Thursday – The Cloak
Oct. 15th, 2009 10:22 am.
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When Big Death issued me my employee badge, they also slipped a cloak of evil over my shoulders. I barely noticed it at the time, but it was definitely there. I mostly become aware of it because I sometimes wear short sleeves, and it itched wherever it touched my bare skin.
For a lot of the people around me, the cloak allowed them to adopt a sort of cognitive disconnect about Big Death, what it does, and how it operates. These are mostly good people who all sound like cult members gushing about all the good that Big Death does, while ignoring all the bad. When the scandals happen, they always chalk it up to an isolated incident.
"We help people," they say, "Our business is helping people in their hour of need. What we do is so important." They are sincere and earnest; the cloak protects them by shielding them from the truth, and they need it.
( The Good, The Bad, and The Just Here For A Paycheck )
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.
When Big Death issued me my employee badge, they also slipped a cloak of evil over my shoulders. I barely noticed it at the time, but it was definitely there. I mostly become aware of it because I sometimes wear short sleeves, and it itched wherever it touched my bare skin.
For a lot of the people around me, the cloak allowed them to adopt a sort of cognitive disconnect about Big Death, what it does, and how it operates. These are mostly good people who all sound like cult members gushing about all the good that Big Death does, while ignoring all the bad. When the scandals happen, they always chalk it up to an isolated incident.
"We help people," they say, "Our business is helping people in their hour of need. What we do is so important." They are sincere and earnest; the cloak protects them by shielding them from the truth, and they need it.
( The Good, The Bad, and The Just Here For A Paycheck )