King Kong and his pride
King kong entered in magnanimous style, steady and hurried strides as if with a purpose, tired but watchful eyes taking it all in yet without a hint of interest in any one.He was accompanied by his pride of lesser primates ready to jump into action at the slightest sign from their master. It was the anniversary of the company of which he is the CEO and that time to show a gesture of his infinite magnanimity which wet the vaginas of all the lesser monkeys - a 1 sec hand shake with each and every employee of the company !! He did the honours with his face in twitches of seriousness expected of him and a pitifilled hint of a smile at each hand shake. The mighty orang-utans and fearsome gorillas , who other wise would be roaring and bellowing their way through the office were right behind him like mere shadows with hunched shoulders and with plain surrender written on their faces. The escort of orang-utans , gorillas , baboons and some languors were whispering amongst themselves with their hands held together covering their groins in subordination , watching the less privileged with watchful eyes , pulling away street monkeys from Mr Kong's way , guiding him from one hand to the next, trying to impress a master who appeared totally uninterested. It was then, that I realised that the gorillas and orang-utans whom I had watched in terror through the corners of my eyes were mere castrated toys in front of this mighty Kong. And I wondered how would Mr Kong be like in the presence of a being higher up the food chain!! Will there be any difference between him and me and the gorillas then?
Darwin says we are just monkeys who had shed their hairs and evolved their brains and who taught themselves to stand on 2 legs. The show put on during a visit by the top guy to our office renforced my belief in darwin ,as all I could see was a lot of monkeys scurrying around looking busy with out really doing anything. Darwin ofcourse didn't write about the evolution of monkeys in an office. He forgot to mention they gave ourselves roles and hierarchies. They wore masks befitting the roles and offered rituals to and took offerings from other monkeys, who were from themselves. The masks fooled the monkeys into forgetting that the one behind the mask is just another monkey, just the same as oneself. Worse, the mask bearing monkey fooled himself into thinking that he is no longer a mere monkey but a higher being worthy of the offerings from the lesser monkeys. And it went on, monkeys in masks and suites and ties offering rituals according to accepted protocols to other shaved monkeys relishing in the glory of their masks.
Are we all just fools that we feel so confortable in this political arrangement in an office, safe behind our own masks? Truth is , we are just degraded monkeys fearful to expose ourselves, lest another monkey snatch that mask at the slightest opportunity. Competing to show off our superiority over other monkeys, struggling to evolve into an orang-utan or a gorilla and with some luck, into a fine King Kong himself. Don't we see that what ever we do , how ever reverence we command from others , a monkey is still a monkey , No matter how old we are , how wealthy we are , how lower or higher in the social set-up we belong, what ever be our designation , a monkey ,my friend, is and always will be a monkey.
One can say those insecure monkeys , makers and worshippers of masks , has degraded us into fake ceremonial beings. We have been made to believe in political correctness, office eloquent and such things even if it means fake smiles and dishonest opinions as long as it pleases the supirior ones and advances ones career. We are loosing tolerence for taking and giving honesty and hard work. What matters is the packaging.
So open you eyes my friend sand see the monkeys of different classes walking around us. Look around during an office dinner, it makes for good entertainment. Watch the King Kong patronising his pride with smiles and pathetic jokes (at which of course the entire encourage roars with laughter) , the gorillas scratching their ass while bullshitting and trying to sound intelligent, baboons picking lies and ticks off the gorilla's hairs, the languors showing off their tricks, screeching and making faces, hoping to be noticed. The orang-utans making gestures to control the pride for the benefit of other higher beings and giving occasional tongue service to King Kong's ass.
What difference would you notice if you strip down the CEO and the security guard of a company bare down to their selves: nothing probably except clear lick marks on the ass cheeks of the King Kong made by the orang-utans and the gorillas!! Of course being a languor myself, it is only survival instinct that I wish none of the gorillas or orang-utans or baboons or Kong Kongs see this blog. See you around, its time to practise my to-fro double sided tongue lash on the orang-utan's buns and hey ...Shhhhhhh !!
Darwin says we are just monkeys who had shed their hairs and evolved their brains and who taught themselves to stand on 2 legs. The show put on during a visit by the top guy to our office renforced my belief in darwin ,as all I could see was a lot of monkeys scurrying around looking busy with out really doing anything. Darwin ofcourse didn't write about the evolution of monkeys in an office. He forgot to mention they gave ourselves roles and hierarchies. They wore masks befitting the roles and offered rituals to and took offerings from other monkeys, who were from themselves. The masks fooled the monkeys into forgetting that the one behind the mask is just another monkey, just the same as oneself. Worse, the mask bearing monkey fooled himself into thinking that he is no longer a mere monkey but a higher being worthy of the offerings from the lesser monkeys. And it went on, monkeys in masks and suites and ties offering rituals according to accepted protocols to other shaved monkeys relishing in the glory of their masks.
Are we all just fools that we feel so confortable in this political arrangement in an office, safe behind our own masks? Truth is , we are just degraded monkeys fearful to expose ourselves, lest another monkey snatch that mask at the slightest opportunity. Competing to show off our superiority over other monkeys, struggling to evolve into an orang-utan or a gorilla and with some luck, into a fine King Kong himself. Don't we see that what ever we do , how ever reverence we command from others , a monkey is still a monkey , No matter how old we are , how wealthy we are , how lower or higher in the social set-up we belong, what ever be our designation , a monkey ,my friend, is and always will be a monkey.
One can say those insecure monkeys , makers and worshippers of masks , has degraded us into fake ceremonial beings. We have been made to believe in political correctness, office eloquent and such things even if it means fake smiles and dishonest opinions as long as it pleases the supirior ones and advances ones career. We are loosing tolerence for taking and giving honesty and hard work. What matters is the packaging.
So open you eyes my friend sand see the monkeys of different classes walking around us. Look around during an office dinner, it makes for good entertainment. Watch the King Kong patronising his pride with smiles and pathetic jokes (at which of course the entire encourage roars with laughter) , the gorillas scratching their ass while bullshitting and trying to sound intelligent, baboons picking lies and ticks off the gorilla's hairs, the languors showing off their tricks, screeching and making faces, hoping to be noticed. The orang-utans making gestures to control the pride for the benefit of other higher beings and giving occasional tongue service to King Kong's ass.
What difference would you notice if you strip down the CEO and the security guard of a company bare down to their selves: nothing probably except clear lick marks on the ass cheeks of the King Kong made by the orang-utans and the gorillas!! Of course being a languor myself, it is only survival instinct that I wish none of the gorillas or orang-utans or baboons or Kong Kongs see this blog. See you around, its time to practise my to-fro double sided tongue lash on the orang-utan's buns and hey ...Shhhhhhh !!
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