Stuffed accounts in the looking glass of Alice

Accounting, Auditing & Accountability Journal

ISSN: 0951-3574

Article publication date: 1 March 2006

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Özmen Uysal, Ö. (2006), "Stuffed accounts in the looking glass of Alice", Accounting, Auditing & Accountability Journal, Vol. 19 No. 2. https://doi.org/10.1108/aaaj.2006.05919baa.002

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Stuffed accounts in the looking glass of Alice

Stuffed accounts in the looking glass of Alice

Keywords: Accounting, Labour

“I should see the garden far better,” said Alice to herself, “if I could get to the top of that hill: and here’s a path that leads straight to it – at least, no, it doesn’t do that –” (after going a few yards along the path, and turning several sharp corners), “but I suppose it will at last. But how curiously it twists! It’s more like a corkscrew than a path! Well, this turn goes to the hill, I suppose – no, it doesn’t! This goes straight back to the house! Well then, I’ll try it the other way” (Lewis Carroll).

Upon thrown into the accountlantisHumpty Dumpty very positivelyInforms me thatI have been in a fair business“A new division of labour”I am supposed to paint –With the united colors ofPolka-dot local ledgersOne of the three or more card accountants – possiblyI am the third one – sfumato –If I account, I am the modernAnd who is the fourth?(Not orderly hitherto)Un-counting the means of the earthIn the pearl confession journalInside the mirror of a glitteringAccounting knifeMy petite samsa-like eyes are nurturingThe flame trees of the gardenCoiling through the east ofThe cloudy sword of the accountsI have offered them at leastMy zealous nomadic accounts –Reaped and tunedBy the third alcove bluesFor the ethnic accounting shelfAs if Gulliver and I were travelingBy the orient expressTo the synopticon station:With music of spheresAnd velvety train waysWhen I have noticedThe diadems of the accountkeepersBoth the abacus andThe accounts were strange …

All this time the Guard was looking at her, first through a telescope, then through a microscope, and then through an opera-glass. At last he said, “You’re travelling the wrong way,” and shut up the window and went away (Lewis Carroll).

Özgür Özmen UysalBaskent University, Ankara, Turkey

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