The most important decision you make is to be in a good mood.
some blame the management, some the employees;
and everybody knows it’s the Industrial Disease.
Our masters rely on our labor to make them wealthy, on our children for cannon fodder in war and on our collective chants for adulation. They would otherwise happily slip us rat poison. When they retreat into their inner sanctums, which they keep hidden from public view, they speak in the cold words of manipulation, power and privilege, words that expose their visions of themselves as entitled and beyond the reach of morality or law.
All are lunatics, but he who can analyze his delusions is called a philosopher.
The joy of life is made up of obscure and seemingly mundane victories that gives us our own small satisfactions.