The Sun Tzu Fanboy: The Master of Malicious Mediocrity

Let’s press pause for a moment, on this fine day, to dive headfirst into a universal plight: management. In this melodrama, we’ll unmask the specter lurking in the shadowy corridors of middle management, the self-styled military strategist, the obnoxious aficionado of Sun Tzu. Sun Tzu devotees are invariably masters of malignant mediocrity. This rule, dear readers, brooks no exception. Allow …

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The Temple of Doom

I listen to Maná, and I love Molotov. I was dragged to a Cafe Tacvba concert in Paris a few weeks ago, but I don’t know Caifanes — or hardly do so. This rock band born in the 80s is nevertheless a must in Mexican popular culture — just like tequila, Lucha libre, or tacos al pastor. So, how can you refuse this remarkable gathering in the mythical Palacio de los Desportes of Mexico City?

Don’t Shit Where You Eat: Golden Rule or Mere Bullshit?

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“What good to climb the social ladder if not to gain some interesting perks? All my life, I’ve struggled, begging for favors from scornful cunts. As soon as I neared them, they clenched their asses like cows during the fly season. But one morning, after my one-millionth promotion, I suddenly became handsome, funny and witty. Like magic, I got hot out of …

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