From the Editor's Desk, to the Trash..!


Here is something that is bugging me for a while. I write articles for my company's magazine for a while as a voluntary contribution. About many issues, not necessarily related to the line of work that my company does, but it's a column for interesting and irrelevant stuff that the magazine is trying to publish to give it a more open theme than the closed topic-limited theme the working environment offers. Some of them get published. And many others get edited and completely transformed into something it has nothing to do with the purpose of the article that I wrote! and for very ridiculous reasons that can be easily bypassed. "Too philosophical" or "too artistic" and sometimes " too political "..!

The fear of criticism and lack of a strong sense of independence drives the Public Relations department to refuse such writings. Such writings could elevate the common sense that is not so common anymore, and perhaps could ignite the innovation within the company’s employees to better perform, feel stronger and more empowered. To do that, people should be free of the constraints that the working environment put around them. Be free politically, socially and more important, free psychologically.

I understand the reasons behind refusing such writings, and frankly I laugh at them. These people have so much room to roam, yet they decide to circle around the same circles that have been drawn long ago. Specially here in this region, the middle east, and specifically here in Abu Dhabi, UAE. No offence, but so many restrictions are built around the freedom of speech, act and behavior that are self-inflicted here. Organizations limit themselves with books and long lines of documents on policies & procedures. So much that they cannot see the obvious grounds of the very fables of common sense, without referring to their policies and procedures!

We are turning into mindless machines that do not even know whether the loop is correct or got an incorrect formula embedded in its source code!!
Many “benchmarking” are followed, even if they’re not applicable to us. Just for the sake of following. Many “best practices” are implemented, even though they’re not really valid! Just for the sake of being among the elite bunch of firms who do need it.
When do such organizations learn to lead and invent?! I wonder where we will be, if not for the cash flow of the oil & gas industry and the long provision of ADIA super lobby! Or maybe we’ll be better off.?!? Cause then, and only then, we’ll try and rely on people and the minds of people. Not only their muscles! Necessity is the mother of all inventions they say, is it not!

In general, people here do not realize the power their voice, the voice of the public, instead they rely on some hot shot government officials or rulers to intervene and make solid decisions (which is very rare) that help improve our future and well being..

I just hope the people first then leaders do realize this before it’s too late. I really fear for the future of my country.


*just another rambling post... it’s been a while, I know... ;)

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