There was an old lady

Who coaches the coaches coach? If we think in straight lines and linear progression, it can go on and on, and it’s hard to see the endpoint. The answer appears to always be to think bigger. Much like the nursery rhyme about an old lady who swallowed a fly. When will it ever end?

The old lady swallowed a bird to catch the spider. How absurd. If only the old lady had considered the connectivity of systems.