Being in charge

I bet there is one sitting near you as you read this. A white bloke in his late fifties. His slightly shabby grey suit barely containing his spreading gut. Full of bluff and bluster as he spouts management clichés. Pressured and stressed as he rushes between ever so important meetings, desperately maintaining the delusion that if he wasn’t in charge the world would fall apart.

Part of me feels sorry for them. It must be terrifying to be so out of touch and out of control.

But part of me wants to drag them out of their complacent complicity. They inflict so much pain and cause so much damage. So many bright, committed people give up under their relentless scrutiny.

Standing up to frightened bullies can be a kindness, both to them and those they abuse. We should do it more often.

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