Scenes from Cabinet Meetings
A group of distinguished looking men and a few women, is sitting around a highly-polished elongated oval table, looking very glum. In fact, they appear painfully grim, and woefully serious, as if awaiting the final court verdict for some unmentionable crime they have committed..//..Uncluttered, except for printed handouts and neat rows of note pads in front of each person, the table seems like an historical relic in some not-well-attended dust-covered museum - showing extinct lifeless scenes frozen in time.
Nobody says anything except a man who looks a no-nonsense boss: very stern, intimidating, very frightening - almost like a gate-keeper to Hell. In the deafening silence of the graveyard, everyone very quietly but seemingly very efficiently is taking furious notes, filling page after page. After some interminable length of time, when the scene is immobile except for the quiet furious movement of pens across the papers, everyone rises in unison like robots in some cyber world. They quietly shuffle out and the group is no more. Apparently, a very somber meeting is over and done.
With what result? With that, will they and can they win some historic battle? Bear new earth-shaking ideas? Implement some precedent setting rules and regulations? Move and shake the people and events? Remake Korea and its people to meet the challenges of the new age? And add something brave and new in the new millennium?..//..
..//..Unless idiots with very low IQs are appointed and sitting at the fabled table, glum and grim, desperately recording every Ah and Oh with fervor bordering on medieval monk's absolute deference and loyalty, they should be able to and ought to do what is truly expected of them. Be a team member, offering new and fresh ideas of governance - any governance, be it corporate or government, contribute to the best possible decision-making..//..With conviction and courage, not with cowardice, timidity, double-dealing, treachery clothed in sweet sickening pseudo-loyalty, they ought to carry out what is decided in that room and bring about reality according to the agreed upon plan, strategy, and decision.
Meek note-taking in an utter state of submissiveness and with mouths and brains zipped tight brings no good tidings for themselves, for the collective entity they serve, nor for the boss for whom they so blatantly and so falsely pretend absolute obeisance and loyalty. Shenanigans like that, utter treachery, and most of all tight control on thought and expression as in ``1984'' will herald nothing but sheer catastrophe. They may want to look loyal and deferential but actually do nothing useful! A meeting of robots - a robotic graveyard conclave cannot produce anything worthwhile!