Today I had to endure a full day of sprint planning - yep my little scrum munchkins apparently that is not in itself a total oxymoron. To the casual observer the ribaldry, the flurry of post-it notes, the false bonhomie, the gimp shouting "scrum of scrums" every 30 minutes, and the swathes of disinterested developers racking up Wii high scores in no way should be interpreted as total muppetry - despite the obvious parallels.
I am not a convert to the new fascism as you might have gathered. It seems to me that scrum has been adopted on this project frankly as the last redoubt before the client scales our buggy ramparts and imparts the final blow; a salvo of critical defects causing our SLA to crumble.
When common sense fails, when competent management flees over the horizon with its arse on fire, when all else is lost then bring in General Zod and his two scrum masters of the apocalypse. They may not save you but my god they’ll spend your cash peddling the software equivalent of the emperor’s new clothes. Hurrah for touchy feely, right back down to earthy, scrumification.