Sunday, April 22, 2007

faciliterend management - ordeconceptie






de regel is uiteindelijk de oorzaak van de wanorde

in zijn drang naar orde en controle reageert de adept van de regelconceptie door een nieuwe regel te bedenken

directe verbanden tussen resultaten in primaire processen en bedachte regels zijn er praktisch niet

succesvolle ondernemingen faciliteren de orde vanuit de ordeconceptie

ambtenaren maken de orde vanuit de regelconceptie

Thursday, April 19, 2007

verantwoordelijkheid als profiel assesments



een slachtoffer is nooit verantwoordelijk - een semantisch (en helaas praktisch) voorbeeld van slachtoffergedrag

Cho's manifesto:

All the shit you have given me, right back at you with hollow points (open kogels)

Don't you wish you finished me of when you had the chance? Dont you just wish you killed me?

are you happy now that you have destroyed my life? Now that you have stolen everything you could from me? Now that you have gone a 9/11 like fucking Osama. Now that you have fucked your own life, lick fucking Kim Jong- II. Now that you have gone on a humme safari lik fucking Bush? Are you happy now?

You wanna rape us John Mark Karrs? You wanna rape us Debra LaFaves? Fuck you.

Let hte revolution begin

You have vandalized my heart, raped my soul and torched my conscience.

You thought it was one pathetic boy’s life you were extinguishing. Thanks to you, I die like Jesus Christ, to inspire generations of the weak and the defenseless people.

Do you know what it feels to be spit on your face and to have trash shoved down your throat? Do you know what it feels like to dig your own grave?

Do you know what it feels like to have throat slashed from ear to ear? Do you know what it feels like to be torched alive?

Do you know what it feels like to be humiliated and be impaled upon on a cross? And left to bleed to death for your amusement? You have never felt a single ounce of pain your whole life.

Did you want to inject as much misery in our lives as you can just because you can?

You had everything you wanted. Your Mercedes wasn’t enough, you brats. Your golden necklaces weren’t enough, you snobs. Your trust fund wasn’t enough. Your vodka and Cognac weren’t enough. All your debaucheries weren’t enough. Those weren’t enough to fulfill your hedonistic needs.

You had everything.

msnbc

Monday, April 9, 2007

Friday, April 6, 2007

Wittgensteins stellingen over mystiek






Mystiek: het onuitsprekelijke dat zich niettemin toont.

Antimystiek:
het mystieke is onuitsprekelijk. Er zijn geen woorden voor, dat wil zeggen ondenkbaar. Er zijn geen woorden voor en ook niets anders.