In the beginning the was the Plan, And then came the Assumptions, And the Plan was completely without substance, And darkness fell upon the face of the workers, And they spoke among themselves, saying, "This is a crock of shit, and it stinketh". And the workers went unto their supervisors and sayeth, "It is a pile of dung and none may abide the odor thereof". And the supervisors went unto the Managers and sayeth unto them, "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, and sayeth, "It is a vessel of fertilizer, and none may abide by its strength". And the Directors spoke amongst themselves and sayeth to one another, "It contains that which aids plant growth, and it is very powerful". And the Directors went unto the Vice-Presidents and sayeth unto them, "It promotes growth, and it is very powerful", And the Vice-Presidents went unto the President and sayeth to him, "This new Plan will actively promote growth and efficiency within this Company, and in these areas in particular". And the President looked upon the Plan, And saw that it was good, and the Plan became Policy. And This Is How Shit Happens.