"Nobody wants a job, some people eroniously regard not having a job as morally wrong, but that's changing, So now I have a job, I want to feel useful, I help people who help people, I'm meta useful.""Bureaucrateur, because Bureaucracy, like performance art, is innaccessible, self-important, and dehumanizing. Our temperamental office shredder is the perfect beureaucrat, because it makes something that should easy...
...surprisingly complicated and inexplicable in it's"Crass artsy statement: Performance Art & Bureaucracy, are both the overcomplicating of simple things."
And just to finish off, some Belle & Sebastian:
"Allow me then a little time to listen to their voices; it's the glamour and confusion, it's the rattling and the noises; that obscure the truth, the beauty and the love; and their clarity that silence is the guardian of."
This sort of comes as an extension of The Postman, The Ephemerator (patent pending) and A Tedious & Futile Bureaucracy, but I think somewhere after being submerged in the mercy swamps of brainy mush they've come out all mixed up. Also, a personal archiving and shredding project. Also, dole, temping, admin and grammar. It's been a tough few weeks, but I think it's all going to be okay now I've got this post-it.
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