In the beginning there was the plan.
And then came the arseumptions. But the arseumptions were without form and the plan, without substance
And darkness came upon the face of the workers.
And the workers spoke among themselves and said,
“It's a crock of shit and it stinks.”
And the workers went unto their supervisors and said,
“It's a pail of dung and we can't live with the smell.”
And the supervisors went unto their managers and said,
“It is a container of strong excrement, and none may abide by it.”
And the managers went unto their directors and said,
“It is a vessel of fertiliser, and none may abide its strength.”
And the directors spoke among themselves, and said to one another,
“It contains that which aids plant growth and is very strong.”
And the directors went to their vice-presidents and said unto them, “It promotes growth and it is very powerful.”
And the vice-presidents went to the president and said unto him, “This new plan will promote growth and vigour of the company with powerful effects.”
And the president looked upon the plan and said that it was good.
And the plan became policy
And this my friends, is how shit happens.
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