[Thoughts from ~burning woman~ by Sha’Tara]
“Beam me up Scotty, there’s no intelligent life down here.” (Attributed to captain Jim Kirk of Star Trek – a line presumably invented as a joke, never actually used in the series.)
There is a kind of madness that began by a seeping in, then turned into a flood pouring out of the entire echelon of non-productive bureaucratic hierarchical groupings in every mega-institution on planet Earth, be it church, government, military, banking or corporate.
These non-productive types of exponential inferior intelligence (the truth of this easily determined by their performance) keep themselves as controllers and in power, not by coming up with useful ideas but by browbeating the generally smarter but brain-lazy makers and doers. The controllers know they are too stupid to rise above what they are and too lazy, incompetent and incapable to perform any sort of useful labour so they must control the work force (or the followers of some religion or the patriots or the investors or the fans) to keep them from discovering they are more intelligent and certainly more useful than their superiors. If you cannot rise above the level of your own incompetence you must keep everybody else below yours — by whatever means.
Here’s a classic way they have always used to control others. They invent rules and by using these rules they can implement endless changes to systems, not to improve the systems, anybody can see that is not happening, but to force everybody else to remain on a level below theirs. There has probably never been a time when this was more obvious that the present moment.
Let me describe how the bureaucrats go about creating new rules. Since they are incapable of coming up with anything new, their “new” will always be based on something old, re-packaged and re-marketed to seem original. Another “trade” deal; a different kind of Monopoly money; a change in interest rates; how about a carbon tax? A green fee?
At the corporation where I worked I called their creations “the thirteen and a half inch ruler.” Like everybody else they were operating under the standard twelve inch ruler. But why be the same as everybody else when you can be longer? So they put their mini brains together and came up with a real winner: a thirteen and a half inch ruler. A ruler a whole inch and a half longer than anyone else’s. Fantastic. Now each time their employees go out to measure, they are automatically ahead of the competition by 1-1/2 inches.
Of course we (that would be those of us who do the actual measuring) immediately encountered a problem with the new rule: Was it now a thirteen and a half inch ruler, so marked? Or was it a twelve inch ruler with the inches stretched out one and one half inch over the length of the new ruler?
We asked for clarifications. As to be expected they had no answer except for the usual: we’ll get back to you on that, carry on. The “carry on” part was not debatable.
The above should be hilarious. But when one realizes how true that is, it sobers one very quickly. Think: the thirteen and a half inch ruler brains are the rulers of this planet. They are the mushroom cloud; we’re at ground zero. That is why all of us numb-nuts believe ourselves indebted to the thirteen and a half inch ruler brains to the tune of $184,000,000,000,000 or broken down, $86,000 for every man, woman and child on this world.
At this point though I’d have to say that the 13-1/2″ ruler brains are actually the smart ones. A tiny minority of ignorant pea-brains holds an entire world in hock to themselves just by claiming their right to an incestuously exponential lion’s share of everything. For this inanely and insanely illegitimate claim the rest of the regular (12″) ruler brains are willing to kill other people’s children, or watch their own starve to death while debating which 13-1/2″ ruler brain should be their next leader.
“Beam me up Scotty, you dropped me on the wrong planet!”