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Question for today: Why are people so consistent?

Today I had a lecture on the subject of organizational communication. The lecturer asked us what we think about the origins of a metaphor that equates organizations with machines.

Immediately I thought about the aspects of efficiency and achieving the targets that have been set. Basically, machines are built to reach these goals more easily.

A girl sitting behind me said: "Organizations consist of people that are like parts of a machine. They need to work together ...

I have been wanting to put this into words for a really long time. I know I'm too tired to really do an adequate job; but I just have to get it 'out' so I can put it to rest.

I can't seem to express the depth of 'overwhelm' I feel at least once a week when I consider the sheer magnitude of the earth
and the huge number of people living on it. When I visit PerC and read posts by people whose username is new to ...

The wonderful thing about humans, is that humans are wonderful things! Their tops are made out of brains and their bottoms are made out of brings. They’re quirky, jerky, perky, murky fun-fun-fun-fun-fun. And the most wonderful thing about humans is that I’m not the only one! I’m nooooooot the only one!

…”brings” being feet because they bring you places…. yeah. Limbs is an off-rhyme that could work as well…

I let people go, so they don't hurt me and I don't hurt them. I always seem to disappoint them, or they disappoint me. They also get tried of my aloofness, my quiet nature. They can't keep up with me, and I can't keep up with them.

I've always been alone, in my mind, in my soul. No one knows what's going inside. People think they know me but they don't have the slightest clue who I really am.