The Diplomatic Warrior
: Negotiating Like a Boss
Right, gather 'round, chaps. Let’s talk brass tacks about something that ain’t exactly sunshine and puppies: negotiation. Or, as the highfalutin types call it, a ‘diplomatic war strategy’. I call it “Negotiate While Advancing.”
See, here’s the rub. When you’re eyeball to eyeball with someone across a table, they’re usually trying to claw back what they lost in the scrap. And they’ll sweet-talk you with words like ‘fairness’ and ‘morality’. Don’t buy that bollocks. It’s just paint on a rotten fence.
The guts of it is simple enough: negotiation ain’t some tea party. It’s just another skirmish. You keep pushing, same as you would in a dust-up. You lean on 'em, and you lean hard. That forces them to talk on your terms. Grab ground before and during the talk, then toss 'em back the bits you don’t give a shite about as ‘compromises’. Makes you look like a right good bloke, somehow.
Philip of Macedon – a bloke who knew how to crack heads and take ground – saw it. Negotiation wasn’t a time-out; it was just more fighting in suits. Same tricks, same moves. And trust? That’s just another tool. Machiavelli, that old bastard, got it right: “A sensible ruler doesn’t keep his word if it screws him over.” And if he wants an excuse to break it, he’ll find one. Cynical? Aye. True? Too often.
The whole damn thing hinges on being ready. Go in foggy-brained, and you’ll get spun like a top. You need to know exactly what you want down the line and what you’ve got to get it. That keeps you solid, keeps you cool. And it lets you throw 'em those ‘concessions’ that cost you exactly bugger all when it comes to the main prize.
And before you even sit, do your digging. Find out where they bleed. Their weak spots, what they’re craving. That gives you the edge, the ability to rattle 'em, make 'em emotional. Hell, play the fool if it helps. The less they know what you’re up to, the more room you have to corner 'em. Prince Metternich knew this dance: “Because I know what I want and what the others are capable of, I am completely prepared.”
Now, for those who think smiling and being nice win the day. Get that right out of your head. People are nice only when their arse is on the line and they have no choice. Your job is to make fighting you a bloody, miserable business. Back off trying to be friendly, and they’ll see it as an invite to mess you about. That’s just how people are, sadly.
Look at history. Nations that forget this get hammered. The lesson is clear: keep moving, keep the boot on their neck. Every step forward weakens their position, strengthens yours at the table. You ain’t just grabbing land for the hell of it; you’re building a place to stand and call the shots. Once they’re forced to fold, then you can be Mr. Nice Guy with your concessions.
Even when your hand’s weak as piss, you gotta keep pushing. Looking strong, acting tough, keeps the pressure on. It hides your soft spots and lets you make your own breaks. 'Cause if you act weak and ask for crumbs, you’ll get crumbs. But you come in hard, making big demands, people think there must be something behind it. You earn some respect, and that’s leverage. Refuse to budge when you’ve got the upper hand, be ready to walk – that’s a powerful club.
Harold Nicholson, a smart Brit in the game, said there were two kinds: warriors and shopkeepers. Warriors use talks to buy time, to get stronger. Shopkeepers, God bless 'em, believe in handshakes and happy endings. The real mess comes when a shopkeeper thinks he’s talking to another shopkeeper and finds himself across from a warrior in sheep’s clothing.
Ideally, you’d know who you’re dealing with. But the good warriors are chameleons; all smiles till the knives come out. So, when in doubt, especially when the stakes are high, you gotta be the warrior. Negotiate While Advancing. You can always pull back and smooth things over if you step too far. But if you’re playing shopkeeper and meet a warrior, you’re screwed. In this world, full of bastards playing warrior, even if you’re a shopkeeper at heart, you better be ready to swing steel.
There it is. Not pretty, maybe even a bit brutal. But it works. Remember this when you’re squaring off. You might just find yourself in a damn sight better spot when the talking starts. Now, who fancies a brew?
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