"Making plans with maps" is a phrase I coined in a poem about a decade ago. Surprisingly, it's not caught on. (Heh.) I use it to reference daydreaming or plotting for high-fallutin' or outlandish plans, in which the planning-for part is more complicated (and perhaps more emotionally fulfilling) than the actual execution (which rarely comes to pass anyways). After one makes plans with maps, one might give up and just ask, Who is John Galt.
The WI unions are making plans with maps. They are a wounded animal, licking their wounds, and they are an angered ex-girlfriend plotting revenge. An angry ex-girlfriend with Borderline Personality Disorder will do something destructive to her ex-boyfriend to show him how much she loves him and how much she deserves to be taken back. The stronger the emotion, the riskier the move. I'm talking risky, like setting his car on fire. (Emily Valentine in early 90210? Classic BPD. Just sayin'.)
The unions have lost the most recent collective bargaining battle. They have retreated and amassed their army to fight on two fronts: recalls and federal courts.