Ayn Rand is Screwing with My Brain
Just got home from work.
My store loaned me out to a Neighborhood Market that's going to open soon. That's okay, it's closer to where I live.
But this morning, I'm listening to ASp1 (having already listened to ASp2 earlier) and I see a bunch of the store's employees gather in a big circle near the registers. I'm not paying attention.
I finish up some work in the back, and after listening to John Galt's sell Atlantis to Ellis Wyatt, and listening to Dagny's scream (I swear I'm going to make that a ringtone :D ), I'm walking out past this circle of employees.
Suddenly they all cheer, and one person says, "Give me a W!"... I kid you not these employees all spelled out "W-A-L-M-A-R-T" like they were a bunch of high school kids at a football game.
If that wasn't creepy enough, just before I ducked into the office to clock out, I heard (presumably) the manager ask, "Whose Walmart is this?" and they all shouted, "MY WALMART".
I grew up in the cult era of the 70s, so this really creeped me out.
But, I was thinking like Galt, or Rand. Because, what I thought was, "No, this is not my Walmart; people do not tell me what to do with my property. This is a business. I have contracted to do certain work for you in exchange for a certain amount of dollars. This pep rally is a not-so-subtle attempt to engage my emotions in order to extract from me more work than that for which you have contracted."
Bear in mind, that... person... Sam Walton once said individuals don't win; teams win.
Oxymoron of the day; The Walmart collective.
My store loaned me out to a Neighborhood Market that's going to open soon. That's okay, it's closer to where I live.
But this morning, I'm listening to ASp1 (having already listened to ASp2 earlier) and I see a bunch of the store's employees gather in a big circle near the registers. I'm not paying attention.
I finish up some work in the back, and after listening to John Galt's sell Atlantis to Ellis Wyatt, and listening to Dagny's scream (I swear I'm going to make that a ringtone :D ), I'm walking out past this circle of employees.
Suddenly they all cheer, and one person says, "Give me a W!"... I kid you not these employees all spelled out "W-A-L-M-A-R-T" like they were a bunch of high school kids at a football game.
If that wasn't creepy enough, just before I ducked into the office to clock out, I heard (presumably) the manager ask, "Whose Walmart is this?" and they all shouted, "MY WALMART".
I grew up in the cult era of the 70s, so this really creeped me out.
But, I was thinking like Galt, or Rand. Because, what I thought was, "No, this is not my Walmart; people do not tell me what to do with my property. This is a business. I have contracted to do certain work for you in exchange for a certain amount of dollars. This pep rally is a not-so-subtle attempt to engage my emotions in order to extract from me more work than that for which you have contracted."
Bear in mind, that... person... Sam Walton once said individuals don't win; teams win.
Oxymoron of the day; The Walmart collective.
"We'll do anything you say. We'll give you a free hand. We'll co-operate. We'll compromise. We'll split fifty-fifty. We'll keep the sphere of politics and give you total power over the sphere of economics. We'll turn the production, of the country over to you, we'll make you a present of the entire economy. You'll run it any way you wish, you'll give the orders, you'll issue the directives—and you'll have the organized power of the State at your command to enforce your decisions. We'll stand ready to obey you, all of us, from me on down. In the field of production, we'll do whatever you say. You'll be—you'll be the Economic Dictator of the nation!"" - Atlas Shrugged
More prosaically, you can't rigidly separate one from the either, and those so power hungry they'd be dictator wouldn't give up power over the economy.
This buys into the idea that activity equates to success. A well coordinated team of Girl Scouts would be no match for, say a single navy Seal.
A well-coordinated consortium of inept businesses couldn't match the success of a business run by a competent individual.
A skilled, well coordinated team will outmatch a clown on a unicycle with a seltzer bottle in almost any situation.
Any other adjectives you'd like to add on to make your statement valid?
That's rich!
Reminded me of something the Atlanta Braves TV play-by-play announcer once said, way back when Ted Turner had his Atlanta station. It was a dull game, and the camera zoomed in on a lone couple sitting in the empty right field stands, clinched in a deadly lip lock.
The announcer (Skip Carey, I think) says: "There's two real Brave's fans...he kisses her on the strikes, and she kisses him on the balls."
And as far as military unit of many soldiers vs the individual, I have one word for you... sniper.
Capitalism is an economic system, not a political system. >_>
When I got to the office, I asked, "You've a package for me from Starnesville Wisconsin?"
I intend my 20th Century Motor Corporation hat to be part of the costume I wear for Halloween (they let us dress up, go figger).
The rest of the costume will be my usual clothing, and a special Walmart ID badge I had made up last year.
Yup, the name on it is "John Galt".
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