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Thursday, May 13, 2004 Apologies for not posting for a week. I've been engrossed over a game called X2 - The Threat. I did my IPPT yesterday. GOLD!!! By accident, actually, I wasn't even aiming for gold. But it's a grand achievement for me and naturally I'm buoyant. In top management's latest attempt to make life more miserable for us, there's been a shuffle of parking spaces for our standby stores and standby bunks. The new locations make the daily checking of stores even more of a chore than they already are. But the top management are probably petting themselves on the back for a job well done. the brass in my unit are certainly doing work, but the value of their work is certainly in doubt. I'll so much like to say to them, "Quality is better than quantity," but life does not work that way, sadly. It is instinctive to judge performance through amount of work done rather than value of work done, and to receive a good assessment it is always salutary to look, act and be busy. Even the benefits and welfare they claim to give are farcical and more for the sake of outsiders than for us. A proposed Enlistees' Mess is going ahead despite frosty reception by the enlistees themselves. During a recent poll conducted by the RSM, only 6 out the almost 100 enlistees indicated interest in it. However the CO is unfazed and unstoppable, his way is THE way. Maybe I should carve on his door: IF IT AIN'T BROKEN, DON'T FIX IT. Maybe just before I swap my 11B for my old pink IC. A sudden spark of clarity tells me maybe it ain't the CO's suggestion after all. But, as the ultimate approving authority, he has to bear at least some of the blame. Therefore it'll still be ok for me to deface his office door. And maybe shout into his ear a bit. Ah, as the years slowly go by, as I near the end of my 2nd decade of life and prepare to step into my 3rd, the illusions are bursting like soap bubbles, the ideals and enthusiasms of youth have recoiled at the face of reality. What's left is resignation, and hopefully, soon, a determination not to be cowed by the world. After all, if I can't beat them, why not join them? And get something out of it for myself in the end. There is no alternative to that, anyway. No decent alternative, anyway.
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