Vincent Marsland

For as long as I can remember there have been figures in authority positions within my life attempting to instill a sense of fear or concern for the future. As I have grown older, parents and teachers have given way to business and though leaders with pessimistic views of the future. During my early years it was the threat of nuclear war with the Soviet Union, the hole in the ozone layer, and threat of a global pandemic. Since then I have seen an increase in trepidation ov

In early 2016 I made a very important choice for my life, I decided to go back to university and pursue an MBA degree. I’d been out of school quite a bit longer than most of my future peers, 12 years, and would not only be leaving a position in which I was comfortable, but a company that had a great culture and work life balance. In essence, there was nothing about my current position that was overly negative or really pushing me towards higher education, instead I was two

This was originally posted on the Imperial College Business School Blog which can be found here: https://wwwf.imperial.ac.uk/business-school/intelligence/student-blog/ethical-business/ To some, the title of this blog might appear to be oxymoronic. We seem to be living in an age of sweatshops, insider trading, & white collar crime which potentially has created a general opinion that to rise in through the ranks of the business world one has to forgo their personal ethics. Me

**I am writing this after a long night of watching one state after another cast their delegates towards a Trump Presidency. While that may have been the catalyst towards me putting down these thoughts, there is a wider issue I am attempting to raise and highlight that is becoming increasingly prevalent.** A different kind of glass ceiling was broken today. The glass ceiling that kept xenophobic narcissistic extremists in check has been shattered paving the way for future "le

When I look down at my left hand while typing I can still see the scar on my pointer finger from when I was 8 years old and made a mistake while whittling. Oddly I’ve become fond of the scar. Not only does it represent a memory from my childhood, during a particularly happy time, but it is also a constant reminder to try something new. As we grow older we tend to become more risk adverse. Stop and think about it for a moment. When you were 8 years old every tree was a cl