Because, honestly, who needs a boring old machine when you have our Great Leader's unflinching, unbridled, and unrelenting vision?
Meet our Great Leader's Right-Hand Man, the one person responsible for ensuring that every meeting is an exercise in futility and bureaucratic jargon.
This person has been tasked with the sacred duty of attending meetings, nodding in agreement, and pretending to care.
They have a Ph.D. in Nodding, a certification in Bureaucratic Jargon, and a lifetime supply of coffee.
Why, indeed, not just use the old machine? Why, indeed, not just let the meetings be attended by someone with a pulse and a functioning spleen?
Because, you see, our Great Leader's Right-Hand Man is the chosen one, the one who shall not be ignored, the one who shall be forever bound to this chair.