I was going through the contents of a manila folder that has not been out of a file cabinet for decades, and in that folder, I discovered the following scenario hand-typed on a single page; I have no idea who created it and cannot remember how I came to have it, but it reflects an interesting insight into the workings of hierarchical organizations:
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, “The Plan is a crock of shit and it stinketh!”
And the workers went unto their (forepersons) and said, “The Plan is a pail of dung, and none may abide the odor thereof because it is so strong.”
And the (forepersons) went unto their shift supervisors, saying, “The Plan is a container of fertilizer, and it is very strong, such that none may abide by it.”
And the shift supervisors went unto the Assistant Plant Manager saying, “The Plan can be likened to that which aids growth, and it is very strong.”
And the Assistant Plant Manager spoke with the Plant Manager and said, “I’m certain that The Plan can promote growth and is very powerful.”
And the Plant Manager went unto the CEO and said, “I think The Plan will actively promote the growth and vigor of our division with far-reaching effects.”
And the CEO went unto the Board to report what he had been told about The Plan by the Plant Manager, and then he added, “After long deliberation, it is my view that not only the very survival of that division but of our entire company depends upon the implementation of The Plan.”
And the Board looked upon The Plan and saw that it was good.
And the Board voted to make The Plan corporate policy.
This is how shit happens.
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