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The First Rung of the Ladder: Availability

Every revolution, corporate transformation and fashionable crusade begins exactly the same way: someone asks for volunteers. Miraculously, the busiest and most competent people are nowhere to be found. Fortunately, an endless supply of enthusiastic amateurs is always available to save civilization from itself. Management couldn’t ask for better.
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The Idiot’s Ladder
Stop believing promotions prove merit. They often prove something else entirely. Every hierarchy eventually begins selecting people who protect the system…
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The Carcass and the Marrow
If your identity depends on institutions, you’re building your life on rented ground. Governments fail. Empires decay. Corporations change sides whenever…
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The Cathedral of Lies
The greatest lie isn’t the one politicians tell you. It’s the one you willingly tell yourself—that someone, somewhere, is actually steering…
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The Ponzi Empire
For two decades, China was presented as the inevitable future. The dragon would rise, the West would decline, and history itself…
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Life Is Lethal

My father used to say: “Life is lethal.” There is a certain brutal elegance to that sentence. It contains one…

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