Rage
Injustice
Stupidity
Bureaucracy
Incompetence
Surrounded by hierarchy in positions of power
Who lack even the merest shred of common sense
They populate their palaces (departments) with as many more of their ilk as they can find
Promoting idiocy
Celebrating stupidity
Up and up they go
Building their power on paperwork
Tick and click boxes
Pretence
Incompetence
The Emperor’s New Clothes
Fairytales perpetuated in paperwork in every Government office
Local
State
Federal
Staffed by Emperors
And their sycophantic parasitic followers
As long as it is on paper it covers someone’s arse
No personal responsibility
That’s too high a risk task
No thanks
Let’s have a committee
Spread the blame around
Nurses filling in so much paperwork they don’t actually have time to do what their role should be
But it covers arses
Workplace health and safety that as long as it’s on paper
It’s okay
But if it’s not on paper
Sorry …how about we actually carry out the task
Haven’t got time
Just fill in the paper
Monty Python
I’m living in a skit!
Just get over it
But returning to the conversation at hand
“This is a decision based in insanity” I want to say
Instead I listen to your inane explanations
Because I know whatever I say will be used against me
And in the end
Hurt my family
My employers
My subcontractors
My community
Too much power
Idiots with too much power
So we all silently glower
And try to keep up with what new hoop they want us to jump through now
How?
How can I intelligently reply to this broken and flawed system
Where do I fit?
Into any of this?
Where do any logical humans
Fit anymore?
We are being squeezed into corners
And out of the way
Pushed to the peripheral
In what is becoming a world of fools grown too unwieldy to live in
For the commonsensical few
You say you want truth
Yet reward lies
You want to buy local
But reward contracts that are not
What your papers and systems and protocols say
Remain unsupported
From what is instead purported in your actions and procedures
I cannot deal with this hypocrisy
For the fourth time before lunch I am adrift in a world gone mad
It is so ludicrous I have to laugh
Release the knots tied in
Rage
Which when unexpressed
Becomes silent futile frustration
Pushed down further
It becomes depression
Rage
Is good for nothing
Solves nothing
Fixes nothing
And poisons the carrier
I will not let them poison me too
So
I will drop this rage
Spilled here on the page
Forgive me reader
It is all I could do
To rid myself of the underlying deep and soul riddling anxiety
That claims me
When I look clearly at what this world is coming to
And stop telling myself palatable lies
It is brutally clear
The sensible quiet few
Are becoming rampantly overgrown
By the dangerously ridiculous
