Thursday, November 5, 2009

Committee of Idiots

Where did the need for middle management come from? At some remote moment in time did legerdemain wrest from a right thinking soul his mind, leading him to bifurcate the simple task of getting from one point to the next. This folly now festers within many a good enterprise, weeding it with the idiocy of mediocre minds bent on making much of nothing as a means to extend their needless " contributions ".


Incendiary? Only to those so exposed. Those tedious individuals complicating already complicated lives with redundancy, stupidity, and out right buffoonery all in the name of self justification, i. e. I'm here, so it must be important. Bullocks! Layering of responsible builds insulation to the morons in the middle-

To those of you out there who are competent in your managerial skills and feel the need to take umbrage at my wild accusations; don't bother. You know your abilities are vastly overwhelmed by the dross of bald faced mediocrity committed by the rest. Protest if you must, but don't try to deny the obvious.

-allowing them to wallow in their idiocy to the detriment of those trying to get something important or productive done.


But why?


Are they not supposed to be facilitators; ably smoothing out the kinks; allowing those on the front lines to be properly supported so they may achieve the qualities of efficiency and capability in the service of their employer? Are they not the means by which those on the front lines are ably represented to the poo-bahs at the top, those making long term decisions that affect all concerned. If the two statements above are true, or hoped or meant to be, does that not place a burden of solemn responsibility on the shoulders, or heads, of these mid level apparatchiks?


I believe it does!


And yet are they such as asked above? My experience is a deflating No. And, dear reader, this is fully in league with the cognoscenti and the diaspora of those chilled, CHILLED to the bones by the prodigious wailing of those, across all spectres of this great land, laid low by the nitwits foisted upon us by upper management twits eager to hand off to a army of goofs while they go off to engage in deep thinking rather than command a crack group of dedicated hard working employees. It is truly a bummer, man.


Somewhere a gaggle of idiots are in deep conference; if you can call it that, given some rudimentary bureaucratic function to oversee for the perfunctory purpose of covering the company's sorry butt in case of injury or outrage. This solemn occasion is juxtaposed by the asinine members of said committee brooding ever vigilantly in an effort to make the mundane stupefyingly pointless, witless, and without any redeeming value.

Something that those of us with actual work to do look forward to with baited breath.