And the Plan described a Process.
And with the Plan were the Assumptions.
And the Assumptions were without form.
And the Plan and the Process were without credibility.
And darkness was upon the face of the People.
And they spoke among themselves saying, "It is a crock of excrement, and it stinks."
And the people went unto their Mayors and said, "It is a bucket of dung, and we cannot live with the smell."
And the Mayors went unto the Mayors’ Council, saying, "It is a container of organic waste, and of such strength that none may abide it."
And the Council Chairman went unto the Chief of Staff, saying, "It is a vessel of fertilizer, and none may abide its strength."
And the Chief of Staff spoke among the remainder of the Staff, and they said to one another, "It contains that which aids plant growth, and it is very strong."
And the entire Staff went unto the Governor, saying unto him, "It promotes growth, and it is very powerful."
And the Governor went unto the Legislature, saying unto them: "This Process will actively promote the growth and vigor of the Island, with very powerful effects."
And the Legislature looked upon the Process and deemed that it was good.
And thus the Plan became Law, but the Law was good for only the Chosen People, and great numbers of the People were denied the benefits thereof and were saddened.
(And that, friends, is how ta-keee happens).