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With great fanfare [[Don Figaro]] takes delivery of the machine, which to everyone’s surprise, works marvellously — but only because [[Iolande Impulsivia|Iolande]] and [[Don Iolio]] are standing behind it, checking everything before the merchants out front can notice. It is only [[Iolande Impulsivia|Iolande]]’s her brilliant accounting and dextrous handling of exceptions and unexpected use-cases which creates the illusion that machine is a success. [[Don Iolio]] is only more besmitten: ''è migliore di un motore di calcolo!''<ref>She is better than any dumb computation engine!</ref>
With great fanfare [[Don Figaro]] takes delivery of the machine, which to everyone’s surprise, works marvellously — but only because [[Iolande Impulsivia|Iolande]] and [[Don Iolio]] are standing behind it, checking everything before the merchants out front can notice. It is only [[Iolande Impulsivia|Iolande]]’s her brilliant accounting and dextrous handling of exceptions and unexpected use-cases which creates the illusion that machine is a success. [[Don Iolio]] is only more besmitten: ''è migliore di un motore di calcolo!''<ref>She is better than any dumb computation engine!</ref>


Peering through a crack in the door, devious [[Don Inago]] sees the machine is working, to his horror, and tries to renege on his loan. [[Don Figaro]] orders another machine, but to pay for it, must make ''Don Iolio'' and [[Iolande Impulsivia|Iolande]] redundant. As they quail he shouts, “non ho bisogno di voi dipendenti maledetti!”<ref>I don’t need you stupid employees!<ref> Little does Don Figaro know!  
Peering through a crack in the door, devious [[Don Inago]] sees the machine is working, to his horror, and tries to renege on his loan. [[Don Figaro]] orders another machine, but to pay for it, must make ''Don Iolio'' and [[Iolande Impulsivia|Iolande]] redundant. As they quail he shouts, “non ho bisogno di voi dipendenti maledetti!”<ref>I don’t need you stupid employees!</ref> Little does Don Figaro know!  


In a wrenching<ref>''Intended'' to be wrenching, but described as “clanking and discordant, redolent of a fist-fight among ironmonger’s apprentices” by noted critic Ingeborg Von Kleine-Scheidegg.</ref> aria ''Sono Condannato a Essere un Esperto in Materia'' <ref>"I am condemned to be a [[subject matter expert]]"</ref>, Iolande, cast adrift from the firm, drifts aimlessly around the canals of Venice clutching her [[Iron Mountain]] box, tearing out hanks of her hair and pondering whether there is any future to her life at all: ''O, diabolica calamità!''<ref>“O! hellish calamity!”</ref>.
In a wrenching<ref>''Intended'' to be wrenching, but described as “clanking and discordant, redolent of a fist-fight among ironmonger’s apprentices” by noted critic Ingeborg Von Kleine-Scheidegg.</ref> aria ''Sono Condannato a Essere un Esperto in Materia'',<ref>"I am condemned to be a [[subject matter expert]]"</ref> Iolande, cast adrift from the firm, drifts aimlessly around the canals of Venice clutching her [[Iron Mountain]] box, tearing out hanks of her hair and pondering whether there is any future to her life at all: ''O, diabolica calamità!''<ref>“O! hellish calamity!”</ref>.


At the same time [[Don Iolio]], locked in his father’s operations room, ineffectually rails against the stupidity of his father’s fashionable ideas (his song is ''Il mondo ha una merda per i cervelli''<ref>“The world has ordure for brains.”</ref>). He can only watch as the homunculus, without Iolande to prop it up, starts writing all kinds of contract notes on spices that don’t even exist. It is a disaster and drives [[Don Figaro]] to the brink of ruin. Finally, he comes to understand his folly (''O! Consulente di Gestione Scioccca!'' <ref>"Thou foolish [[management consultant]]!" </ref> and realising only Iolande can stop this blessed machine and save his family from total ruin, he sends out Don Figaro to find her.
At the same time [[Don Iolio]], locked in his father’s operations room, ineffectually rails against the stupidity of his father’s fashionable ideas (his song is ''Il mondo ha una merda per i cervelli''<ref>“The world has ordure for brains.”</ref>). He can only watch as the homunculus, without Iolande to prop it up, starts writing all kinds of contract notes on spices that don’t even exist. It is a disaster and drives [[Don Figaro]] to the brink of ruin. Finally, he comes to understand his folly (''O! Consulente di Gestione Scioccca!'' <ref>"Thou foolish [[management consultant]]!" </ref> and realising only Iolande can stop this blessed machine and save his family from total ruin, he sends out Don Figaro to find her.
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*[[Otto Büchstein]]
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