Safety Needs to Go Back to Basics

Sorry for the late post. I delude myself into thinking that a multitude of readers sit in breathless anticipation waiting for my next post, or article. But given the metrics on my work very few people read my work, and a good portion of them read it only for the perverse pleasure they get from writing nasty emails and comments. When I started writing this blog (in 2006) I did so because it had been over twenty years since I was a newspaper reporter, and over 15 years since I was a business writer. I held blogs in disdain, and was late getting into the game and did nothing to get followers.

So while a fair amount of my work ended up in Safety magazines, some of whom heralded me as a fresh voice in safety. I made some fans, friends, and enemies. The more outrageous the post I wrote, the more people who lined up to be shocked. But today I am not feeling controversial, in fact I’m feeling minimalist. Which means that scarce few will read this, and those that do are likely to be disappointed. I won’t drop any bombshells, and this post isn’t likely to rankle anybody, but then, I have met so many honest to God lunatics doing this work I no longer know what innocuous statement will set one of you nuts off, so here goes.

Safety has to get back to basics, and no I don’t mean sketchy research done in factories by devotees of eugenics who believed that their subjects were little more than apes.

Safety is about controlling risks. We will never have complete safety, that is to say the absence of any chance of harm. Braying on about zero injuries and zero harm makes for good philosophical debate, but it’s not practical and sustainable. Without an infrastructure for foreseeing, identifying, containing and correcting hazards than nothing approaching safety can ever be achieved.

Safety never sleeps. Recently someone asked me what I thought was the biggest problem facing safety today and I said, complacency. Too many organizations believe that because its been awhile since they’ve had a serious injury that they have conquered injuries forever. Safety has to be dynamic and be continually examined—not for gimmicks or new ways to the same end—and scrutinized to ensure that our practices are commensurate with changes in the business climate.

No more monkey see, monkey do. An in ordinate number of safety professionals simply wait to see what the next guy is doing, attend a conference, or otherwise look for that magic recipe. There are too many variables for you to adopt a practice that another company used to be successful for it to automatically work for you, just do what works in your organization, and to do that you have to listen to your organization and lead them to a better route.

Is Predictive Analysis For Safety Just the Next Big Thing?

By Phil La Duke

I’ve taken a fair amount of flack about being behind on the latest and greatest in Safety theory. I’m not worried about getting a little flack from pompous, over-blown, theoreticians who pat me on the head and patronize me for being the poor stupid author of an antiquated article filled with atavistic thinking. That’s fine, but keep it respectful or I will poor more vitriol and bile then you thought possible.

For starters I have been a proponent, advocate, and user of predictive indicators since the late 1990s. But I have to tell you that I think the theoreticians are jumping the gun in saying that we can predict fatalities, or even injuries, at least not without significant education in statistics and data analysis.

Predicting fatalities is a bit like predicting the weather; that is, difficult. The difficulty lies in the many variables that can influence the outcome, and many of those variables are unknown, making a precise prediction impossible.

There is a lot wrong with the average safety practitioner’s understanding of predictive (but fortunately there are a host of consultants out there to “show them the way”). Let’s start with the difference between “prediction” and “foresight”. Prediction implies that one can, using statistical analysis with a high probability of accuracy, a certain outcome. Statistical prediction is a recognized science and my point is not to belittle it; that having been said, it requires no small amount of expertise. Foresight, means that given a basic set of facts, a reasonable person can anticipate a likely result. Again, I am not belittling foresight, but even foresight requires no small amount of skills.

Using Statistical Analysis to “Predict” fatalities is not quite as pat as it seems. For starters, many are using the word “predict” when they mean “foresee”. I can foresee that someone welding on a gas tank could cause an explosion. I don’t need anything more than a basic understanding of the relationship between gasoline fumes and explosions to be able to foresee an undesirable outcome.

Prediction is more likely to use data to produce a fairly vague prognosis; the data may show that enough variables exist that a fatality (or serious injury) will happen in a given area and even the nature of the injury, but it’s difficult to say exactly when it will occur. There is also the problem of probability (each encounter has the same probability of causing an injury, so a lucky organization could have workers engaged in extremely risky behavior and never have an injury.)

In an article in EHS Today one of the leading proponents of predictive Safety offered four “truths” of predictive safety[1]:

“#1: More inspections predict a safer worksite.” This is misleading, because it assumes that the a) the inspections are effective in identifying the hazards that are most likely to cause an injury; b) the inspections cover the entire workplace, i.e. they aren’t conducted in the same place. It also assumes that all hazards create equal jeopardy, which we no Is not true.
“Safety Truth #2: More inspectors, specifically more inspectors outside the safety function, predict a safer worksite.” Here again this is fraught with assumptions. It assume that the more inspectors are adept at finding hazards and are judicious in containing and correcting the hazards in a timely manner; this cannot be assumed. Furthermore, more inspectors don’t “predict” anything necessarily, rather this statement flies in the face of sound statistical analysis. Where is the cause and effect of more inspectors (who may or may not have the ability to identify hazards effectively). This “truth” relies only on quantitative data and ignores any and all qualitative data.
“Safety Truth #3: Too many “100 percent safe” inspections predict an unsafe worksite.” Again, there is no basis for prediction. There are many, MANY variables that could create inspections that are “100 percent safe”. The author of this statement infers (and it makes sense to infer it) that the inspectors are either derelict in doing their duties, or are missing hazards. The author may be right, but makes no allowance for the improbable scenario that all hazards have indeed been removed from the areas inspected.
“Safety Truth #4: Too many unsafe observations predict an unsafe worksite.” Here the author is mistaking foresight for predictability. This entire premise mistakes correlation for cause and effect ignores the very real need for a sufficiently large sample size before any statistical inference can be made. Furthermore it ignores margin for error, the need for a normal distribution, and statistical outliers.

They are on the right track, but too many people moving to “predictive analysis” don’t understand the differences between being able to foresee and predict, correlation and cause, and science and snake oil—the bottle has changed but the poison is the same.





If you’re looking to take offense look no further

“Funny how every one of your articles is based on opinion and conjecture and offers not one iota of definitive reliable evidence. Who are all of these safety professionals you keep referring to? I don’t image you have many peers in the safety industry that would speak with you. An amazing gift you have with the ability to talk out your ass.”

Douglas Lyons

Yesterday I got another poison pen letter (as seen above) from an article I posted on my atavistic webpage Workersafetynet. The article in question proffered a simple idea, that when it comes to safety, nobody, myself included, has all the answers. The points I was trying to make was that because nobody has all the answers we have to keep looking and challenging the status quo. This sentiment should surprise no one; in one form or another I’ve been saying this for over 20 years. But this particular dullard did what most mouth breathers do, that is, attack me because my blogs are full of opinions and lack research studies and academic sources. He went on to speak for all safety professionals by telling me that he doubts that anyone likes or respects me, apparently in the ardent hope that such a revelation would trouble me deeply. Feel free to use the link to drop him a line, or better yet his boss, I’m sure he be delighted to hear from you.

In another, unrelated event a LinkedIN group member took me to task about my post on worker fatalities, but more specifically how I disrespected him. It got me thinking about respect and it’s role in safety. In both cases the individuals came at me disrespectfully and in both cases I lit them up. I was raised that you get respect by showing respect.   More accurately I was raised that a lack of respect got you beaten within an inch of your life, unless you beat the other person senseless first. No I didn’t grow up on the mean streets of Detroit, at least not until I was a teen, but long before that I lived on a farm that was slowly decaying under the steady encroachment of “city folks” who fled the suburbs for the bucolic life of farm country where they immediately built ridiculous facades of what they imagined farm houses looked like, respite with barn-shaped mailboxes and flower beds decorated with half buried wagon wheels and worked to enact local ordinances to effectively turn their new homes into what they were just so desperate to flee. Because we were out in the sticks there wasn’t much supervision and fights were common. My mother was a housewife long before “stay at home moms” were chic and had little patience for playing referee to her seven children. We had two standing rules: don’t come home crying and tattling (snitches end up in ditches as my younger brother likes to say) and you don’t start fights but you damned well better finish them.

Since the nearest neighbor with kids was a family of my distant cousins who had nine kids, of which seven were boys, fighting was a fairly regular occurrence. When I say fighting I am not talking about shoving matches, rather a literal knockdown drag out fight that weren’t over until the victor tired of inflicting pain and injury. We were tiny brutes (and I was one of the smallest); vicious and sadistic primates punching and biting our way to our appropriate station within the troop. I was knocked unconscious when I was hit in the head with a baseball bat on two separate occasions and my two front teeth were shattered in the aftermath of a fight with another cousin. I was a little guy with a big mouth and low flashpoint; fighting was never something I enjoyed, but I disliked it less than being pushed around or bullied. This went on until high school where I was faced entering an environment where I knew I just couldn’t compete physically and trying was likely to bust me up good. So I decided I would be funny. I always thought I had a quick wit and lively sense of humor, but then who doesn’t? I set out to be able to talk my way out of the most tense situations and quickly transferred to a co-ed school where my odds of survival would be significantly increased. I learned to respect people who earned it. I learned that what makes you tough isn’t how much you can dish out but how much you can take without going down; to keep throwing punches for as long as you can push through the burning of your biceps and stand the taste of blood in your mouth. At around age 17 I got into a fight where I pummeled a rival who was much larger than me. They filed charges but nothing stuck, but it was enough for me to realize physical violence was no longer be dismissed as “boys will be boys” shenanigans; if I kept it up I would end up in prison. What does all of this have to do with safety? Not much, it’s just a glimpse into how I became who I became. The idea that one has to give respect to get respect was literally beat into me, and that lesson has stayed with me and has, I believe, a profound opportunity for us to apply this to worker safety.

Safety practitioners tend toward the Rodney Dangerfields of the work world; bemoaning the lack of respect workers and leaders show them. Now some of you just took offense to that. You will send me whiny comments to the effect that “ not all safety people are like that”. I didn’t say all or even most safety professionals, but I know a lot of us have felt disrespected at one time or another. Earning the respect of the organization is essential to our success in safety. People may rightfully say, that they don’t have to be liked to be effective in safety, but I will argue until I can’t physically utter another word before I concede that one can be effective if the people in the organization don’t respect them.

Respect is earned; hear that a lot, but what does it mean and how does it happen? It begins by believing with every fiber of your being that you are no better than the people you are charged with protecting. I have heard safety practitioners refer to the frontline workers as “shop monkeys” or “factory rats”; hardly respectful ways to VIEW a person, never mind describe them to a virtual stranger. Sometimes the disrespect is more subtle. I have been asked to dumb down safety training “because the hourlies just won’t get it” I was fired from one company after giving a speech on how to connect personal and business values to safety. Management praised the speech but the top dog decided it was way too high-brow for the simple-minded workers. I was eventually replaced by a guy who used arc flash to burn stuffed squirrels (I wish I was making this up).

I was also told that I could not be friends with the “great unwashed” and be effective as a safety professional. I disregarded that directive and soon had workers pointing out hazards and asking for my advice. This didn’t happen over night, nor was it easy. I would introduce myself and get eye rolls and smart aleck comments about safety. I would always make the point that I was there to have their back, not be on their back and since I didn’t know how to do their jobs I would be asking a lot of questions. Watching those guys work convinced me that I couldn’t do what they could do and it would be the height of arrogance to assume that they were somehow of less value to the world than me or anyone else.

One particularly belligerent worker loudly announced my arrival with “okay everybody the safety guy is here everybody follow the rules”. Later he asked me if I was “making sure everyone was following the rules”. I looked him in the eye and assertively told him that I was there to help him and his colleagues make informed decisions about their jobs and that I wasn’t his boss or his mother, but would like to help him make the kinds of decisions that might just save his life or the life of another. I told him, I will never save your life, but I will do my utmost to help you to save your own. His whole demeanor changed and he looked me square in the eye and said, “you’re different than most safety people, thanks for having our backs.”

If you think you’re better than the people you work with you are being disrespectful to them.

That’s not to say you can gain the respect of everyone. I get a lot of mail from people looking to take offense. I have learned to accept most of it without firing back, because in general people who ask “what makes you such an expert?” are really pissed off that they aren’t. Experts aren’t necessarily people with alphabet soup at the beginning or end of their names; credentials are relatively easy to get—hell I’m a reverend and a shaman thanks to spending three minutes on a website—but they aren’t anything to be summarily dismissed either. Worker experience too doesn’t mean much if you’ve done a substandard job your whole career; no matter the craft someone is the worst at it. Here again, you can’t just dismiss work experience as valueless; some of the most talented and dedicated safety professionals came up through the ranks.

The people who howl the loudest that “just because he has letters after his name doesn’t mean that he knows more about safety” are typically insecure crybabies who really want validation that they are good enough despite their lack of credentials. Similarly those who belittle “uneducated buffoons who were put into safety because they couldn’t do anything else” are simply looking for respect for the considerable learning and investment in time and money that they made.

The irony of me writing a post about respect is not lost on me. I have been poking and prodding the safety community for more than two decades, and haven’t been all that respectful in many of my posts, discussions, and comments, but all I can say is if you want my respect, earn it.


Why I Tend To See The Worst In Safety

I’m posting a day early. No reason really, except that I had it done and I tend to screw up the timed publication.  This was prompted by an email that called me rude and disrespectful to safety professionals. If I am rude I apologize. If I am disrespectful its because I was taught you earn respect by giving respect.  This blog is not now, nor will it ever be a love letter or a letter of appreciation to safety professionals for all the hard work we do.  Most people work hard.  Most people work harder than us. And a hell of a lot of people count on us to keep them alive. It’s a sacred trust and every time someone is hurt or killed we have let the organization down. So with that let the hate mail begin.

By Phil La Duke

If you’ve read my work, it has been a seemingly nonstop barrage on the state of safety and/or the ineptitude of safety professionals themselves. A reasonable person could ask, what the hell is wrong with me; if I hate safety so much why do I stay in the profession?

A friend of mine was a policeman and worked his way all the way from a rookie to becoming chief of police of a medium sized town that was a stopover for both major human trafficking and crystal meth rings, in other words not exactly Mayberry. I once asked him if he liked being a cop and his response surprised me. “Hell no,” he said “when you’re a cop you always see people at their worst and if you’re not careful you start to see the worst in everyone.” I had never thought of it that way, and think about it whether you are pro policeman or anti policeman you have to admit that when you typically encounter them you’re having a pretty crumby day—you’re reporting a burglary, getting pulled over, or they show up at your door because a neighbor complained about your barking dog. Or worse yet you are getting arrested.

For me, I have spent over 25 years in safety in one capacity or another and I tend to have become somewhat jaded in my opinion of safety as a field and of some of the safety “professionals”. When I worked in the auto plants in 1985, we had a safety guy and a Union Safety rep. The safety guy was the brother-in-law of the plant superintendent and was given the job to keep him off the line; he did nothing.  His previous job was that of a hair dresser and he had no experience or education in safety.  The Union safety rep worked the line and was only relieved for Union meetings. He too had no background or education in safety, and he too did nothing in the furtherance of safety.   But that was 1985, and a lot of progress has been made since then.

I’ve spoken out loudly against some of the top names in Safety, some have accused me of jealousy I can assure you that’s not the case. I’ve met these meat heads (not as some fan coming up after they spoke) but before and after we shared speaking engagements), looked them in there arrogant condescending eyes, spoken to them at length; enough to judge the measure of their character and found them wanting. In most I found people more interested in bilking companies out of their safety dollars than actual thought leaders who wanted to engage in debate. I found them to be skeazy snake-oil salesmen with the black twisted hearts of society’s worst.  They lie, or more accurately perpetuate 100 year old research and they convince safety professionals who had ought to know better. There have been exceptions, Christopher Vallee and Dave Janney from Taproot are great guys with a great system in which they believe and, what’s more important, works very well.  Probably most notable were Chris Goulart whose first words to me were “Phil La Duke? I hate you.” We talked at length and eventually became good friends despite radically different ideas about safety.  We still are at opposite ends of the spectrum, and neither of us were swayed by the other’s position, but I respect Chris and believe that at least he believes in what he is doing and I while I still think there’s a better way, Chris isn’t going to sell you something that will get you killed.  Another excellent exception to the pundit as shitbag rule is Wayne Pardy, with whom I was on the roster of a large Canadian Safety show.  Wayne and I had debated various points of safety online and disagreed often.  Wayne is a warm and friendly guy who believes in what he is doing, and while I disagree with some of his points, listening to him or hiring him, won’t get your people killed.

Keep in mind, I have made around 100 speeches both public and private and have met a lot of “giants” in safety, and most that I have met are snake oil salesmen and they know it. They get rich selling impotent solutions to people who should know better.  These solutions are INSTEAD of solutions that actually work and save lives, so if I seem to hold them and their brainless zombie groupies in the utmost contempt it’s because I do. There quackery gets people killed or causes companies to spend money that could have been better spent elsewhere, but what’s worse they make the entire idea of safety seem like a colossal waste of money. They endanger our lives, our livelihoods, and the credibility of our profession.

It’s not just the pundits who have jaded my view of safety. I have met a TON of half-witted safety guys and dim-witted organizations. Let me be clear here: in the interest of self-preservation I NEVER write about customers of my current employer; it is self-destructive and even were I to disguise the details, people are likely to figure out about whom I am talking.  Besides, it’s just poor form to bad mouth your customers.  They come to you in pain and need with serious problems; to belittle them privately or publically is just plain wrong.

When I am working with a company, they need to be certain that I am not disclosing anything I discover about them.  That having been said, I have been on hundreds (maybe close to a thousand) sales calls where I have met some surprisingly incompetent, lazy, and outright deranged safety professionals.  Nothing I like better than to be invited into talk about safety only to have a safety professional waste my precious time pratting on about how great their safety program is.  It’s like going to a fancy restaurant and when the waiter comes to take your order you saying, “no thanks I just want to sit at this table and tell you what a fantastic meal I just had at another restaurant.”  Yet when I looked at their programs I saw that they were deeply flawed.  They were obsessed with their rates, but ignored risk.  They proudly displayed the children’s safety poster contest (what sort of sociopath introduces the thought that their parents might die to a 5 year old simply because they went to work? This is beyond cruel, and how many people has it saved? None.)

Add to that the vitriol I receive in my in box. I get emails from people threatening to kill me, from safety professionals, (cowards make threats, and people serious about killing someone don’t warn them in writing ahead of time. It doesn’t frighten me; it disgusts me.) Safety people threatening to kill me because they don’t like what I said or how I said it.  Bring it on, I have a shovel and no how to dig a hole and where to buy lime, you come at me I doubt anyone would miss you. So this further shapes my view of safety both as a function and as its people.

There is also one factor as to why I am so hard on safety professionals. If I post a positive, constructive post on how to do something better in the world of safety, it draws 1/20th the readership, and yes I care how many people read my blog. It would seem that in the world of safety people would rather be insulted, shook, and called out then to read some innocuous and helpful tips.

I write this blog because we can do better. A lot of us ARE doing better. For all the hate mail I get I get 20 letters of support. I hope that my blogs make people nervous; I hope it angers them, and I hope it scares them, because when we are feeling THOSE emotions we are most likely, willing, and able to make lasting changes.  To a large extent Safety is the Wild West with people figuring it out on the fly and making it up as the go along.  We need to challenge ourselves and police ourselves.  We need to do better and we can.

The Body Counts Continue

By Phil La Duke

As the safety professionals nestled in the serene bosom of the holidays, the Bureau of Labor Statistics dropped a shattering revelation. The news came like a hammer through a plate glass window; sudden and jarring. Workplace fatalities have risen to their highest rate since 2008. The fact that overall injuries have continued to fall year after year has lulled safety professionals into thinking that the workplace over all has become safer; we sit and congratulate ourselves on a job well done, ignoring the fatal fly in the ointment that the trend in workplace fatalities has stayed flat and now has spiked upward.

In this Twittering Trump, Brexit, post-fact world that fact that people are continuing to die at work doesn’t seem to matter; we congratulate ourselves none-the-less. Our leaders both within Safety and in our core businesses continue to count bandages. Despite injury counts and rates and other lagging indicators we crack on like Nazi bureaucrats bearing witness to the carnage and telling ourselves that we are only following orders and if we didn’t do it they would just find someone else to do; hard at work at the mundane task of having blood on our hands while telling ourselves that we are doing God’s work.

Too harsh? Maybe. But consider this: as those 4,836 workers lie dying in the dirt of a construction site, or a cramped warehouse, or along side a lonely stretch of road, the pundits of our field wrote books, and trumpeted loudly the snake oil d’jour. The safety Neros fiddled as the workers died. Each day someone comes up with another way of treating injuries while ignoring risk. Risk; the probability of injury; concepts to difficult to grasp and even harder to reduce, haunts our trade, and yet these charlatans continue rebranding the same old crap, caring not if people die as long as people buy and buy.

The propaganda arm of the National Safety Council, Health & Safety magazine does a nice job of reporting the grim statistics; the butcher’s bill, and are quick to point out the significant drop in overall injuries, it offers no insight into these deaths. They point out some inane statistics (“Fatal injuries among private oil and gas extraction workers were 38 percent lower in 2015 than 2014. Gee with the oil and gas business still swirling steadily above the proverbial toilet bowl, I wonder why fatalities in this area are over a third lower.)

Data without analysis is simply trivia, and the report offers it up in heaping portion. Take for instance the “650 deaths occurred among workers age 65 and older – the second-highest total among this demographic since the Census of Fatal Occupational Injuries began in 1992.” The coverage doesn’t include what this might imply. Is this a statistical anomaly or is it cause for genuine concern; we don’t know because no one asked the question.

The fact is no one in safety seems too concerned that fatalities are flat (if you listen to the most optimistic or rising if you listen to the most realistic among us.) We focus on the effectively meaningless drop in overall injuries. Of course we also ignore the fact that at least a portion of this steady improvement in injury reduction is a fallacy. We cannot measure injuries while rewarding their absence. How much of this decrease is recorded injuries are simply the result of under-reporting? We don’t know and what’s more we don’t seem to care. Unreported injuries create a skewed view of our operating risk, which is a precursor to serious injury or death. As we become more complacent about the risk of injury we have a tendency to take greater and greater risks and every time we are unharmed by a shortcut, or we drift from the norm and emerge unscathed we teach ourselves that unnecessary risk taking—even recklessness—is safe. The increase in fatalities is no mystery. The mystery is why no one seems to care enough to do anything about it.

New New Year’s Resolutions for Safety Professionals

By Phil La Duke

Note: I am posting a couple of days early since so many are eager for resolutions.

Four years ago I posted New Year’s resolutions for Safety Professionals and it continues to get a lot of traffic this time of year. I while I still believe the resolutions I wrote back then are important, I think it’s high time I update them. So here are my resolutions for Safety Professionals for 2017:

Resolution #1: Less Focus Teaching And More on Coaching

We tend to train workers and then cut them loose into the workplace. From learning to walk to learning the most complex thing we know, we didn’t learn it by sitting in a classroom listening to an expert prattle on and on. Furthermore, we didn’t learn it in a single event. We as safety professionals have to team with the training professionals to construct adult learning that leverages structured coaching (not shadow training). We need to provide workers with feedback, but not in the cheese-ball safety observation way, but in a way that verifies that the workers’ truly understand how to do the job correctly (which by definition means safely).

Resolution #2: Wage War On Complaceny

In my 2013 post I discussed the dangers of complacency. In my opinion complacency around safety (“we’re safe enough since we didn’t kill anyone recently”) is the number one threat to worker well being in the coming year, but it’s not worker complacency it’s organizational complacency. We’ve been so busy congratulating ourselves on the great job we’re doing that we have become blasé about the dangers of non-standard work or even overt risks in our workplace.

Resolution #3: Less Observation More Conversation

Despite the years of effort and reams and reams of virtual trees killed condemning traditional BBS, pockets still exist. Stop having people watch coworker work and engage workers in meaningful conversations about safety. Find out what keeps them up at night and what they are tired of reporting and being ignored. Treat adults like grown ups and they will surprise you.

Resolution #4: Unify

No one can argue like a safety professional. We need to find a path to unification and concentrate on the things on which we can all agree instead of the things on which we don’t. From the outside looking in, we look like a bunch of childish boobs who can’t even agree on the simplest lexicon; this most stop.

Resolution #5: Do It Because It’s Right

Too often we fall into the trap where we default to the “the law tells we have to” which begs the question, “what if we don’t?” Instead we need to be led by our own (and the company’s) values. Never tell your leaders, “this is the right thing to do” because it implies a moral superiority on your part. Instead, you might try saying, “I will prefer to be guided by our shared values”. It’s tough for a leader to say, “to hell with our values, let’s do the bare minimum.” If you are guided by your values you will never disappoint yourself.

Resolution #6: Do It Right

Do your job. I have always said the key to success is to get half the people in the organization to do their jobs, half the time. But that’s not enough when it comes to safety, we also need to do our job correctly.

Resolution #6: Embrace the “Healthy” Side of Health and Safety

I think that this particular resolution that I wrote in 2012 is still germane to safety so I am carrying it over. There are a lot of safety professionals who have the word Health (or at least the initial H) in their titles. But even though it is ostensibly the responsibility of the Safety professional, scare little is done to improve the physical condition of the workers.  Even if there isn’t budget for improving worker health there is certainly a financial incentive for improving worker health.  Sometimes workers resent campaigns aimed at getting them healthier. Safety professionals should resolve to reduce the stress in the workplace and to make worker’s lives better by keeping them healthier and feeling better.

Resolution #7: Find the Balance

I’ve met too many safety professionals who are so devoted to the safety of others that they lose sight of their own well-being. Next year find the work-life balance that works not only for you, but for those around you. You’re job is important but you can’t do it well unless you learn how to balance all the important things in your life.

Resolution #8: Drive the Lunatics Out of Safety

We have been running from the LinkedIn bullies, safety snake-oil salesmen, and out-and-out ranting lunatics for too long. I can think of at least 10 of the top minds in safety who have been driven from LinkedIn because of honest to God mentally ill people who use Social Networking as there own deranged soap box. We can no longer sit idly by as our profession is highjacked by these social maladroits, pompous windbags, and profiteers. We need to report them to LinkedIn, we need to write to the safety associations and let them know that speakers selling their Big Red Book Of Nonsense aren’t technical sessions they are commercials. Finally we need to make it clear that while thought provocation is appropriate personal insults, death threats, and email comments that look like they have been written by a meth head baboon (which go, in the case of one who I am sure is reading this) directly into the spam folder unread by me. We have to confront these trolls even when the comments aren’t directed at us unfriend them, stop following their Tweets, block them from LinkendIn and rid the profession of them forever, in other words we need to group up.

Peace unto all of you and happy new year.

Who Are You?

Who are you? It’s a seemingly simple question, but one that the safety community struggles with daily.   It’s a problem when we don’t know who we are because if we don’t know who we are then we cannot accurately communicate who we are because when decision makers don’t know who we are, and what our precise role is, they make bad decisions. When leaders make bad decisions about safety it increases risk and it kills people.

The Zealot

The safety zealot is an idealist, and while that term is a compliment in many contexts, in the context of safety it is not. Safety zealots are inflexible, rigid creatures who see anyone that disagrees as evil and dangerous. Safety zealots are often at odds with company leaders because the leaders know view the zealots as harmless fools at best and lunatics at best. The zealot wants it all and will stop at nothing to get it. Zealots are dangerous because they are unreasonable—they are uncompromising and anything less than perfect is a failure. They tend to see others as uncaring or at least not caring enough.

The Crusader

The safety crusader believes that the safety of workers is his or her job 24-7 and that this responsibility extends beyond the workforce and intrudes into the personal lives of the workers, safety at home, safety in the hobbies and pass times of the workers. The crusader sees him/herself as the one true champion of the worker and believes that making the work force safe is the role of every safety practitioner. Crusaders believes the only reason to make the work place safer is because it is the “right thing to do”, and to talk about safety in terms of cost savings is crass and cold-hearted.

The Philosopher

The safety philosopher likes to argue about things that at a practical level really don’t make much of a difference in actual improvement in safety. Safety philosophers will argue vehemently one inconsequential point against another. Safety philosophers tend to spend hours online shouting down anyone who disagrees with their chosen beliefs set.

The Pragmatist

The pragmatist knows that safety isn’t cut and dry and that if safety is the absence of injuries you can never really measure it. The pragmatist may face battle after battle with leaders who have been swayed by one of the other kinds of safety practitioners. The safety pragmatist understands that zero injuries may be possible, but achieving it and sustaining it usually isn’t practical. The pragmatist understands that his or her job is to reduce risk, and protect both worker and the company. We need more safety pragmatists.

The Accountant

Safety accountants are enamored by numbers. They make pretty charts of body counts and love to show off how much things have improved (or are improving) without really calculating all the costs. The accountants are good at manipulating numbers to make it seem like they are doing a better job than they are.

The Safety Cop

Safety cops believe that if everyone would just follow the safety rules that everything would be wonderful. Safety cops live in a world of rules, infractions, and ruthless disciplinary action for noncompliance. These safety practitioners are often frustrated because operations don’t through the book at people who don’t follow the rules. Safety cops also tend to see the injured workers as careless or reckless dopes without the sense God gave geese. They see workers as the enemy or as children that have to be watched and disciplined constantly.

The Safety Storm Trooper

The Safety Storm Trooper sees him/herself as the thin red line between the lying workers who fake injuries so they can lie around and fraudulently collect disability. When a worker is injured on a Monday, the Safety Storm Trooper defaults to the belief that the injury actually happened while the worker was roofing his brother-in-laws house. Safety Storm Trooper works tirelessly to prevent workers from collecting money from the company.

So Which One Are You?

If you are being really honest you probably are seeing yourself in one or more of these roles. I think we all find ourselves playing one or more of these roles once in a while, the danger becomes when we start playing one role to the exclusion of all others.

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