The Briefing

We don’t want yes people. We want mavericks. To change Organisational Management from within.

Organisational Management doesn’t need people who come up through Organisational Management. We need people from outside. Sparring partners. People who will answer back. Who hate Organisational Management, even. Just like you.

 

You’re Alan’s charge. You’re Alan’s project. Just like you were Cicero’s. You’re the kind of person people adopt. Place their hopes in. First Cicero, now Alan.

 

He likes you. The look of you.

Is he going to share the Secret Plan with me? Confide it? Like Mustapha Mond in Brave New World? Like O’Brien in 1984? But maybe he’s not privy to their plans …

 

And I – I don’t want to be controlled opposition.

What do you want to be? The philosophical resistance?

 

Are you going to rename the city? The campus? The country?

 

This is the bit where you tell me your secret plans. Where you gloat over it all. Is it?

What makes you think I’m privy to secret plans?

Through your husband.

And what makes you think he knows plans?

 

You’re waiting for an Organisational Management messiah, who’ll make it all meaningful. Who’ll change the order of Organisational Management. So it’s no longer a tool for the implementation of the New World Order.

But what you’re really waiting for is a killer.

 

You want to be destroyed. That’s what I understand now. Shame. That’s what you feel. Overwhelming shame. You want to be punished. You want to be destroyed. Which is why you brought us here.

 

I thought you were going to give me the briefing. Tell me what it was all about. Reveal the secrets as stand up here, and look down on it all. All the stuff Orson Welles says in The Third Man. All the stuff you’re going to do to the city …

I have no idea about what we’re going to do. It’s above my pay grade.

Tell me what Organisational Management is for. Tell me at last.

Organisational Management is for Organisational Management, nothing else.

Where are your orders coming from? Outer space?

It’s a possibility.

Satan?

Maybe.

Some interstellar invasion force.

Not that I’ve heard – but why not?

Broligarchs? Controligarchs? The United Nephilim? NGOs? Public private partnerships?

The lot, probably.