I’m Broden Johnson — entrepreneur, husband, dad, and serial failure. I’ve built companies, lost companies, made money, lost money, and written a book about the only lesson that ever stuck: Don’t Be a Dick. I write Tales from a Failed Beekeeper — short weekly stories about philosophy, family, work, and the strange art of not losing your mind. They’re part humour, part Stoicism, and part therapy I don’t have time for. If you like your life advice unpolished, funny, and slightly uncomfortable, you’ll probably like this.
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The other morning, my youngest, Isla, was brushing her teeth. I walked past the bathroom and saw her standing there, toothbrush in one hand, staring into space. No movement. No brushing. Just toothpaste foam slowly forming a beard of neglect. “Brush your teeth,” I said. And in that moment, I saw myself. How many times have I done the same thing—talking about doing the thing, while doing absolutely nothing? We’re all guilty of it. But if you have to say it, you probably aren’t doing it. The Stoics would’ve laughed at our modern obsession with personal branding. Marcus Aurelius didn’t write about “self-care routines” or “hustle culture.” He just got up every morning and did the job, often while sick, tired, and annoyed at humanity. He didn’t tell people he was Stoic. When I first started in business, I was a teller. I looked busy. I sounded driven. But most of it was noise. It’s easy to look the part. The world doesn’t need more people telling. It needs more people quietly doing. A few years ago, I caught myself falling into this same trap at home. Then one morning, London asked, “Dad, why do you always tell us to be kind?” It stopped me mid-sip of coffee. Not an accusation—just curiosity. I started listing all the reasons kindness mattered, but halfway through I realised she didn’t need the speech. She’d already seen enough to know what mattered; she just wanted to know why I made such a big deal about it. That’s the thing about kids—they notice what you repeat. The tone you use. The way you treat the person at the checkout. They’re quiet little mirrors, reflecting back the patterns you don’t even know you’re showing. It made me think: maybe the goal isn’t to tell them what’s right or even to always model perfection—it’s to show them that values are something you live with, not something you lecture about. Kids don’t care what you say. They watch what you do. You can’t tell them to be calm when you lose your mind every time someone cuts you off. Leadership—whether at home or work—isn’t about what you say. I see the same thing in business. Then you watch how they act when something goes wrong. The Stoics had no patience for hypocrisy. In modern terms: stop posting about your values. Start living them. I’ve realised people don’t remember what you say about yourself. They remember the time you helped without asking. And they also remember when you didn’t. The truth is, telling feels safer than showing. Talking about your values is easy. Living them when you’re tired, stressed, or frustrated—that’s where it counts. I once worked with a guy who constantly talked about being “authentic.” My wife Elise is the best example I know of “show, don’t tell.” Meanwhile, I’ll be pacing the house, philosophically mumbling about Stoicism while trying not to burn dinner. It’s humbling. There’s a passage in Meditations where Marcus Aurelius lists the traits of people he admires—his teachers, mentors, friends. That’s legacy. No one remembers your mission statement. So this week, maybe skip the talk. It’s all just noise until it’s seen. Reflection: PS: Actions whisper. Words shout. People always listen to the whispers. Until next time, Broden Johnson |
I’m Broden Johnson — entrepreneur, husband, dad, and serial failure. I’ve built companies, lost companies, made money, lost money, and written a book about the only lesson that ever stuck: Don’t Be a Dick. I write Tales from a Failed Beekeeper — short weekly stories about philosophy, family, work, and the strange art of not losing your mind. They’re part humour, part Stoicism, and part therapy I don’t have time for. If you like your life advice unpolished, funny, and slightly uncomfortable, you’ll probably like this.