In the beginning there was the plan, and then came the assumptions, and the
assumptions were without form, and the plan was completely without substance:
and the darkness was on the faces of the soldiers, and they spake amongst themselves
saying, "it is a crock of shit and it stinks!"
And the soldiers went unto their sergeants saying: "It is a pail of dung
and none may abide the odor thereof."
And the sergeants went unto their platoon leaders saying, "It is a container
of excrement and it is very strong, such that none may abide by it."
And the lieutenants went unto their company commanders, saying, "It is
a vessel of fertilizer and none may abide its' strength."
And the captains went unto their battalion commanders, saying, "It contains
that which aids plant growth and it is very strong."
And the colonels went to the division commanders, saying, "It promotes
growth and is very powerful!"
And the generals went unto the Joint Chiefs of Staff and the National Command
Authority, saying, "This new plan will actively promote the growth and
efficiency of this organization!"
and the Joint Chiefs and the NCA looked upon the plan and saw that it was good,
and the plan became policy!
This is how shit happens.