The Plan

2015 is nearing a close, and the notion of planning is all around us. Plan your resolutions, plan your budgets, plan your projects.

I came across a poem earlier this year that made me think about planning in general. It also brings in the topics of leadership, organizational structure, communication and a stark reality in business today. Fortunately, Northern Illinois University has scribed it in a document which can be found here.

I have taken that text and placed it here for you to reflect on. I find it interesting how much can change, or be derived from, the same set of original information. Have a wonderful conclusion to 2015, and an even better start to 2016!

In the beginning, there 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 they spoke among themselves, saying, "It is a crock of s**t, and it
stinks."

And the Workers went unto their Supervisors and said, "It is a pail of
dung, and we can't live with the smell".

And the Supervisors went unto 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 its strength."

And the Directors spoke among themselves, saying to one another, "It
contains that which aids plant growth, and it is very strong."

And the Directors went to the Vice Presidents, saying unto them, "It
promotes growth, and it is very powerful."

And the Vice Presidents went to the President, saying unto him, "This new
plan will actively promote the growth and vigor of the company with very
powerful effects."

And the President looked upon the Plan and saw that it was good.

And the Plan became Policy.

And this is how s**t happens...