August 20th, 2005


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Dammit, brain, stop it. You've spit out stories, you've spit out movies, you've spit out comic books and games galore.

Why the hell are you giving me a *play*? I don't want a play! I'm not a playwright! I have absolutely no intention of ever writing and/or directing a play! Stop it!


It ends with my death.

(spotlight on Jake, walking around a darkened stage, wearing medieval peasant garb)

Inevitable. From the beginning, inevitable. The forces that took my plain and simple life, and ended it with me strapped in the heart of this infernal machine -

(lights up, gigantic steampunk contraption surrounding the entire stage. There's a podium in the center with a large wooden board standing vertically behind it with currently-opened shackles, placed for a human figure spread-eagled on the board)

- for a good purpose, I suppose, but perhaps I should be more cynical, perhaps I should curse the name of those who sentenced me to this -

(Jake walks up to the podium and stands in the shackles, which close around his wrists and ankles. The board is pulled up a foot or two, leaving him suspended)

- doomed to watch my life itself pulled from my body. All for a good cause, I suppose, but perhaps I'm getting ahead of myself?

(Board lowers, shackles release, Jake steps down, lights of the set go down leaving Jake spotlighted again)

Live while you can, that's what I say! Said. That's what I said. Enjoy your life, enjoy your food, enjoy your women! A loaf of bread, a jug of wine, and thou!

(A wheeled table rolls in quickly from the side, carrying a loaf of bread and a jug of wine - Jake stops it with his foot and takes a long drink)

It started, as these things do, in a tavern . . .

(Lights go up - the steampunk set has been replaced with a conventional medieval tavern)

Goddammit no I don't want a play. Get out of my head.
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"Did you know 'POS' means 'parent over shoulder'?"

No, no, that, uh . . . isn't usually what it means.

I love how all the "keep track of what your child is writing!" stories are blatantly inaccurate.

Or, I dunno, maybe that *is* what it means now. I've certainly never seen it.

(From here - contains a standard "my kid was abused at school, and then humiliated online, and then killed himself, BAN THE INTERNET" story. Sigh.)

on respect

A long time ago, I mulled over in my mind and realized there were maybe four reasons to respect people.

1) Respect by authority. "They're higher ranked/my manager/the President of the USA/older than I am, and therefore I should respect them."

2) Respect by fear. "They could beat me up, I'll do what they tell me."

3) Respect by friendship. "I like them a lot, and therefore they get more weight in my mind than they would otherwise."

4) Respect by skill. "I've seen them make very good decisions, and therefore, even if I don't agree with them, I might follow them anyway."

Number 1 is fleeting, at best. It lasts up until the person realizes that authority figures are often wrong.

Number 2 is even worse. It lasts until either the person decides to fight back, or until they have nothing to lose.

Number 3 is good. It lasts until something goes wrong in the friendship.

Number 4 is also very good, but it only really works if the person respects skill to begin with.

Oddly, I'm noticing that virtually all people in authority positions go for #1 or #2. Bad teachers especially have this problem, and when Respect by Fear turns into "I have nothing to lose" you get a situation like Columbine.

I don't know of anyone who respects people just because they have authority. Most people seem to have realized, at this point, that skill and authority are completely unrelated. That group is pretty much dead.

I respect the people I work with because I know they're damn good, and because I'm friends with them - not because I'm told I should. But many organizations seem to have forgotten this. Friendship and skill are harder things to manage, and so they get ignored entirely - you end up with entire organizations where all the justification for "follow the leader" is "because I said so".

It doesn't work. Don't try it.
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