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.