DEAD BOSSES

Just imagine if the structure of society were to crumble. Our world slips into a lawless state where everyone could do as they please. It would be interesting to see who survives and thrives during and after the fall. People in certain job titles, professions or trades would start becoming quite handy to have around. Hunters, engineers and even hippies that live off the land would be very useful companions. But regardless of how awesome their skill set might be, I know one class of people that would almost certainly be ripped to shreds right off the bat. The bosses across the world.

My immediate manager is cool by me, so this is not directed towards my current day job... per say. This is just about the "ruling class" as a whole. Unless you were a cool boss and loved by your underlings, you are probably going to die. So much animosity is built up during our day to day lives towards the dicks that reign over us. They only get away with it because we are all slaves in a money driven world. We need cash for our lives, liberty and our pursuit of happiness. Plus it is against the law and considered "morally wrong" to strangle management in their offices with a mouse cord. That is why they can demean us and get away with it.

If the norms, control and values ever disintegrate... it is on. That overbearing prick that belittles you day in and day out is toast. If you have to fight to survive, why would you risk your neck for some asshole who makes everyone miserable? It might be smart to keep a head honcho around that posses any actual skills to learn from, at least for a little while. Once that special ability becomes common knowledge in their survival group, they can then be officially offed. That special administrator will be found dead one morning in their sleeping bag. The group will know someone did it with a can of beans made into a shiv but they will all outwardly agree that it must have been a wild boar.

The moral of the story is, if you are in any position where you have even the slightest bit of authority, think about what would happen to you if the lights went out forever. Then make up your mind if you really want to browbeat your minions. In fact, bring in cookies tomorrow and I suggest you go hand out high fives to the entire office, right now.