
Anyone who has faith in Corporate America's mystical ability to be the single most efficient way imaginable to divvy up the earth's resources has obviously never spent a single day dealing with all the deadweight, dolts, dweebs, lugheads, hacks and boobs who live there. The typical American Corporate Structure is a haven for incompetence, inefficency, low productivity and more politics of personal destruction than you'll find in even the most poorly run government department.
dorksizing (n.)- A business strategy of employing lots of people with marginal skills so you can fire them when things get tough without decreasing productivity.Competition for salaries and recognition among the dullards of middle managers creates an atmosphere riddled with antagonism and full of back-stabbing loafers, each increasingly desperate to protect their pay stubs but too lazy and stupid to do their actual work. Unlike a government agency, these corporate organ-doners are "subject to the job market," which gets translated quickly into "becoming as unaccountable as humanly possible for any work in the company" so nobody can really feel comfortable firing them since nobody but God himself could actually determine what (if anything) they do during a work day, and even He would need a week or two to figure it out and another few days to shake His head in utter disbelief.
Why do companies do this? Why employ these meat puppets? Wouldn't it be much better to fire them and boost profits? My theory is (glad you asked) that it's actually the result of an shrewd corporate strategy for "recession-proofing" the company. You employ a hefty percentage of these chuckleheads so that when the inevitable merger or economic downturn hits, you have a very comfortable margin of people to slap with pink slips without affecting productivity. Machiavellian isn't it? I call it "dorksizing." You can quote me. Whales do the same thing.

Take the welfare state, add three parts privatization and two parts employment protection laws, shake it around and bake for an hour and voilá: you've made a corporate structure full of incompetent people who feel entitled to a paycheck and whom you can't fire for fear of prosecution. Kinda makes you want to hand over your Social Security check to the bozos at Morgan Stanley, doesn't it? (If they could figure out how to deposit it, that is.)
Welcome to Corporate America. The land of the brave, the free and people who routinely believe Mexico is somewhere next to Somolia, presumably because they copied it off some other brain-doner in 8th grade geography and have been too busy since to crack an atlas.
After all, you'd be surprised how many games of Tetris you have to play before enough drool pools on the floor to create an OSHA violation.