Ch-Ch-Ch- Changes

"April is the cruelest month", said TS Eliot. But who gives a shit what that British dumpfuck thought? After all, he never amounted to anything important, and his silly "Hollow Men" ended with a whimper and not a bang. Ok, I am rambling. Maybe it's the vodka shooters I had for breakfast, or maybe I'm just high, trying out a new persona.

The DFM is over. He has run out of steam. He emerged from a soup of cranial debris to personify the archetypical management ego. He was a Hollow man. He was a failure, who could not do anything right, except to record the antics and foibles of others. He was ineffective as a leader. To puff-up his own self esteem, He constantly mouthed empty B-school mottos, when at the heart, he only was in charge of a trash heap, managing the dregs of the workforce. His minions did not respect him. His superiors tolerated him. His job (and his life) was a whimper.
We have drag this metaphor out ad nauseum, and even we are tired. It is time to put the DFM and his crew into the old Blog dumpster. We need a new idea. A new arena to joust in. Heck, we might even change the name of this thing. We are up for something new. Got any ideas? Keep em to yourself, this is not an audience participation gig. If you are so smart, start your own blog.

So, anyhow, we are moving on. Join us for an thrilling ride into the no-holds-barred wrestle-mania that we call Dumpf*cks.
Housekeeping notes:
The Link to "Bills website" has been replaced by a link which readers will find much more entertaining. Bill has also been deleted as a contributor, not that it matters, since he never added anything anyway. Lefty has also been expunged, for the same reason. Clooney is still invited to contribute, but he has been on "vacation." Whether this was actually another excuse to be absent while the cosmetic surgery stitches heal, or just a fortnight at the Betty Ford Clinic, we have yet to verify.

So there you are. Change is in the wind. Smells like low tide in Chelsea.