The Polished Turd

I have written before that I am an architect of the future. 

Technically, we all are. 

We work on a team. 

Some of us have a vision and drive to bring that vision to life. 

Some are underperformers, viruses, wrenches in the machine. 

It is like working at a job where everyone gets hired, and no one can get fired. 

Sometimes it can be exhausting, depressing, and hard to see the path to the goal. 

“Whenever I get sad, I just stop being sad and be awesome instead.”  -Barney Stinson. 

We got this. It is no different than any other job. There are obstacles in our path, but with determination we will clear them in time. They will slow us down, and throw off our projections with their negativity. This will not deter us. I am not committed to a timeline, I am committed to the goal. 

We must all do our part, and my part is an architect. 

I am not the guy who is going to perfect gene therapy. 

I am not going to build a robot replacement body for you. 

I am not going to perfect quantum teleportation. 

I am going to bring it all together. 

I am going to drive the vision. 

I am going to tie together the hardware, software, business, and people. 

I am going to document and analyses the options, patterns, and risks. 

I am going to identify the things that will work, and find workarounds for the things that do not work. 

I collect countless requirements, targets, goals, wish lists, dreams, and science fiction ideas. Then I consume them. I digest them, and then I press them into one well formed plan. Then I polish that plan until it shines.  

That was the ugliest analogy I have ever come up with, but not the ugliest I ever will. 

Mythbusters proved that you can in fact polish a turd. 

Sometimes, the best plans are nothing more than a polished turd that models the goal until you can get there.