workplace politics

i am on fire...i have become shiva, the destroyer, many headed, many armed, darkly gloating and thirsty for vengeance. my enemies are like stinking insect mush caught in the tread of my boot. their mush offends me and so my golden lightening strikes their gooey remains and they become ashes in the wind, no good even for fertilizer. all of their cycles are truely ended now, and for eternity. there is only blackness and the musical value of their keening and wailing. i burn their loved ones at the stake and force them to watch. and i eat their lunch, too. yummy.

shiva doesn't even know what a corner is. shiva asks: "if there really was a corner why would you allow it to share your dimension?" shiva has no need of the smooth round things. shiva has demolished the kabuki theatre. it is only a legend now. the old people talk about it, but they are so lost too...

enjoy your vengeance. it is nourishing to the soul sometimes to say "i told you so." and "it was me all along" these are sweet words. who is king? who is shiva? who is your daddy now, bitches? i use your backs for ladders, pukes.

workers in the soviet union used to say: "we pretend to work and they pretend to pay us".

in the west, we pretend to work and they really do pay us. but they have to borrow the money. the more they borrow, the less it is worth. the chinese and the saudis want their interest paid on time, you see.

i saw my co-worker cutting some new corners off his work today. very clever. now i have to cut these corners to keep up with him. soon the whole village will be cutting corners and we will only have round things. who will buy my smooth round kabuki show?

the boss pretends the corners don't matter. his boss is aware of missing corners, but does not entirely understand them. he has glimpsed these newly smooth things, but is not sure what the corners were for. he is ashamed to admit he does not understand these newly smooth pebbles. how does it effect his bonus? is smooth better than sharp? 

Eureka! it was a safety issue all along! the village is saved! this is called "Reaganomics". 

you can have it right, or you can have it right now. that is how it usually works. but they want both. common sense should tell them it is not possible. engineers say: faster, stronger, or cheaper, just pick two. three requires a breakthrough that comes once in a generation.

we are in a mutually assured destruction pact with our boss. he could fire us, but then we will reveal to his masters how much pencil whipping we do around here. we have created a Potemkin Village of commercial activity. if he expels us from the village, we will burn it down. I'm fine with that. 

i am old. but it is only recently that i learned that competence counts for little. backstabbing is the true path of success. remember to keep smiling.