Chiefs, historically, were not politically and positionally in power due simply to their ability to wage war. Once a Kingdom was built by force or by the threat of force, Chiefs emerged.
The most profound predictor of who would become “Chief?”
Their ability to resolve conflict beyond their own family members. It was assumed that they were already capable of resolving their own family fueds; what an assumption, huh. Throughout our human history the one constant that we can count on is an abundance of conflict. Chiefs, the virtuous ones, are masters at resolving conflict between their executives, between executives and their team, between teams, between peers, and between countless varieties therein. Here’s the key to becoming a Chief where you work.
Chiefs do NOT get stuck in the middle of their team members conflict. Chiefs bring the conflicted parties together, get them to air their differences, get them to “work it out,” and hold them accountable for resolving their own problems. In other words, these Chiefs don’t take your poo and let you leave it with them. They put the tension with its rightful owners.
They don’t somehow make you feel better just talking about it. They listen long enough to determine where your conflict exists and with whom. Once that’s determined they quickly escort you and your poo to the right person. This leads to more conflict in the short term and a whole lot less in the long.
Chiefs came to understand this, I’m certain, through trial and error.
Yesterday, a team of Columbus Chiefs got their first taste of practicing this together. They did a great job and learned a ton that was counter-intuitive. Soon this Kingdom will have more time to focus on performance. This is what happens when you, the Chief, get out of the middle of other people’s poo.
Conflict in your team is NOT the problem and is not going away. The problem, for many Chiefs I see, is they think it’s their job to handle someone else’s poo. Real Chiefs remain calm and put the tension with its rightful owners. These Chiefs perform. Normal ones play around with other peoples poo. They become, Chief of Poo…
Which are you?
BUILT TO LEAD 
i like your clarity.
i understand the poo language well.
i do not want stink on me.
Good point mm. If poo hardens, it makes a mud brick with the unique smell and inscription of the one who it belongs to. In abundance, they make walls and fortresses. If you find yourself in this kind of culture, take the bricks down one at a time, and give them back to their rightful owner, and challenge them to dredge their communication channels with the one they need to talk to.