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The Institute for Operations Research and the Management Sciences (INFORMS) is an international society for practitioners in the fields of operations research (OR) and management science. It was established in 1995 with the merger of the Operations Research Society of America (ORSA) and The Institute of Management Sciences (TIMS).
According to INFORMS constitution, the Institute's purpose is to improve operational processes, decision-making, and management by individuals and organizations through operations research, the management sciences, and related scientific methods. The constitution provides that the mission of INFORMS is to lead in the development, dissemination and implementation of knowledge, basic and applied research and technologies in operations research, the management sciences, and related methods of improving operational processes, decision-making, and management. To those ends INFORMS declared that it would strive to: a. support efforts to extend, unify and integrate related branches of knowledge and practice; b. support the free interchange of information relevant to the purposes of the Institute; c. promote greater use of this knowledge by all organizations and the general public; d. encourage the education of students and the continuing education of practitioners in these fields of knowledge; e. promote high professional standards and integrity in all work done in the field.
I don't matter you don't matter
Neither does this mindless clatter
It don't matter where you're from
What matters is your uniform
Wear your braces round your seat
Doctor Martens on your feet
Keep your barnet very neat
For credibility on street
We are marching as to war
We won't be obscure no more
In uniform - In uniform
I am really living life inside a jar - I'm all alone
So I feel forgiven if I'm under par - a fallen clone
Only in the river can I claim a star to call my own
I'm newly born,
In uniform I'm up on the throne
I am frightened, you are frightened
Should we get our trousers tightened?
Where in Brighton is your norm
Who wears enlightened uniform?
On my Parka is some band
I don't really understand
Perry is my guiding hand
Scooter polo sweeps the land
We are marching as to war
We won't be obscure no more
In uniform - in uniform
People think we dress alike to segregate identities
Pills or drink or puffing pipes in integrated entities
Then they wink and snort their line and say how great their Bentley is
They feel so warm when they conform. . .
They say that nakedness is what our Lord intended
When we stand naked then we all appear the same
But it's just faking it if we all try pretending
Are we just making all our prayers in the rain
Heaven knows I need new clothes.
We are marching as to war
But we are really fighting for
Our uniform - our uniform
When I contemplate my future I go numb, don't feel a thing
I don't' overrate my suitors number one, I always sing
But the State and their computers make me run for comfort in
My uniform.
In uniform I feel like a king.
They say that nakedness is what our Lord intended
When we stand naked then we all appear the same
But it's just faking it if we all try pretending
Are we just making all our prayers in the rain
It seems insane
But heaven knows
It's all the same