Wednesday, June 4, 2014

For Whom The Horn Blows

…a mini fairy tale… or not?

Once upon a time, not too long ago, there were two brothers who roamed the plains, searching for great deeds to accomplish (apparently not much else to do for these folks) as well as some fame and, above all, a little fortune. Maybe even a Holy Grail thrown in for good measure. This would be considered the BIG prize… and they were both willing to do anything to get it, even if it meant doing in brother number two (always the other one is number two)…

In their case, this big prize was a job. Understand this was not a common job… no sir!! This was a job which gave prestige, fame, position and –above all- power… power to control all those who lived on the plains… The embodiment of all those rare levels that very few could even dream of achieving.

So… how would you go about getting this plum of a job? I’m sure you are by now asking yourself… As it turns out and, very surprisingly, there are no real black and white qualifications needed… the important issue is that others “see” you as qualified; perceived qualifications… There are no human resources managers to screen your application… in fact, there are no applications known to exist. The garnerer of the plum is actually pegged by a committee of people who, on listening to the applicants, will either buy or not what they have to say… truth be damned…

Imagine Inny and Minny (real names withheld for protection… or ours…) had to convince their fellow Plainers as to their respective capacities…

-“He/She doesn’t know…” would shout one, to whoever was nearby…
-“He/She has no clue…!!” would answer the other one…
-“He/She lies…!!” would be heard from one camp…
-“He/She wouldn’t know what truth is…!!” the other camp would shout in glee…

And so would the discussions go on endlessly… real issues absent. The funny thing is that these stompers would actually pay people to write those brilliant retorts… speech writers, I think these folks are called. Their job is to create enough noise to drown out the total silence of lack of substance.

Whenever you see and/or hear Inny and Minny (or any of their counterparts) remember this is part of one of the greatest shows on earth… Music, noisemakers, make believe, bands, songs of promises and a whole lot of supporting clowns…

Look beyond the lights and the noise… find those real issues that concern all of us here in the Plains and don’t let the show confuse your attention, and lull you into blind confidence, as it is intended to do.

Remember,,, he or she who blows harder won’t necessarily make the loudest noise… but will probably be short of breath…  Let’s hope that whoever grabs on to that plum job, will have enough wind left to help his or her fellow plainers go on the right path…

Be Well … Be Back!!!

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