I didn't write this: I lifted it from "DUGLARRI" in the comment section of this New Yorker article, added one additional line at the end and posted it here because I felt it needed some additional air time.
The Lament of the CEO
I didn't complain when we sent the assembly jobs overseas because I'm not an assembly worker.
I wasn't concerned when we sent the tech support to India because I'm not in tech support.
I didn't sweat when we sent the R&D overseas because I'm not a scientist.
I wasn't worried when we sent finance, legal, and marketing overseas because I'm not a marketer, or a lawyer, or a finance person.
Now one of my former suppliers is selling a new product just like mine, but for half what I can sell it for.
I won't complain now, either, because I'm too busy looking for a new job.
Curse those damn hippies for doing this to me!
2 comments:
Of course, the plutocrat's take on the CEO lament is that that's exactly how things should go. And that its up to that CEO to pay himself as much as possible those last few years of the struggling company's existence as possible. Then let it all collapse and join the rentier class - fuck everyone else.
Contrary to the implications within the New Yorker article, we won't "save" this country's workforce by getting everyone to be a software programmer. That is just another function to one day be driven down (wages, costs) and outsourced. Funny how Germany manages to avoid this worlplace pitfall, despite being a socialist hellhole.
'and when they threw me in the tumbrel i didn't complain, because they had stuffed a ball gag in my mouth.'
may i live so long to see it.
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