How to Get to Carnegie Hall
I love my job. Last week, the Hill Center’s ethical leadership development work with the Saint Paul Police Department enabled me to observe and participate in a full-scale training exercise of the East Metro SWAT Team. That team serves multiple communities, so these exercises are especially valuable for coordinating efforts in a realistic tactical setting. Three scenarios were played out, each involving hostages taken during a city council meeting. There were patrol officers, negotiators, communications specialists, emergency medical teams, along with the SWAT Team’s acre of Kevlar and forest of rifles. The SPPD bomb squad and a very handy robot were each put to excellent use. It was impressive, and enlightening.
My first conclusion: I have ruled out domestic terrorism as a career path. In my role as co-bad guy, I observed first-hand the workday stresses of a hostage-taker: hours of standing around, lying, and shouting, culminating in being shot or arrested. The food situation is likewise terrible: we never received our demanded cheeseburgers, despite holding the mayor and city council at (rubber) gunpoint. Not a good gig.
(I long ago ruled out international terrorism, for lack of second language competency. My junior high school French teacher warned us that this deficit would one day limit our career options…but I digress.)
More important, the exercise was a graphic demonstration of the very real challenges of coordination and information sharing in critical settings. All leaders face these challenges to varying degrees: in fast-changing situations, it is extremely difficult to acquire, evaluate and disseminate information while coordinating actions. I was impressed by the ways in which these teams took decisive action with limited information.
I also noted that the players seemed to develop and improve on the spot, within and between scenarios. As an outsider, I don’t have a valid opinion on the quality of the technical police work; I will leave that to the team of experienced evaluators who moved about throughout the exercise. As a student of leadership, I was struck by the degree to which these professionals came together to execute the exercises, quickly assimilated the learning from each scenario, and put that learning into practice on the spot.
Those of us who work in less-urgent settings can learn from this. Do we ever practice? I have facilitated “war game” simulations in industry, but these were designed more to understand and predict complex commercial dynamics than to develop participant skills. When we think about developing skills in a business setting, training is universal, but practice seems much less common. Many relevant skills can be honed through practice, including decision-making, communication, and execution-related tasks of all kinds. Applying practice techniques to some business skills may require a bit of imagination, but the SWAT exercise reminded me of what a powerful learning tool it can be. There are good reasons why everyone from cops to musicians recognizes the necessity of practice, and probably no good reason why those of us in business emphasize it much less. It seems worth revisiting.
Finally, I had a fascinating conversation with a young police officer, who was playing the role of a hostage. He shared his experiences learning the culture of his department and the realities of police work, translating education and training into actual experience. He also shared an observation I have heard from other excellent cops, as well: people, even close friends, began regarding him differently as soon as he came on the job. This common perception can become an uncomfortable reality, and he is working to avoid that mental trap. He takes care to remain engaged in non-work activities and to cultivate relationships away from the job. These are regarded as best practices in emotional survival for police officers, but again, they are also lessons for the rest of us. We are not our jobs.
I am very grateful for the opportunity to observe these excellent professionals in action. There was much to learn, between exchanges of imaginary gunfire.
Oh, and in case you were wondering, here’s the old joke:
“Excuse me sir, can please you tell me how to get to Carnegie Hall?”
“Practice, practice, practice.”



