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===Desired by whom?===
===Desired by whom?===
[[Subject matter expert]]s don’t usually have the ''time'' to contemplate the eternal verities, much less the inclination. To the extent they have a desired state beyond going home time, it would be a workplace absent any [[middle managers]] banging on about [[target operating model]]s. Thus a target operating model is the aspiration of she whose role in the organisation is to wish for perfect things: [[middle manager]]s.
[[Subject matter expert]]s don’t usually have the ''time'' to contemplate the eternal verities, much less the inclination. To the extent they have a desired state beyond being on the train home, it would be a workplace absent any [[middle managers]] banging on about [[target operating model]]s.  


===A perfect world===
Thus, a target operating model is only the aspiration of {{sex|she}} whose role in the organisation is to wish for perfect things: [[middle manager]]s. Therefore, a TOM trucks in terms of unicorns, rainbows, and popular delusions of the management mob. There is no space in it for human foible, unexpected contingency, nuance, shade of meaning or obstinacy. A target operating model will look awesome on a [[Powerpoint]] [[deck]]. It will swoon the [[steerco]]. But it will bear no resemblance to anything the organisation actually ''does''.
Thus, a [[target operating model]] is a kind of Platonic ideal. But we do not inhabit an abstract realm of essential beauty.<ref>Well, ''I'' certainly don’t.</ref>
 
===On Plato and perfect worlds===
A [[target operating model]] is thereby a kind of Platonic ideal. While it is hard to persuade a [[chief operating officer]] of this, the fact remains that we [[subject matter expert]]s do not inhabit an abstract realm of essential beauty.<ref>Well, ''I'' certainly don’t.</ref>
 
No. We inhabit a grubby, tedious cave, in which we are shackled together and forced to look at the same craggy walls. We have no ideal forms; we see only their shadows, thrown by guttering candles against those misshapen walls. The ideals are perverted. Disfigured. Monstrous. The world we know is of the shadows: It is intractable, messy, irritating and prone to outbreaks of Sod’s law.
 
Life in it is solitary, poor, nasty, brutish and short.


No. We inhabit a grubby, tedious cave, and we are chained together and forced to look and the same craggy walls, and the shadows these perfect ideals throw are disfigured. Monstrous. Our world is intractable, messy, irritating and prone to outbreaks of Sod’s law. Life in it is solitary, poor, nasty, brutish and short.


Desired by middle management, that is. Therefore a TOM trucks in terms of unicorns, rainbows, and popular delusions of the management mob. There is no space in a target operating model for human foible, unexpected contingency, nuance, shade of meaning or obstinacy.
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