He didn't almost micromanage the DECA project.  He definitely micromanaged it.  He was there every single day, and more often two to three times per day, shashaying around that 100,000 cult compound with his perfumy smelling entourage (and wife and kids a lot) going from the design room to the warehouse work areas, to the One Foundation practice room/studio, to the garage where he kept his fleet of luxury cars to the satsang hall where he was holding his initiator development program (IDP).

And then he'd be at the hangar.  I knew whenever he was at the hangar because, well, everything Rawat wanted done began at the Design Dept. room where I worked.

Looking back at that, it really was obsessive because we could hardly get anything done with him sticking his big, fat nose in every little detail of every thing he commanded us to do there. And he did command, there's no question about it.  What Maharaji wanted he got and with a "Yes, Maharaji, Pranam, Maharaji," added to it.

He even supervised the premie who painted the portraits of his father, Shri Hans, there in the Design Dept.  Can you imagine being a fine portrait artist and having someone supervise your work?  Well, she loved it, because she was a gopi, but he also made her very nervous, too.  That was another side job that got done in between reconfiguring, inside and out, the entire (every bolt and rivet) the B707 private jet he had to have so much, because traveling commercial first class, or even chartering private jets, was beneathe him.  

Btw, Joe, in arti, it's "Mine, Thine, Health, Wealth"  Not Time.