In the beginning was the Plan for the program.   And then came the Assumptions.   And the Assumptions were without form   And the Program was without substance   And darkness was upon the face of the Workers   And they spoke among themselves, saying, "It is a crock of shit, and it stinketh."   And the Workers went to their Supervisors and said, "It is a pail of dung, and none may abide by the odor thereof."   And the Supervisors went to 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 by its strength."   And the Directors spoke amongst themselves, saying, "It contains that which aids plant growth, and it is very strong."   And the Directors went unto the Vice Presidents, saying unto them, "It promotes growth, and it is very powerful."   And the Vice Presidents went unto the President, saying unto her, "This new plan will actively promote growth and vigor of the company, with powerful effects."   And the President looked upon the Plan, and saw that it was good.   And the Plan became Policy.   And that is how Shit Happens.   -- anon.