Deadline is an aggravating word. As a boundary it's a line in a prison that prisoners can cross only at the risk of being shot. And it's a time limit after which debts must be paid, assignments complete and it's a kind endless threatening list that contributes mightily to general ennui and that sort of mental alignment that allows for something like slavery.
It's the case that deadlines are more often other imposed than they are self
imposed. Which also adds to the aggravation of a jack booted word that can stamp
the corridors kicking in doors, if permitted to. So what I'm going to say is
that The Letlander needs something like a deadline. And here I'm trying to think
in terms of flagpoles and little boats on choppy seas, rather than punishment
for crossing lines.