Bloated job titles and other examples of diseased language
There’s an outfit called TGIF (Thank God It’s Friday, in case you didn’t know) that holds weekly Christian discussion meetings in the Seattle Coffee Shop Brooklyn Mall at 6:00 am on Fridays. I’ve been to a few of them when the topic has interested me, and I get the weekly notices of topics to see whether they may be of interest. This week’s notice had some comments on inflated job titles, which I thought were worth sharing:
Job title inflation: It started when the guy who fixed my washing machine introduced himself as the Maintenance Engineer, only to be trumped by the plumber who became a Drain Surgeon. Run-of-the-mill assistants are now Facilities Administrators, 1-person organisations are headed by CEOs or Presidents, and Churchianity has seen a few (self-appointed?) Apostles of Faith and Anointed Prophets. The herbalists whose pamphlets you get given at the traffic lights are all “Dr” or “Prof”, except for the one who promotes himself as “Almighty Healer, Spirit from the Mountain and the Head of all Healers Herbalists in Africa” (sic).
Job title stuffing has resulted in descriptors like Chief Executive Twitterer, Manager of Deep Web Research, Central Interactions Architect, Lifestyle Design Coach, Person-Centred Transition Facilitator, Global Troubleshooter, Head of Knowledge Creation, Psychological Wellbeing Practitioner, and Dynamic Paradigm Orchestrator. Soon, movers and shakers might become (respectively) Location Change Management Specialists and Arthymic Oscillation Technicians. 
While on the topic of language and usage, I also recently saw this on Facebook:
Oh well, at least I’m not seeing “a waist of time” as much as I used to see it online in the early 1990s, so some things are improving.
As the saying went in the early 1990s, “Put knot yore trussed inn spell chequers.”