Currently I’m taking corn and beans out for a friend’s farms. We go from 8 a.m. to midnight or 1, provided it’s dry enough. I drive a four wheel drive Deere with a grain catch-cart, or a Volvo semi-truck with a 475 hp Detroit. This work pays $12-$15/hour. (One of the crew is a research chemist for Dupont/Pioneer; he takes VACATION time to get in the fields for 1/10th his lab salary.) I get more respect from the other guys than I ever got delivering a classified briefing to a three letter agency.
The fellas are operating as a cohesive pack. It just doesn’t happen accidentally with fellas. It is built-in. Part of what makes it built-in is that men have a pre-disposition for adopting codes of conduct. This is essential, as the pack needs to get the job done, and can only really do so if everybody is acting in accordance to the rules. These rules become internalized as codes of conduct.
Consider the movies and TV shoes of old (e.g. Westerns). The good guys (think John Wayne) had a code of conduct that they never would violate. Even anti-heroes (think Clint Eastwood’s Man With No Name) had codes of conduct. As for the bad guys, they really didn’t have one. It made it easy to identify the good from the bad. Men respect men with codes of conduct.
Note that adhering to such a code often requires sacrifice. From the pack perspective, this is how it has to be; take one for the team. But the team thrives. And next time, maybe somebody else takes one for team, and it thrives once more.
Good teammates are essential, and respected by the rest of the team for such