Data Talks… (Celery Stalks)

Fata Morgana !

Fata Morgana !

Crunch the numbers and look at the data. I’m like:
Measurable outcomes for pleasurable incomes—
incorporate outsourced inhuman resources in-house. I’m like:
indicators for vindicators.
It’s all about the data, mama—
so man up, sit down, and move forward
like hard apps on software, like ram on a gigabyte. I’m all:
sit up, move down, man forward;
benchmarks as milestones, stone benches as mile-markers
measuring the change-talk: obstetric metrics
played out for pregnant pauses.
It’s about throwing out the carry-on
It’s about unpacking the lost luggage
It’s about documenting best practices of undressed actresses
until the data-driver fails the breathalyzer.
The data tells a story – memes of mastery cast in plastery:
DUCK the FATA (morgana) !




More Data-Driven Drivel HERE

4 comments on “Data Talks… (Celery Stalks)

  1. We are living in an age ruled by Master Manipulators so very adept at molding factual truth into lies. Wonderful, satirical poem. Love it! A small taste of beating them at their own game.

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    • Andrew says:

      I hope you hate the data-driven society as much as i do. The terminology makes me retch.

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      • Yes, I hate manipulation. It’s wag the dog at its worst. I try to figure out what might be true so, I read the same stats as interpreted by both the right and the left and honestly, I don’t think either side is truthful. They use the stats to support what they want to say in the same way that bad preachers use the Bible.

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