The notebook with "Day One" written on the first page sat in the top drawer of my desk. I hadn't opened it since that night. The inspiration had faded, replaced by the grind of implementation. Writing "Day One" was easy. Living it was hard. It involved firing people. It involved rewriting contracts. It involved sitting in HR meetings for six hours while lawyers argued over severance packages for employees who had been complicit in the corruption, knowingly or not.
It was a Tuesday morning, three weeks after Sterling's arrest. The sun was shining, but the mood in the foundation office was somber. We were in the middle of a staff restructuring. The multi-signature protocol was in place, but people were resistant. They were used to the old ways. Quick approvals. Handshakes. Backroom deals. T
