A culture is slipping away that raised some fine self-reliant relatives of mine like my Aunt Eleanor who could handle a rifle, hitch up horses to a wagon, bake bread, plant a garden, throw a baseball, kill a chicken, sew clothing from a pattern, do basic repairs, and speak her mind in firm declarative sentences. The farm made her a strong woman and I say the world could use more like her.
Well, cultures are mortal, just as we are, and it’s a shame when the worthwhile peter out and the worst prosper, such as the culture of consultancy. Some of the stupidest managers I’ve encountered in my life now hang out their shingles as consultants prepared to advise on strategic planning and team building, who when I knew them were adept at strategic blather and creative imitation. I believe that AI will devastate their ranks and soon we’ll encounter them at drive-up windows, consulting on condiments and large vs. medium shakes.
