Time Heals All Wounds.. And Then Kills the Patient
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Evening
Evening
Mon Aug 2 12:11:49 2004
Twisted Rope Bodies

Argh! Buying things in a University is unnecessarily difficult. There's a maze of paperwork, and at least three different statuses for vendors.. Preferred vendors (like Dell) have apparently made the university happy in some way (greased palms?), and so ordering things from them takes only a small amount of paperwork. Known vendors have apparently filled out a lot of paperwork themselves, and require a moderate amount of paperwork to purchase from when a preferred vendor sells a similar product, otherwise a smallish amount of paperwork. New vendors require a great deal of paperwork to order from, or they can go through the pain to become a known vendor. Then there's a large set of rules for things in different price ranges for the whole order and individual units, with things over a largeish price requiring preferential treatment to companies run by women and minorities, and increasing paperwork at each stage. Admittedly, I'm still learning this stuff, but I've spent quite a lot of time with phone calls and visits to our purchasing people to figure out how all this works and getting it done. I have a cynical suspicion that all this is designed to strongly discourage people from buying things.. At some point, I'll need to decide when/if I start playing games with the paperwork, telling little white lies to get things done and save me a lot of pain.. It seems like everyone does it, to some extent. It still disgusts me..

This isn't something I noticed -- there's an article (since removed) from a news site I frequent that pointed it out, but the lyrics to that song we all sung in school, "This Land is Your Land", reveal it to actually be a parody, and we just don't sing the parts of the song that are the twist. Of course, that in itself is a twist for when we realize it. Here's the lyrics to Woody Guthrie's This Land is Your Land

Chorus: This land is your land, this land is my land From California, to the New York Island From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters This land was made for you and me

As I was walking a ribbon of highway I saw above me an endless skyway I saw below me a golden valley This land was made for you and me

Chorus

I've roamed and rambled and I've followed my footsteps To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts And all around me a voice was sounding This land was made for you and me

Chorus

The sun comes shining as I was strolling The wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling The fog was lifting a voice come chanting This land was made for you and me

Chorus

As I was walkin' - I saw a sign there And that sign said - no tress passin' But on the other side .... it didn't say nothin! Now that side was made for you and me!

Chorus

In the squares of the city - In the shadow of the steeple Near the relief office - I see my people And some are grumblin' and some are wonderin' If this land's still made for you and me.

Chorus (2x)