Day 12: October 07, 2005 Friday may frizzleate the fontain

1. Yes, on Friday we input fictional, if not merely inflated weekly hour "work" totals into categories in the corporate TIME ACCOUNTING DATABASE, for godknowswhat gray, button-down reasons. So much foolishness, so little time. Envision, if you might, a world where these meaningless, benumbing, deceptive accouting rituals don't exist. Oh, pleasant hope! How little this has to do with reality!

"Ah, look! We have exceeded our target annual maintenance allocation!"

Yea, verily and what the fuck?

2. I continue with the robotic, androidal, mechanistic, soul-sucking Sarbanes-Oxley audit. Even 1984 fell short in predicting the dead soul mentality inherent in such activities. 1984's mechanistic moral universe was at least ominous and heavy-handed. This is just mentally-retarded.

3. Rumors of layoffs abound. What would the post-modern / post-coital corporation be without constant terrorizing by management threats of layoffs? It would be merely a haven for Dead Souls. With this, it becomes a kind of pecuniary purgatory. "How long must we all stay here and suffer, performing tasks drained of meaning?"

For my part, I learned to ignore rumors a long time ago. Fight the Power, o my brothers and sisters. Remember the whop bop alamo.

THE CORPORATION IS A 'LEGAL PERSON'. Boy, does this burnt concept need revision. This should be down/upgraded to: "THE CORPORATION HAS NO LEGAL STANDING WITH RESPECT TO THE RIGHTS OF INDIVIDUALS". Boy, didn't that feel good to say! Up The Organization, as they used to say.