Tag: Consensus

  • Consensus

    Man, consensus is a roach motel. Lures you in with the flickering neon of common ground, promises of smooth sailing and shared agendas. But step inside and the steel snaps shut. You’re stuck, plastered to the flypaper of groupthink, limbs twitching with the sluggish paralysis of conformity. You hear the スーツ (sūtsū, suits) murmuring in…