I am trying to read the mind of a committee. It is not going well. (At least, this is the working assumption: I cannot believe that a single human being created this mess, and it seems unlikely that a million monkeys were involved.)
I so sympathize. My current rewrite project from hell (fondly referred to as the Great Steaming Pile Of Crap) was supposed to go to the collaborative "team" (and I use the word loosely) that originated it for minor corrections and tweaks; one of them sent us *32 pages* of corrections (for a 48 page publication!), and the collaborators have now wrested it away from us and the same people who sent us the original GSPoC are now attempting to do the revisions themselves.
If I'm lucky, it'll never come back to me. I do not, however, feel lucky.
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If I'm lucky, it'll never come back to me. I do not, however, feel lucky.