Every sovcit success story hinges on one person who decided to go with the flow and not follow the law.
It hinges on a dice roll finding someone half as dumb as they are.
The places I’ve worked had a surprising fraction of people who didn’t understand the job yet somehow managed to not get fired. I’m not that surprised.
This is what gives me The Fear; we are laughing now, but human society is not at all innoculated against an ideology that turns people into sociopathic liars, and we have to hope that despite what in this metaphor I will call “the patient’s poor health”, that we can survive long enough to develop a lasting immunity.
It’s like strange matter. It’s the crazy that drives everyone around you crazy. The prion of confused thinking.