THE PLAN ®

 THE PLAN ®

In the beginning there was a plan. And then came the assumptions.

And the assumptions were without form.

And so the plan was without substance.

And the darkness was upon the face of the soldiers.

And they spoke amongst themselves saying “It is a crock of shit and it stinks”.

 And the soldiers went to their Junior Non Commissioned Officer and said “It is a pail of dung and the smell is intolerable”.

And the Junior Non Commissioned Officer went to their Senior Non Commissioned Officer saying “It is a container of excrement and it is very strong”.

And the Senior Non Commissioned Officer went to their Senior Officers and said “It is a vessel of fertiliser and none may be abide its strength”.

 And the Junior Officers went to their Senior Officers saying, “It contains that which aids plant growth and is very strong”.

And the Senior Officers went unto the General Staff saying “It actively promotes growth and is very powerful”.

 And the General Staff went to the General saying “this new plan is full of energy and extremely potent”.

 And the General looked upon the plan and saw it was good.

And the plan becomes policy.

And this is how shit happens.