In the professional world—especially in high-stakes fields like law enforcement, the military, or corporate leadership—there is a phenomenon we often see but rarely name. It’s the “stiffening” of the soul that happens when someone moves from the street to the office. We’ve seen solid operators get their gold bars or their corner offices, only to suddenly develop a strange case of amnesia.
The 17th-century philosopher Balthazar Gracian captured this perfectly:
“As you climb toward the throne of Command, on the very first step of success, you will come to a strange fountain where people try to slake the thirst of ambition. One of that fountain’s strange, contrary effects is that it makes us forget the past. I saw people drink from it and forget their former friends and acquaintances: witnesses to their former lowliness. They forgot even their brothers and sisters, and one drinker was such an arrogant barbarian that he did not recognize the father who engendered him, deleting from his memory all obligations, all favors received, wanting to be a creditor, not a debtor.
Those who drank wanted to borrow, not to return. They forgot even themselves, and now that they were on the high seas, could barely remember that they had been spawned in puddles. They forgot all that could remind them of their dust and dung, all that would make them lower their feathers. They drank up ingratitude and affected gravity and remoteness, and wafted up strangely to their thrones, unable to recognize others, or recognize themselves. That is the way that honors change customs.”
The Debt of Success
Gracian points out that the ambitious person wants to be a “creditor, not a debtor.” They want to believe they reached the top entirely on their own merit. To admit they owe a debt to their former partners, their mentors, or even their “former lowliness” is a blow to their new, inflated sense of self.
But the Long Haul isn’t a solo achievement. It’s a marathon run on the backs of those who helped us along the way. When a leader “deletes from his memory all obligations,” he loses the very thing that made him a leader in the first place: trust.
“Spawned in Puddles”
There is a specific type of arrogance that comes with rank—the belief that you were always meant for the “high seas” and that the “puddles” of the entry-level grind were beneath you.
Gracian’s use of “dust and dung” is intentional. It’s the grit. It’s the messy, unglamorous reality of the job. If you forget the dust and dung, you lose the ability to lead the people who are currently standing in it. You become a leader who is always asking for more from your subordinates while offering nothing in return, because you no longer recognize their struggle as your own.
The “Affected Gravity”
The goal of this blog is to document the journey without losing the man. If “honors change customs,” then the challenge for the veteran practitioner is to remain unchanged by the trappings of status.
- Recognize yourself: Don’t let the title define your character.
- Recognize others: Remember that the person in the “puddle” today is the witness to who you used to be.
- Lower your feathers: Stay humble enough to remember that you are made of the same “dust” as everyone else on the roster.
Command is a duty to be performed, not a transformation into a “barbarian” who forgets his roots. The moment you stop recognizing the “father who engendered you”—the experiences and people that built you—is the moment you have failed the mission.












