Despite tomorrow being his final day as CEO of Wokepac, Brian is whooping it up on social media like a pouting Insta-influencer with brand new Botox lips.
He’s becoming the Creepbook for Business equivalent of herpes, only much harder to get rid of and without the preceding moments of pleasure.
Demonstrating a level of self-unawareness usually associated with people called Bono talking about climate change whilst sipping champagne on private jets, he is doing a high five lap of honour around Linked-in.
It’s the nature of the high fives that’s most amusing though. I’ve yet to see a single message of thanks and farewell from anyone who looks vaguely experienced or competent. Instead, it seems to be a lot of folks with job tittles one might expect to see on the cryogenic pods in the hold of the Golgafrincham Ark B.
Exhibit 1: A Monitoring and Control Manager
It seems to me, a paucity of “monitoring and control” might have been the prime reason Brian will be spending less time in a dinner suit from next week.
Exhibit 2: Maybe policemen are getting younger but this is a Senior Business Banker apparently.
Exhibit 3: Credit Assessor.
Exhibit 4: An “accomplished CEO“, which is surely code for “unemployed”?
Exhibit 5: A Regional General Manager, SME
I think Jason’s sycophancy is my favourite of the selection though; “Farewell to an inspirational leader that was tasked with navigating Australia’s oldest bank through the toughest conditions in history. ”
Tougher than, say, 1929-31, 1939-45, any of the subsequent recessions or the 2008 financial crisis?
Well no, perhaps nothing quite on that scale.
But still, perhaps the toughest self-inflicted conditions in history?
Yes, let’s agree on that.
I have two observations on Brian and his sycophants*:
1. He certainly got full value from that dinner suit, and
2. Get woke, go broke (well, at least fired).
* I think I may have seen Brian and His Sycophants supporting Primus at the Brixton Academy.