners don’t write; they do. Birds fly and those who lecture them are the ones who write their story. So it is easy to see that history is truly written by losers with time on their hands and a protected academic position.
Taleb, Nassim Nicholas. Antifragile: Things That Gain from Disorder