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Date: 15/11/06

The Curious Case Of The Inactive Banana, or "E Pericoloso Sporgersi" (*)

If you haven't heard about this already, please spend a couple of minutes reading this story.

We've been in stitches over this for much of the day at the office. You see our office is one of the ones mentioned in the story.

To be scrupulously fair (something I am decreasingly inclined to be nowadays, because the same Depratment of Stoat is desperately trying to centralise the remainder of my job, having 'outsourced' the rest of it earlier this year), what happened in this particular case was that a local senior manager simply got somewhat up himself and started embellishing procedure.

It's a shame that this has been allowed to grab the headlines. Not because it brings HM Revenge and Cussdoms into public disrepute - that in itself would be a superfluous act nowadays after The Affair Of The Ballsed-up Tax Credit System - but because this is merely the most ludicrous outcrop of that iceberg of melting insanity called LEAN.

A quick recap: LEAN is a way of systematising (sorry Steve!) production first developed by Toyota to improve the way they make cars. I could go for the cheap laugh and say that, given its origins, it should be called REAN, but I'll resist the temptation. As this seemed to work, in that it enhanced Toyota's reputation no end, it has been taken up as a war banner by that army of fraudsters collectively known as 'management consultants'. And so, LEAN has been applied to a wide variety of processes, including (as in this instance) those for which it was never intended: for how, in the name of The Boss, could systems designed to produce better widgets faster and cheaper possibly be adapted for such things as....well....dealing with people's tax queries (just to give an example off the top of my head, you understand)?

LEAN first came into the Depratment last year sometime, and its bright-tailed and bushy-eyed acolytes have been spreading it with a will (and when I say 'spreading', think agriculture). Oh, this was going to make everything work! Backlogs of post would become things of a bygone age!

To this end, a small but expensive army of private consultants was parachuted behind enemy lines (e.g. our office), with the Secret Plans which would lay waste to the inefficient ways of the past and lead us into the sunny uplands of Freedom and Joy. You know, just like Bush said would happen to Iraq?

And so our colleagues, many of whom had spent years doing the job and meeting their targets, were treated to the regular sight of apparently grown-up men and women playing with Stickle Bricks and drawing perfect straight lines on whiteboards, and to the sound of people previously regarded as sane (including some managers) using words like 'diagnostics' and 'baselining' (this last is obviously a melding together of the words 'basejumping' and 'mainlining', as being injected with all this junk would make anyone want to find a tall structure to leap off).

Staff were moved around, sometimes by the day. They were reduced to doing only one part of a job one day, and a different part the next. The 1990s fetish of 'whole case working' was abandoned for the tactics of the assembly line. People are being treated not just as if they were nine-year-olds, but as if they were retarded nine-year-olds. And this by people who have never done the job themselves.

The result? Ever increasing backlogs of work. Greater panic among senior managers as this state of affairs becomes impossible to hide. And the morale of hard-working staff exhibiting all the characteristics of The China Syndrome (i.e., it feels like you're in a very bad movie).

All this would be bad enough. But the Depratment, for all its claims to the contrary, isn't even operating LEAN properly. Indeed, one of the country's leading authorities on LEAN, John Seddon, has stated clearly that what HMRC is doing is the very antithesis of what LEAN is all about.

But still it goes on. And will go on, because no-one in senior management has the balls to admit to what is bloodily obvious. They, no doubt, will still get their reward, either in this life or the next (or 'the private sector', as it's so quaintly known).

In the meantime, more and more of the tax money of Mr., Mrs. and Ms. UK Taypayer will be spent on trying to prop up this failure. People who are there to do their jobs will spend increasing amounts of their time filling in statistical records rather than do what they're supposed to be there to do. And the people who are, for want of a better word, 'responsible' for the mess will still claim that it has been a great success, and would have been moreso but for the obstructiveness of staff who were, misguidedly, trying to provide a service to the public who pay their salaries instead of using their time wisely to stroke the egos of private-sector meddlers and their all-too-eager little helpers who have swallowed, and who use, the fetid vocabulary of MBA-speak (MBA = Mostly Bollocks, Actually) with such evident relish.

Now you know, as Spike Milligan used to say, what's wrong with the bloody country...

(* Italian: "It is dangerous to LEAN out")