Oh, how I wish casual surrealism was an effective counter to Bureaucracy. Instead you just get shown into smaller and grubbier offices. The answer is a pocket universe where the machinery of the state is best engaged with whilst in the grip of strong drugs...
The Ministry of Startling Results:
It's run by monkeys. You post requests to the large building in which it is housed. At an indeterminate time later, you receive a parcel back. I suspect the parcels would usually contain banana skins or disturbingly-soiled office equipment, but the likelihood of useful results would be high enough that the experiment would continue.
The Ministry of Onions:
This is where you take the onions you've grown for testing and measurement. It's a single large and semi-sentient machine. A lot like a mechanical version of the alien hive in Quatermass II, only fixated on onions rather than world domination.
The Ministry of Unflinching Truth in All Things:
The concept in my head is that there's a (reasonably) benevolent ministry that exists to give people the things they really ought to have. Not the shiny things that they think they want, but the stuff that will make them truly happy. Because of course accepting that you're better off with a WRX instead of a girlfriend, or an allotment rather than a gender change isn't something that people really want to think about sometimes.
The Ministry of Startling Results:
It's run by monkeys. You post requests to the large building in which it is housed. At an indeterminate time later, you receive a parcel back. I suspect the parcels would usually contain banana skins or disturbingly-soiled office equipment, but the likelihood of useful results would be high enough that the experiment would continue.
The Ministry of Onions:
This is where you take the onions you've grown for testing and measurement. It's a single large and semi-sentient machine. A lot like a mechanical version of the alien hive in Quatermass II, only fixated on onions rather than world domination.
The Ministry of Unflinching Truth in All Things:
The concept in my head is that there's a (reasonably) benevolent ministry that exists to give people the things they really ought to have. Not the shiny things that they think they want, but the stuff that will make them truly happy. Because of course accepting that you're better off with a WRX instead of a girlfriend, or an allotment rather than a gender change isn't something that people really want to think about sometimes.
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Date: 2007-09-14 01:37 pm (UTC)I want to work for the Ministry of Things and Stuff. No fixed remit except to potter about looking at stuff that looks like it might be interesting.
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Date: 2007-09-14 01:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-14 01:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-14 01:59 pm (UTC)Clear desk and no storage? The architects of that 'innovation' have never done any real work, have they?
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Date: 2007-09-14 02:22 pm (UTC)Grrrr.
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Date: 2007-09-14 02:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-14 02:41 pm (UTC)(Bottom story on the page)
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Date: 2007-09-14 04:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-14 04:51 pm (UTC)You have to pass through here to make your meeting at The Ministry of Unflinching Truth in All Things.
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Date: 2007-09-14 06:36 pm (UTC)(Yeah, I know. Enterprising Document Mangler)
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Date: 2007-09-14 06:39 pm (UTC)How apt.
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Date: 2007-09-27 08:18 am (UTC)As far as getting what one needs or wants, it never happens. I am of the mind that one only gets what they settle for.
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Date: 2007-09-27 09:36 am (UTC)Hm. Yes, in some ways. And in others, not.