
Hardcover - 293 pages (September 1998) Viking Childrens
Books; ISBN: 0670879029 ; Dimensions (in inches): 1.00 x 9.31 x
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On a Roll:
From Hot Dog Buns to High-Tech Billions by Howard Jonas

If I could give this book six stars, I would.
This
Horatio Alger autobiography, written by the man who started the
telecommunications giant IDT, is one of the best books I have
ever read. Expecting a self-glorifying, or at the very least,
a dry book on how one man built his fortune, I was surprised by
how engaging and universal this business book is. Howard Jonas
takes us through his colorful life: his motivations, his beliefs,
his failures and successes - Jonas reveals everything he has learned
through his many entreprenuerial adventures. Driven to succeed,
Jonas began his business journeys in junior high with a hot dog
stand, which he pieced together with an old baby carriage and
miscellaneous bric-brac from his parents' garage. Owning his own
business for several summers whetted Jonas' appetite for further
enterprises. Before the age of 21, Jonas left the hot dog business
and started an
advertising business, a publishing firm, a New York City touring
company, a brochure delivery business,
and mail order businesses in personalized astrological charts,
bonsai trees, decorated Christmas trees, and perfume. His kaleidoscopic
need to capitalize on money-making ideas was met with both success
and failure, which has lent to his myriad nuggets of wisdom.
Unlike
many of America's CEOs, Howard Jonas wasn't born priveleged. He
worked his way to the top with the help of his business acumen,
his good sense of humor, his down-to-earth attitude, his zest
for life and his sense of compassion. A Harvard student, Jonas
grew disgruntled at the old boys' network and hypocrisy entrenched
in the Ivies...As he writes in his third chapter, Rejecting
Harvard:
"One
last word on the problem of living in two worlds at the same
time. Toward the end of my first year at Harvard, the Crimson
(the official school newspaper) decided to do a story on student
entrepreneurs attending the college. They were able to identify
three. One was me.
"Another
student, who had gone into the stock brokerage business, was
doing it the Harvard way. Football team jocks were selling
his stock, economy majors were doing the analysis. English
lit people were turning out the sales literature, and everyone
was maintaining a full academic schedule. This was a pure
Harvard operation. I mean, even when you went into his beautiful
offices overlooking Harvard Square, the receptionist who greeted
you was a Harvard cheerleader.
"I
heard from the guy years later. Things hadn't turned out so
well for him at Harvard, and now he was down on his luck again,
trying to sell salvage rights for abandoned oil wells.
"Oh,
what about the third guy? Well, he was smart. He realized
you couldn't live in two worlds. He forgot about his Harvard
degree and what that and all the Harvard contacts could mean
to his career, and just dropped out. I knew some of his friends,
but I never met him. I heard he was trying to get some of
them to be partners and leave school with him. Maybe if he'd
asked me, I would have gone. Too bad. Oh, his name? Bill Gates."
Jonas
explains why he dropped out of Harvard and how it was one of the
best choices he had ever made. He didn't wheel-and-deal to the
top with fancy suits and false impressions. IDT was always - and
continues to be - a down-to-earth, no-nonsense, blue-jean company.
Although he easily could, Jonas doesn't wear expensive suits,
drive a luxury car or own a flashy home. He has felt more in common
with the struggling underdogs than the privileged winners, as
he explains in chapter nine:
"My
new teacher again called my parents in because I wasn't living
up to my potential. At this point, my father took two new
approaches. First, he informed her that I was, in fact, performing
way above my potential. In fact, he assured her, I really
did not have potential, but was gifted in making people think
that I did. Second, he drove me down to the Bowery (the section
of New York where drunken vagrants live on the street begging
for coins from motorists) so I could see what I would amount
to if I didn't start shaping up in school. The trip, however,
had an unanticipated effect on me. I didn't at all see these
men as worthless vagrants. Rather, I saw them as fellow nonconformists
who had been beaten down by teachers, the boys in the firth
grade, the grapefruit girl, and all my other enemies who only
wanted to marginalize people. These were my friends. Someday
I would liberate them. For now, though, I demanded we stop
the car so I could give them all the money I had.
"None
of these experiences, however, in any way broke my spirit.
I simply refused to accept the values or judgments of the
world around me. In order to keep any self-esteem, I had to
retreat into my own fantasy world, where everything was good
and everything was possible. I actually saw everybody's rejection
and disapproval as some kind of necessary character-building
I had to go through before I could achieve something great
and show everyone they were wrong about me all along. I also
became a person who never gave up. In my own mind I would
glamorize every failure as some kind of valiant effort against
all odds, laudable just for the attempt....I'd also romanticize
every small success as a major step in my inevitable march
to some kind of great glory. Thus, for close to ten years
following college, when my main business consisted of driving
around all night delivering brochures to hotel lobbies, worrying
that my old van would conk out, thus killing the business,
I imagined myself not as the truck driver I really was, but
as an advertising mogul building a solid base for a future
display advertising empire and beyond.
"Of
course, I realized I might always stay a deliveryman. Even
worse, I knew I could even lose that. I might lose my brochure
clients and then I'd be a complete zero. Even when things
started to get better, I was always aware that just one misstep
and it could all be over.
"When
you've been on the bottom for so long, it's hard to take success
seriously. When people start calling you "Mr. Jonas"
instead of "Howard", it's sort of surreal. When
you see your picture on the front page of the New York
Times or have people treat you with all kinds of respect
because they read about you in Business Week or Forbes,
it's hard to take it seriously after so many years. It's strange
that people think you're unusual because you don't lock yourself
away in a fancy corner office, still wear blue jeans to work,
and answer your own phone. Really, nothing's changed from
getting chased home from school, booed off the stage, or working
as a deliveryman. But the breaks have gone my way, so the
fantasies are becoming true. Still, I know only too well that
it might not have gone that way and even now it could reverse.
That's why I find it much easier to relate to those whom society
calls "losers rather than the "winners." Frankly,
I think we have a lot more in common."
Jonas furthers
the excitement by taking the reader on the rollercoaster ride
of IDT's breakthrough in the telecommunications market. His endless
battles with the AT&T's former monopoly read like the biblical
story of David and Goliath. (IDT still owns the number 1-800-SCREW-AT&T).
IDT became one of the first telecommunications companies to offer
fair, competitive rates to consumers, which only happened after
an immense struggle. At the same time, most companies were being
swallowed whole, like little minnows to AT&T's whale, but
IDT managed to stay afloat and thrive. Jonas explains how and
why.
"On a Roll" is an incredible book: it is well-written,
well-organized, full of substance, wisdom, humorous anecdotes,
and religious fables, all woven together seamlessly by a first-time
author. I felt very inspired and read the book quickly. Jonas
is my new hero and "On a Roll" is an amazing book, one
that I not only highly recommend but, for all of its wisdom, will
definitely read again. - Katharina Woodworth, Web Editor
Table of Contents
Prologue: Slaying the Meligoth
Chapter One: One Finger for Onions
Chapter Two: I Want to Live!
Chapter Three: Rejecting Harvard
Chapter Four: Back to the Gutter
Chapter Five: One Step Above the Pushcart
Chapter Six: Gold in the Sewer
Chapter Seven: Conducting the Orchestra
Chapter Eight: Us Against the World's Phone Monopolies
Chapter Nine: Raising Money
Chapter Ten: 1-800-SCREW-AT&T
Chapter Eleven: Free the Internet!
Chapter Twelve: It Could Always Be Worse
Chapter Thirteen: Secrets of the Street
Chapter Fourteen: The Great Comeback
Epilogue: On a Roll
Afterword
Acknowledgments
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