Bleah. Our employment choices are:
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working at a kindergarten where none of the children nor supervisors give a shit about the consequences of their mistakes and oversights, or
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working, blindfolded and wearing oven mitts, in a locked down swamp filled with molasses and motor oil, with the Sisyphean task of pushing the IA and OPSEC boulders out of said swamp.
Yay, technology. I should have stayed in the family ranching business.
