The Dreaded Arrival
Notching the brightness down on my monitor, I wait for the file to download, my pulse thrumming in my fingertips. The cursor is a blinking heartbeat. It is 10:05 AM, and the email-the one we have been dreading and dissecting in hushed Slack channels for 45 days-has finally arrived. It is titled ‘Realignment for the Future: Our 2025 Vision.’ I click. The PDF is 15 pages of high-gloss stock photos of people looking at tablets in sun-drenched lofts.
I scroll past the CEO’s 5-paragraph introduction about ‘agility’ and ‘pivoting.’ I skip the section on ‘reimagining our ecosystem.’ I go straight to page 12. The org chart.
But as I look at the spreadsheet open on my second monitor-the same one I was working on at 5:45 PM yesterday-I realize nothing has actually changed. I am still tracking the same 125 line items of metadata. I am still reporting to the same man, who will still ask me why the Q3 projections haven’t been color-coded yet. The only difference is the signature on my emails and the 25 hours of productivity we all lost this week trying to figure out if we still have a desk.
The Great Corporate Lie: Territory, Not Strategy
This is the great corporate lie of the twenty-first century: the belief that moving boxes on a screen is the same thing as solving a problem. We treat the org chart like a Rubik’s Cube, twisting it until the colors align, hoping that the mechanical act of rotation will somehow fix the internal friction of a failing business model.
Political maneuver disguised as strategy.
It’s a political maneuver disguised as a strategic necessity. When a new executive arrives, they don’t bring a new strategy; they bring a new map. They need to plant their flag. They need to make sure that the 15 people who used to report to their rival are now scattered across 5 different departments, effectively neutralized. It’s not about effectiveness; it’s about territory.
Rearranging Sandbags at Candia
I fell into a Wikipedia rabbit hole last night while trying to avoid thinking about this. I was reading about the Siege of Candia, which lasted for 25 years. It’s the longest siege in history, a grueling, multi-generational conflict where the lines of battle moved mere inches over decades. The soldiers inside the walls of Heraklion probably spent their days reorganizing their defense squads just to feel like they were doing something other than waiting for the inevitable. That’s what this feels like. We are rearranging the sandbags while the cannons are firing. We obsess over who is a ‘dotted line’ report and who is a ‘solid line’ report, as if the geometry of our hierarchy can protect us from a market that doesn’t care about our titles.
“My friend Natasha M.-L. knows this feeling better than anyone. She is a museum lighting designer… Last year, her museum went through a ‘narrative restructuring.’ They brought in a consultant who decided that instead of being organized by era, the museum should be organized by ’emotional resonance.’ Natasha spent 85 days moving lights… The ‘restructuring’ didn’t change the art; it just made it harder for the regulars to find the bathroom.
– Natasha M.-L.
INSIGHT: Structural Change Efficacy
10% Real Change
The work spent on moving lights rarely moves the needle on core results.
[When you shuffle the deck but don’t change the game, you’re just playing with yourself.]
The Illusion of Decisive Action
We are currently living in the era of the ‘Permanent Re-Org.’ In the past, a company might change its structure once every 5 years to account for a massive shift in the industry. Now, it happens every 15 months. It has become a substitute for real leadership. If you don’t know how to increase revenue, you change the reporting structure. If you don’t know how to fix the product, you rename the product team. It creates the illusion of decisive action.
Time Spent: 35% Meetings
Time Spent: 85% Meetings
There is a profound lack of courage in this cycle. It takes courage to look at a stagnant company and say, ‘The structure is fine, but our ideas are old.’ It is much easier to say, ‘The ideas are fine, but the structure is the problem.’ One requires creative genius; the other only requires a PowerPoint license.
When you look at organizations that actually stand the test of time, you don’t see this frantic shifting. You see a commitment to a core philosophy that transcends the individual boxes on a chart. For example, when you examine a legacy that has survived the chaos of a century, like the foundation laid by the best injury lawyer near me, you see the power of stability. There is a reason a firm can last for 95 years without feeling the need to ‘realign’ every time the wind blows. It’s because they know who they are, who they serve, and why they exist. They don’t need a ‘Chief Momentum Officer’ because the momentum is built into the history of the name.
Severing the Informal Network
What we lose in these transitions is the ‘institutional memory.’ Every time you move a person from one department to another, you sever a 5-year-old connection. You lose the informal networks that actually get work done. In every office, there is a person who knows exactly how to fix the printer, a person who knows why the 2015 tax files are named ‘Banana,’ and a person who can get the legal department to sign off on a contract in 5 minutes.
Printer Fixer
Broken Link
Banana Files
Lost Institutional Memory
Legal Path
Connection Severed
When you re-org, those people are moved. Those connections are broken. We trade expertise for ‘flexibility,’ but flexibility without knowledge is just flailing. I’ve watched projects that were 95 percent complete get scrapped because the new ‘Stakeholder’ didn’t understand the original intent and wanted to ‘put their own stamp on it.’
Waiting for the Next Tune
“The music has started again. I’m just waiting to see where the chairs go this time. Are we actually building anything, or are we just rearranging the ruins of a dream we’re too tired to fix?
– The Architect’s Reflection
The Title
Lead Experience Architect
The Action
45 Min Meeting
Net Gain
5 Minutes Coffee
I’m looking at my new title on my email signature now… I sigh. I check my calendar. I have 5 minutes to get a coffee. I wonder if, in 15 years, I will look back on this day and remember anything other than the color of the boxes on that PDF. Probably not. The music has started again.