Who exactly deserves a middle-management position where they sit between the actual business-handshakers who suck the blood from the company and the actual ("individual") contributors who do all the useful work? A nebulous self-busywork position that exists solely because it's convenient for the game of Feudalism that the upper management plays, the possibility of joining their ranks dangled in front of you like some cruel game of keep-away, with them knowing you'll never actually be able to become like them? Nor ever being able to return to the realm of Actual Work, as your skills slowly decay away and you lose your own sense of self-meaning, spending your entire days in meetings playing petty politics and cooking corporate metrics? Waking up every day to a miserable, tired existence as an utterly worthless being, your presence only resented by those underneath you, and mocked by those above you? Who deserves that waking nightmare!?
