In the beginning there 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 they spoke among themselves saying, ‘It’s 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 fertilisers, and none may abide its strength’
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 growth, and vigour of the company with very powerful effects’

And the President looked upon the Plan, and said that it was good
And the Plan became Policy

And this is how shit happens.