Sometimes my company’s executives annoy me. Okay, sometimes they really piss me off. I’ll say this much, though: Nobody has ever forced me to sing songs praising their merits as business leaders and human beings. If only IBM employees in the 1930s had been so lucky.
Here’s an excerpt from a song praising the glories of some random vice-president:
Your great knowledge, efforts untiring
Guide us safely each day,
Every act is to us inspiring
We believe all that you say.
Of course, things were different in 1931, yadda yadda yadda, but damn. I prefer not to believe that people were ever that credulous.