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Impressionism / Claude Monet/ Haystacks at Giverny
One of the reasons that I chose yesterday as my retirement day is that it was the second anniversary of case zero here in the USA. I tried for two years to do what little I could to keep a small portion of the ship above water, but in the end, the attempt didn’t really seem to do anything whatsoever.
Now, I want to be really specific in laying down the blame. I blame the PMC (Professional Managerial Class) for the abject failure of the last two years. Just to make things clear, this is a very specific, very small class of folks. Professionals without management responsibility are not to be taken to task here. Granted they might have been using the Nurenberg defense (I was just following orders) but despite protestations to the contrary, this is a valid defense most of the time.
Nope, I am talking about the folks with MBA’s who genuflect at the altar of Bernays and the holy writ of the time and motion study. Simply put, these are the whores who have lost sight of the final product and genuflect at the bottom line. But like all whores, they spend the bulk of their time servicing the customer’s desires for a greater share of the customers wallet.
So, we have managed to get ourselves played into the whores game of running the country on the whim of an elite that only looks to their own needs and forgets (or worse, doesn’t care)that their decisions have real life consequences.
So, the truth is that I tried and failed. I am retreating into the netherland of retirement now where I am no longer in the game. I think that this will work out just fine.
congratulations on your escape
Date: 2022-01-22 07:49 pm (UTC)REBIRTH
Date: 2022-01-22 09:09 pm (UTC)So, retirement is the rebirth of hope – it offers the opportunity to branch out and find new ways to try and fail some more. It is a real shame, when after a long career, an old guy decides to sit at a bar all day instead of jumping at the opportunity to branch out.
But perhaps it is not such a shame; after all, it seems to be a fairly popular choice, and people tend to look after their own best interest. In fact, a common complaint these days is that people are too concerned about their own best interest.
Maybe the nether land of retirement is a land where hope remains alive … as long as you sit at the bar and stay out of range of failure. That way you can just think about all the things you might try if you were stupid enough, instead of actually trying them. At the end of the day, the time and money spent at the bar could be well spent.
This version of rebirth might seem depressing, and whether it does, probably depends on the degree to which a person’s job annihilated their human spirit.
In the year 2022, the old guy who retires with big plans, is generally somebody who plans on using a lot of fuel before they die. Based on this, being the loser at the bar is good for the environment. The choice is up to you, but one of the alternatives does seem selfish.