Politics are a dirty business
With scratching backs and greasing palms
Ending up with muddy hands
Or worse bloody fingers
Ask Lady MacBeth
How that worked out
In the end
It must be the mess the government has gotten itself into spilling into everyday lives, or the culture. However you want to spin it, I find that the political climate is impacting my life in ways unimagined previously. Politics in the work place have always been present. However they were subtle, running as a faint subtext to decisions. Often they were undetectable. But now they are blatant. Every word is imbued with the flavor of politics and presented as a garnish for someone’s pet project. It is rampant that all the people who are somebody have taken their once hidden agendas out of the closet and from under the table and plopped them down for everyone to see. It reminds me of the middle school lunchroom. There was no mistaking who was popular. There was no question about the direction cliques were headed. And there was no stopping the bullying and coercion to get what the powerful wanted.
I personally have avoided the political games for 26 years. I refused to play. It resulted in walking around with a target on my back. I did my job and I did it well. So well that I was immune to the political machinations of others. Times change and I find that my failure to play the game has put me at a tactical disadvantage. Nonetheless, I can sleep well knowing I have not compromised my ethics, my beliefs, or betrayed my core values.