What follows may not sound like an article on business. I request some patience and leniency. Follow along, it all comes together, I promise. The ocean is glass. Islands are everywhere. Big Islands with towns and cars, little ones a jumble of rocks. Many, many others of different sizes. Last July I am sailing a 120-foot gaffed rigged schooner named the Julia Bradley. Built in 1864 and sailed like it was back then. Everything is manual, nothing automatic. All food is cooked on a wood stove on a wooden ship. There is synergy in that. There is no engine. There ...