That GM was a major part of my former life.Many years ago as a field service technician I had a call at a GM plant in Pontiac Michigan. As I entered the plant I beheld rows and rows of automation. I eventually saw a single hilo driver pass by. I stood there like Forrest Gump with an imaginary dialogue in my head "Well, Jen-ney, if the ro-bots are doing everything, what are the people who worked here doing now? And how can they afford buying one of these cars?"
That Gumpian epiphany entered my mind every time I drove by the empty field where that plant once stood.
It's easy to swat down people pondering things outside the breadth of their understanding. But like a deer that pauses at the edge of an empty field, hearing nothing, seeing nothing, it is hard to deny the instinct that something might be wrong.
Many years later the GM board had the sagacity to choose an exceptionally well qualified woman to run the company. She's brought life back to plants in Michigan and is building new ones throughout the US. The old GM didn't operate like her common sayings or mottos that are worth knowing, and especially if you knew the old ways in GM.