Friday, May 07, 2010

Ding Dong The Witch Is Dead

Sometimes it happens. Sometimes the reviled, evil, pointless, irritating, quasi-undescribable, oily, brown-nosing, self-interested twunt of an excuse for a human being who thinks he's in charge... well... stops. Whether it's a decision to move on, or the scales falling from the eyes of the people who are in charge of him (or should I say "it"), it doesn't matter. One day the news will come "Dickhead no longer works here".

What do you do with news like that? Do you celebrate? Do you sing "Ding Dong The Wicked Witch Is Dead"? Or do you just sigh and move on with your lives. The answer depends on how much of your spirit he knocked out of you. If he's done his job properly (by which I mean his anti-job) then the news will be heralded by a dull acceptance.

Why isn't there dancing in the streets?

It's probably for the same reason that people suspect that his wife may have to put extra make-up on over the black eyes he might have given her.

An organisation can suffer from battered wife syndrome. "Well, yes, he is a bit difficult, but he's really good to us really; he cares about us, he just doesn't know how to show it... and maybe we do stuff wrong sometimes and it annoys him... you know...". This is how the tosser-tyrant manages to keep his position, by sucking the life out of his people.

In time the scales will fall from everyone's eyes and then we can celebrate the new future. Ding dong, the death of tyranny is the start of a new life.


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