We were part of Cicero’s department soup. We were her philosophy dept ingredients.
Anyway, it was Cicero who put all this in motion. Who pressed go. She brought us together to see what would happen. We were Cicero’s experiment.
Cicero’s plan, more like. Cicero was always ahead of us.
Cicero just found a way to use us. To deploy us. We’re her soldiers.
And she decided we needed to be slammed into the Organisational Management oven. That it would wring even more pathos from us. That it would increase our existential charge of our lectures. Make us even more intense.
Sure, Cicero wouldn’t be there to savour it. But she could imagine it.
Work in Progress 