In the beginning was
the Plan. And then came the Assumptions. And the
Assumptions were without
form. And the Plan was without
substance. And darkness was
upon the face of The Workers
And the workers spoke among
themselves, saying, "This is
a crock of shit, and it stinks."
And the Workers went unto their
Supervisors and said, "It
is a pail of dung, and we can't live with
the smell." And the Supervisors
went unto their Managers, saying,
"It is a container of excrement,
and it is very strong, such
that none may abide by it."
And the Managers went unto their
Directors, saying, "It is
a vessel of fertilizer, and none may abide
its strength." And
the Directors spoke among themselves, saying to
one another, "It contains
that which aids plant growth, and it is very
strong." And the Directors
went to the Vice Presidents, saying
unto them, "It promotes growth,
and it is very powerful.."
And the Vice Presidents went
to the President, saying unto
him, "This new plan will
actively promote the growth and vigor of the
company with very powerful
effects." And the President looked upon the
Plan and saw that It was
good. And the Plan became Policy.
And that, my friends, is
how shit happens.