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[[Confusion entropy]] is the he background level of misunderstanding and resentment which comes as a by-product of modern corporate discourse. It will eventually lead to the [[boredom heat death]] of the universe.  
[[Confusion entropy]] is the he background level of misunderstanding and resentment which comes as a by-product of modern corporate discourse.


Different types of activity generate more or less of this kind of entropy. [[Conference call]]s — especially [[all-hands conference call]]s — generate dangerously high levels.
Different types of activity generate more or less of this kind of entropy. [[Conference call]]s — especially [[all-hands conference call]]s — generate dangerously high levels.


Can be cured with alcohol, but there is a curious paradox, as overdoing the sauce (which, on a [[conference call]], can be tremendously tempting) can itself lead to total collapse through the [[inebriation event horizon]] into a black hole of soul-crushing despair.
The [[Jolly Contrarian]]’s [[second law of worker entropy]] states that [[confusion entropy]] will eventually lead to the [[boredom heat death]] of the universe. There is no  formula for when or where this might happen because at that moment the [[Jolly Contrarian]] was trying to make one up he was suddenly buttonholed by an officious [[management consultant]] on an all hands conference call and asked for some [[KPI]]s. He pretended to be having [[Skype trouble]].
 
[[Confusion entropy]] can be cured with alcohol, but there is a curious paradox, as overdoing the sauce (which, on a [[conference call]], can be tremendously tempting) can itself lead to total collapse through the [[inebriation event horizon]] into a black hole of soul-crushing despair.


So it’s either crushing your soul into an infinitesimal point of space-time, or regressing to a sunless, tepid expanse having, in every direction except the one you want to go in, an infinite extension of [[ennui]].
So it’s either crushing your soul into an infinitesimal point of space-time, or regressing to a sunless, tepid expanse having, in every direction except the one you want to go in, an infinite extension of [[ennui]].

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