Why am I here?

Good question, but I’m not Jesus, so I’ll ignore the larger existential frame that question could sit within, instead assuming that you’re curious about this blog. This is the noggin vomit of a simple hive-worker. The last link in the delegation chain. Peering over one of the three walls that defines their life, looking for some colour in a sea of  beige.

This is for all those people who cringe at the word “synergy“, “paradigm“  and “synerdigm“.
This is for all those people who’ve had their last slice of pie-charts.
This is for all those people, painfully baking under the buzz of those faux glow tubes.

This is for all those people who are Dead Under Fluorescent Lights.