Long Live the King
We got word Friday that the best thing to ever happen to our greater organization since the invention of the desktop computer has been given the axe. This has made a lot of people angry and has been widely regarded as a bad move. My shop takes even greater offence since we would never have been without his having created us. I take personal offence since this guy's the reason I am working here right now to begin with.
The working world I live in is a strange place filled with stranger things and ideas. In the real world a business is run with the unifying goal of making money. This not being the real world, the only goal is power. "Students first? Oh yes, if I have the time, and if I can find an angle to make work for me." That seems to be the attitude of most everyone above the working class line and below the line of Chancellor. Nothing happens in that dark gray place that doesn't involve the movement of power.
We all know what happened. In walks a guy who turns our greater organization from a land of smoke and mirrors to a functioning unit that can not only produce, but can document how they got there. Our king didn't bother with politics, our king made things happen. This angered many of the power players because they felt that he was gaining power without playing the Great Game, and they were right. Games are for children or leisure, not for business.
I refuse to give in to the fear of loss. This is a kin to jealously, and that way lays the dark side. I am going to continue to do what our king set us up to do. I am going to win the Great Game by not playing. In the old days if something went poorly everyone could point fingers at everyone else and who ever spins the best yarn wins the match and the power gained from it. It was easy, there was no information, there was no proof. There was just one word against another, aliances, double crosses, and shady deals. My great joy is knowing that when anyone points a finger at my greater organization I can have the truth of the matter in full color in about fifteen minutes. It really doesn't matter to me who wins one way or the other. What matters most to me is that I stink up their corn flakes with a healthy dose of fact. Sometimes the greater organization ends up at fault, sometimes not. These things matter not to me.
I believe that our king was used as a bargaining piece for something else. It remains to be seen if what we lost will be worth what we gain. From my vantage point in the data stream, I can see only one thing valuable enough to warrent this great loss. We shall see soon enough if the sacrifice was worth it. I pray it is.
