The Call of the Wild

We’ve failed you, postgraduates! Of course we did! We couldn’t help it! We fucked up – yes, yes! What could we do but fuck up?

But we brought you here, into the unknown. We brought you to paragraduate territory. To the philosophical wild. As an apology for taking you to the Organisational Management party.

Can’t you feel the messianism, postgraduates? Doesn’t it tremble in the air? Doesn’t it set you aquiver? Can you feel the paragraduate call? The call of the wild?

We’ve brought you to the brink, postgraduates. The leading edge! The bleeding edge! Beyond us!

Thrive, out there! Fly, fly! This is your kingdom. This is where you need to disappear. Melt away, postgraduates! Disappear!