Comment Number: | OL-10501316 |
Received: | 2/24/2005 2:57:04 PM |
Subject: | Notice of Proposed Rulemaking, Request for Comment |
Title: | National Security Personnel System |
CFR Citation: | 5 CFR Chapter XCIX and Part 9901 |
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Comments:
My Dad served NAVY 31 years; I, 35. 35 years ago I taught comparative government/private enterprise personnel systems. Long ago I cut the course material, as too simplistic to need to defend this simple but easily understood process. A system that defeated the Soviet Union, 20 years later, I felt right not to bother teaching this stuff. Boy was I wrong. Yes there are guys and gals here who can't fog up a mirror in the morning and we still pay them. Yes there are so called leaders who were promoted to get them out of the way of the workers who are successful. We have a credit card system to pay for travel more oppressive than helpful, we are shipping more allied weapon systems deliverable under direct commercial sale ("biggest buck for the bang") instead of under government's Foreign Military Sales ("biggest bang for the buck") JUST when we are completely bereft of resources fighting wars of liberation, totally unresourced to fight wars of necessity (N. Korea looming) just when we need FULLY ARMED friends and allies to make the world a safer place. Now the Dod is going to turn into the Department of Commerce? Didn't we learn better in the fifties? We are being outclassed by our past. We converted from intranet to internet ten years ago, over rank and file objections this was a security related financial money pit, and were ignored. We have archaic data systems so old Bill Gates was in diapers when promulgated, now our offices teem with data mechanics to get it going. And we have time to mess with human resource systems dragging defeat out of the jaws of victory? We convert from knights of the round table to gladiators, to make a few old soldiers disappear? We knights joined this system to be freed from jealousy of each other's length of sword, shininess of buckler, thickness of shield. To have to wake up one morning gladiators fighting over spoils is out of character to every "cooperate and graduate" course we have taken for 25 years. Like in "Spartacus", now when Kirk Douglas asks fellow gladiator Woody Strode his name, he won't answer "How can we get it done" he will answer "I wont tell you because tomorrow I may have to kill you." This is where we are headed? Botox-land, Men's Warehouse, facelifts, right cars, trophy spouses? Do we have freedom to fail like private industry? Do you people in leadership mode have nothing else to do but tip over the deck chairs on the Titanic? You'll have plenty to do, somebody has to pick up 30% lost efficiency while we are busy getting right haircuts and brownnosing. I suggest you get out that pencil and sharpen it. Once you let the unbridled reptilian brain compete in accordance with the gospel of greed, washed sinless on Sunday for screwing neighbors Monday to Saturday, you have chaos only useless things produced for profit can tolerate. If we had freedom to fail, if I made cars, plastic vomit, or hula hoops, it wouldn't matter. I could spend 30% of my time sucking up, going to useless meetings, making pretty presentations with little valued added, that hallmark private enterprise. I could enjoy the freedom to fail I do not have in this calling. I could be making 30-40% more money. You think we need to be motivated? I'd talk over all of the above with my wife, but she left me due to neglect five years ago. How much more time do you want from guys like me? What's next--combat parking? We all go to the workplace and when the gun goes off we kill each other to fill the few billets for our cars, and sweep the bodies away thereafter? That'll work! People of diversity would have an advantage, because their cars are older and heavier, and they may be able to avail themselves of superior weapon. Hey! everybody wins. I wish I could patch this for you. A few words in a report card and a few hours how to training wont cut it. Some holes are in the too hard box. This is one of them. Dump it.