A few weeks back I posted my 9 step process for building a presentation. I wanted to share some example of that process in action. What follows are glimpses of my “No person is an island” talk which I delivered at Defrag in November.
Step 1 – Finding the Nucleus
I had two quotes that served as the nucleus for this deck.
hierarchies and our love for them is the strange love child of Confucius and the military industry complex
treating people like just nodes just rows in a database is, essentially, sociopathic behavior. it ignores the reality that you, your organization, and the other person, group, or organization are connected
Step 2 – Build and outline
I use OmniOutliner for my outlines. Here’s a PDF of it: no one is an island outline
Step 3 – Write the speech
You can read the final version here, but if you want to see the original with my notation for pictures, check this out.
Steps 4 & 5 – Skeleton Deck to Version 1 Deck
This was a bit of an unusual presentation for me in that I had material from another presentation I wanted to include. That helped get me to a more polished looking version 1 of the presentation than I usual have. Just a heads up – I usually work Keynote but to be fair to my non-Mac friends, I have posted the deck as a pdf: No person is an island v1
Steps 6 to 9 – Getting to ship the deck
I ended up doing 5 revisions to this deck. Usually I do about 10. Here’s the final version:
With all due apologies to Monty Python and specifically Eric Idle here’s the identity industry’s version of the Philosophers Song. Many thanks to everyone who helped this effort and huge thanks to Eve Maler for all her work on this. What follows is meant with much love and respect to everyone in the industry (mentioned or not). And with that… maestro please:
Jeremy Grant was a real pissant
Who was very rarely stable
iglazer, iglazer was a boozy beggar
who could think you under the table
Blakley whom could out-consume
Madsen, Bradley, and Dingle
Pat Patterson was a beery swine
Who was just as schloshed as Cahill
There’s nothing Wilton couldn’t teach ya’
Bout the raising of the wrist.
Cameron himself was permanently pissed…
George Fletcher, still, of his own free will,
On half a pint of shandy was particularly ill.
Nishant K could stick it away;
Half a crate of whiskey every day.
Patrick Harding, Patrick Harding was a bugger for white lightning
Nash was fond of his dram,
Really Dick Hardt was a drunken fart
“I drink, therefore I am”
Yes, Cameron himself is particularly missed;
A lovely little thinker but a bugger when he’s pissed!
And if none of that made sense to you, here’s the original which also might not make much sense either.