Spike #3: The Genius and the Other Consultants

Bland Boys and Marshmallow Men revisited. This is where the tragicomedy begins.

We 'ad a changeover in management a coupla years back. Originally it was supposed to be a "transition" - a segue from the Giants who founded the Co. to a professional Management team that would keep the fires burning as the Giants lost their strength and health. Chilluns didn't work out: they just... didn't. Give the Giants credit for recognizing that. And the Old Team were both gettin' old too and too busy protecting their fiefdoms to think ahead. So they brought in the pros.

Bland Boys. Marshmallow Men. No big personalities in this bunch. No Sturm un Drang, either, or whimsy-fueled decisions that could make-or-break the Co. in a toss of the dice. Steady types, responsible --- with, so they said, an eye to the future.

So, one figgers, Spike the Genius - with his contributions to the future - should have found a new home. A comfortable fit.

But, shifting metaphors, the shoe didn't fit.

Giants like Genius. Bland Boys like Smoooooth.

In the smooooth world of the Marshmallow Men, a Consultant has no personality, only "solutions." A Consultant does not present "problems" to be overcome, a Consultant sidesteps "obstacles." No matter matter matter what else: to the Bland Boys and Marshmallow Men, a Consultant never disagrees with them. They have hired this third-party, documented expert, very expensive Consultant to vindicate what they have already decided. "He agrees, therefore, we are right." Dialogue, discussion, dissension are not part of the Consultancy package that they have purchased.

Oy, Spike!, ya should ha' bin like the other Consultants!