Anger Is an Energy

Much as the very worst films will bring out the muse in ways something wonderful will be hard pressed to do, I increasingly find that the more sickened I get at corporate practices towards the Everyman, particularly me, does the same job. Here's today's rant at admittedly only a small infraction towards decent behaviour (identifying names removed, because the targets' reach scares me as well):

Furthermore, I just finally (a whole lot quicker than your company did, nevertheless) got around to reviewing what you do with your standard bureaucratic American system in terms of logging interpretations of errors. What wankers set up your standards? Just something to wave at investors and auditors, at the expense of the worker (just like Company XXXX). Your whole system is rotten to the core and the sooner China fucks your economy over, the better. Nothing actually serves efficiency, quality or standards; it's just paperwork and lines of back-ups to provide sandbags against the omnipresent legal action. There, I feel better for having shouted into the void like that. Whoever receives this can either bin it or pass it on to someone senior so you can all laugh cluelessly at how "angry those Old-Worlders get''.