For the last 15 years, I have operated a business called The Wisdom of the Campfire. The inspiration was the experience of sitting around an early 1970s roaring campfire (hot, smokey and comforting, primeval) whilst out on maneuvers in a foreign country when I was in the Army.
I was a company grade officer in the company of German and American senior officers and senior non-commissioned officers, some of whom had fought in World War II as younger men.
I sat there, warmed myself, and STFU and listened.
A Sergeant Major said, “Don’t take advice from someone whose life you wouldn’t trade yours for.” [For the record, I did not correct the Sergeant Major for ending his utterance with a preposition.]
That stuck with me to this minute. I am not certain I understand it completely, but it has forced me to think. Here’s some observations:
Never give unsolicited advice. I always ask, “Would you like some advice?” I have had a few folks say, “Thanks, no.” Saves wasted effort.
Advice is renting experience. It’s inexpensive and smart.
Don’t take advice from someone with zero experience in that line of work or endeavor. As an example, I have heard some spectacularly terrible advice vomited up from VCs who have never started or run a business. Run your own lane.
As to the issue of trading your life for theirs, I have negotiated a slightly different slant on that — “Don’t take advice from someone whose outcomes in that domain you would not trade for yours.” Seems to be more on target for me.
But, hey, what the Hell do I really know anyway? I’m just a Big Red Car. Call me if you need some advice.


Big red car, before we ask you for advice are you a 250 straight six, or a small bore V8 283 or 327, or are you a real king of the hill 396 or 427? We only ask to assess the power of your advice. 😊😊
No argument with that, just God's truth.