Martin Marprelate
The Heir
Open Source since 1588
Year 13, 9th Cohort
Day Tw0
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Let’s go on now to the morning of the first day.
Place MOM on your head and let’s go.
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08:00 a.m. Implementation Meeting {T-30 min}
Edward wakes up in his own bed.
Thrill shoots a spasm through him.
Better than he ever dreamt…
This is going to be a fantastic day!
08:28 a.m. Implementation Meeting {T-2 min}
08:28 a.m. Compliance Scan completed — Prerequisites NOT met
Before the meaning of the Skytext words registers, the Cloud has lifted Edward, shook him into pants, pulled his arms over his head and stuck them into sleeves. The shirt comes down with a pop. His feet are then raised, one at a time, for socks and shoes.
He is then marched to the elevator for the first official meeting of the C-team.
08:30 a.m. Cohort 9, #1 Board Meeting
Jose and Lilly are already at the Treehouse.
“Are we ready?” Edward asks Lilly and Jose.
They nod.
Edward says, “Plan Submission.”
08:33 a.m. C13-01 Plan Submission recording
08:33 a.m. C13-01 Late penalty calculating
They were a day late.
But that was not a mistake.
Timeliness would have lost them points.
Timeliness was a trap for the unwary.
He learned that from the Course of Childhood: Lesson 1: The Laws:
The law is very important.
The particulars of the law should be considered and addressed in every decision you make. Procure a legal opinion supporting your action. Ensure that the attorney carries malpractice.
In every case, ask, first, whether the law benefits or hinders Corporate profits. If it hinders it, them put the cadre of Ivy League lawyers to finding exceptions and sympathetic Legislators.
Every legal clause must always be considered and addressed in every decision you make.
Here’s how you remember that:
Legal Claws is coming…
To town!
Keeping a list
Checking it twice.
He’s going to find out
Who’s paid their price.
He knows when you’ve been working
He knows when you’ve been late
He knows when you’ve been billable…
So log those hours straight!
You better watch out
You better not sigh,
You better confess — I’m telling you why
Legal Claws is coming to town!
He’s reading all your emails,
He’s scanning every chat,
He’s parsing every sentence
He’s marking where you’re at.
So:
You better log out,
You better log in,
You better agree to the terms again,
Legal Claws is coming to town!
Legal Claws is coming…
To town!
Legal Claws is coming to a town near you!
You must have a legal opinion to support every decision you make. You do not ask your attorney if you should do something. You ask the attorney how you can get something done. And you tuck their memo in the front of every challenge.
It is important for you to recognize two types of laws: Those you must follow. And those you pay Indulgences to avoid.
Timeliness is sometimes critical and sometimes fluid.
The issue is the balance of risk and benefit.
The Day One Challenge had to be issued on time or the Cohort Wars would not begin for another year.
But, the exact details in the challenge…
Well…
The wisest planner plans in retrospect, the Course taught..
Simple logic.
A plan is successful if it accurately predicts the results.
Best way, then, to ensure a plan is successful — get the results before you make the plan. Then your plans never fail.
But there is an art to cheating. You can’t be perfect.
You just want to appear to be good enough to be better than everyone else.
08:34 a.m. Penalty proposed, 500 points deducted
Edward, Lilly and Jose, silently, high-five one another.
Chickenfeed!
“We accept,” Edward says.
08:34 a.m. Penalty imposed, 500 points deducted
08:34 a.m. C-13-01 Plan Submission Recording resumed
Jose says:
Day 1 at 9:45 a.m. an email will inform 13,000 employees that they are to report to Human Resources Room 4467 on Day 2 at 10:00 a.m. The summons is confidential. Disclosure of the summons or appointment is a violation of Regulation 1.0, resulting in immediate termination of employment and expulsion from the HighRise by the Console.
Lilly says:
A sign on the door says: Meeting in Progress: Do Not Disturb.
Room 4467 is a janitor’s closet. No employee has been forewarned.
The Department of Human Resources has been neutralized by an error in paychecks distributed on Day 1. No one can get through to them by email or phone. The HR and Accounting employees are both taking stairs and avoiding the corporate dining room.
Measurement of off-task, antisocial, and rule-breaking behavior as defined in Regulation 2.0 and set forth in Schedule C will commence immediately upon receipt of the email.
Measurement and point accrual will terminate at the end of Day 7.
Jose says:
We predict that the majority of people will not honor the confidentiality request. We predict that sharing will increase logarithmically.
And that is why the late penalty is worth paying! Edward thought with satisfaction. They had no idea that the email alone would create such havoc even before the appointment. They would have missed 13,000 points the first day without adding the Violation of Confidentiality metric to the measurements.
For a 500 point fine, they earned 13,000 points.
They’d get extra points for that.
8:34 a.m. C-13-01 Plan submission recording
“Behavioral Prediction,” Edward says to Jose.
Jose reads:
The summons is a mirror.
Each person knows more about themselves than we know about them.
But they don’t know what we know.
So, when they receive these summons, they scan their memory for errors and accomplishments and project their fears and hopes.
Their behavior will be consistent with their assumptions.
Thus, we predict that, upon receipt of the summons:
The loyal will be silent and wait.
The confident will expect recognition.
The ambitious will prepare speeches.
The strategic will seek alibis.
The righteous will prepare a rebuttal.
The guilty will call their attorneys.
The helpless will do nothing.
The insecure will be paralyzed.
This was a particular point of pride for Edward. It was almost challenge-proof. If a person goes to an attorney, it must be because they are worried. If they are worried, they have done something they need to keep hidden.
Even if their sin is not identified, their guilt is.
Guilty is as guilty does.
A person who objects is just the type of person who object.
Edward is smug when he says:
Preliminary plan skeleton complete subject to discretionary modification and revision as indicated by subsequent data and evaluation and estimates.
09:00 a.m. C-13-1 Plan submitted; Late Penalty applied
“Now let’s see what’s going on in the HighRise,” Edward said. “Console, review the Risk Management Report.”
This report is top secret not to be shared with anyone without the right to read it.
The authors reserve the right to change every word of this report to conform with facts.
In responding to the threat: All parties understand that it is imperative to ensure that there is no secondary damage caused by delay in action and to ensure that all actions are coordinated with all other departments in triplicate and all warnings are sent out timely to everyone who might or might not be affected by it, now or in the future.
Extensive investigation initiated immediately has revealed only one thing: The Janitor is the only person with a key to Room 4467.
One Janitor had a key.
Two Receptionists had a list with emergency access codes but they had been instructed by the Head Receptionist to never ever give the list to anyone — anyone at all — under fear of termination, condemnation, and privacy right violations. They are imprisoned for failing to cooperate with an investigation.
Three Interns had the phone number in their introductory paperwork but the Compliance Officer told them that no one would be such an idiot as to give the key to interns, they said.
Four Archivists conquered the algorithm. But they were so wimpy Darth Vader knocked them over trying to hear what they said.
Five Locksmiths could open the door but it would be a violation of their parole.
Six Nurses heard the news and had the key but were too busy to get away.
Seven Programmers had the right source code but couldn’t agree on the order of execution and then they got stoned.
Eight Interpreters heard the evidence and tried to explain everything. But
Darth Vader bundled them into wagons and put them on Ice.
Nine watchmen saw it all on cameras. And laughed and laughed and laughed.
Ten whistleblowers were referred for psychiatric examinations.
Eleven children were ignored.
And twelve members of the Board of Directors held meetings all day before they decided to evacuate the building.
The Janitor was their only suspect.
Nine out of 10 people said they heard: “Only the Janitor has the key.”
Investigation into said Janitor revealed that the said Janitor handles everyone’s trash. He is a very secretive man. He smiles but he never talks. He looks at people funny. There is something about him… They always knew… They never wanted to say anything…
And when they found the Janitor crammed in the crowd trapped on the stairway between the second and third floor, he said, “Hey, did someone say they needed a key?”
They seized him and interrogated him:
Where did he get that key? When did he first learn about Room 4467? How many people were in the plot with him? They knew all about it. He might as well come clean. They knew he’d been to other Corporations…. They knew had angry thoughts sometime.
He explained that he was in Room 2210 doing his usual cleaning when someone said they needed a key at 4467.
Where is the key now? They demanded.
He lost it when they grabbed him.
10:35 a.m. Privacy Alert – Sarah detected
Sarah appears.
“What are you doing here?” Edward asks.
“You owe me,” she says.
He does. He knows it.
She takes his arm and she initiates joint transport.
They are deposited on a beach near the lake on the 31st.
She had dialed in a cold day. The beach is deserted.
They are donned with warm jackets with deep fleece pockets, and wool hats. The sky is a cloudless deep blue.
Four bright white swans are clustered on an island while another pair float back and forth on the lake.
They are sitting on the sand on towels warm from the sun.
“There are six of these,” Sarah says. She waves her right arm loosely towards the lake.
“Six of what?”
“Swans.”
“So what?” Edward drops to his elbows. Then he lifts up his head to look towards the lake.
The sun, weak as it is, feels good against his face.
It’s over, he realizes.
For 13 years, the sole focus of his life had been the Course of Childhood with its never-ending challenges.
And now he’s an adult.
And it looks like he succeeded.
The Prank has gone perfectly so far.
He takes a deep breath and exhales slowly as if emptying his lungs of old air. He lays back his head and closes his eyes. The sun is redness on his eyelids and the wind whispers on his face. Little grains of sand hit his cheek.
He sighs again and takes a deep, slow breath.
“I owe you,” he says to Sarah.
Sarah is leaning on her elbow. She grins down at him. “You did good,” she says.
He opens his eyes and looks at her.
“Thank you,” he says. And he hopes she knows that wasn’t for the praise.
“Hey, you’re my brother,” she says.
“You know you can’t be on my C-team.”
“Hey, I know. I lost that one. Good play — the Bailey.”
Edward smiled.
“Jose’s idea, I’ll bet.”
“No.” Edward felt himself tighten and he sat up. “It was mine.”
A soft wind sweeps by and rusted leaves rattle in the tree.
Then Edward says, “So, why are there six swans?”
Sarah has sat up now. The wind is playing with her skirt. She uses her leg to hold it down while she bends to pick up a shell. She studies it, turning it around and around.
“One for each of us,” she says.
“That’s a myth.”
“It isn’t.” And now she puts the shell down. She looks right at him.
“It’s called Therianthropy. Instead of dying, HEIRS become swans.”
Edward lays back down and puts his hands behind his head. He shakes his head slowly.
“I thought you were past the Fairytales.”
Sarah reaches over and picks up another shell. She rests her hands and the shell in her lap and looks out at the swans on the lake.
“Have you ever been on Floor 24?”
He hadn’t.
Funny. How he’d never thought about Floor 24. It wasn’t like they memorized floors or anything but he’d never noticed the absence of that floor.
Thinking about it, he hadn’t seen its absence on the keyboards on the elevators.
Or the directory.
He could clearly see 23 and 25… But not 24.
Sarah is still looking down at the shell.
She says, “It’s one of the floors that doesn’t get used. No one notices. Everyone always assumes someone else works there. They think someone else has the algorithm.”
“Like the Bailey.”
“Yes, but… the Bailey still has interior monitoring. There’s none of that on Floor 24.”
“Atmospheric monitoring, surely.”
“The Cloud is expressly prohibited. The floor is self-contained.”
“No. How can they do that? I don’t believe it… But, anyway: Let’s say that’s true. How do you know this?”
“A girl never tells.”
“Well, then, so what? Who cares?”
“One of those swans is for you and one of those swans is for me.”
“Where do you get this stuff?”
“I like to look at them sometimes. I wonder which one will be mine. I wonder how it will feel sharing its body with me.”
“Look, it doesn’t make sense. I know they tell you kids that stuff, but think about it… Don’t swans die, too?”
Sarah laughs. “Oh, yes, of course! But, by the time they die, the animus is already transferred to the new HEIR. That’s why we’re all so important. We remember each other. Like I live to save my mother.”
“Metaphorically.”
“Why do you think they start breeding us right away?”
“Whatever.”
“Do you want to mate with Cordelia?”
“I don’t care, really. And, besides, there’ll be lots of other choices by then.”
“Maybe.”
Sarah lays down and covers her eyes with her arms.
“What makes you think any of those choices are yours?” she says.
Edward blinks for a moment.
Then he leans over on his elbow and looks at her. “So you really believe this animus stuff?”
Sarah keeps her eyes covered. “I don’t believe anything,” she says. “But I wonder about everything.”
“Does it make sense to you? That memories are transferred through electrical connections in tissue? Think about how complex that is…”
“You’re right, of course. Memories are so simple,” Sarah says.
“I’m not saying they’re simple…”
Sarah sits up: “There’s no way so many snapshots could be stored and retrieved mechanically. It has to be a link between space and time, like strands we share to weave the world.”
They both lay back down.
“But, Edward, what if it is true? What if we carry all the memories of our ancestors inside us and all we have to do is unlock them?”
“It’d be a huge mass… Globs would have to pass person to person.”
“Not if it was waves and connections and if we’re a part of a strand instead of a plane.”
“Ah, the string theory of consciousness. And, Professor Einstein, tell me please. What is consciousness?”
Now Sarah looked surprised. She shook her head and then tilted her chin. “It’s that link,” she says. “That strand. That wave you’re on. You can go anywhere along that wave.”
Edward closes his eyes. The sun is getting weaker. The shadows are getting longer.
“Well, I yam where I yam,” he says.
A jay hops around the sand. Birds fly above. A leaf tumbles past them.
“Edward…”
“Mmmm.”
Sarah rolls over on her elbows and looks at him.
“Do you ever hear voices in your head?”
Now Edward sits up. Shivering a little and pulling his hands together. He smiles and bops her head as he says, “Are you kidding? All the time. All around my head! You. Mom. The PA…My whole fuckin life is run by voices.”
“Not like really… hearing… Just kind of remembering hearing.”
“Sarah, that doesn’t make sense. You can’t remember what you never experienced.”
“I suppose not.”
She rolls back over on her back and closes her eyes.
“But how do you know?” she asked.
Edward doesn’t know what to say.
Sarah sits up and looks down at him. Now she bops him on the head.
“I think I’m supposed to be HEIR,” she says.
“I know,” Edward says. “But God chose me.”
“God’s not done yet,” Sarah answers.
The wind moved across the lake, and they stopped speaking.
When Edward looked again, Sarah was gone.
10:35 a.m. Privacy reinstated
Back at the treehouse
The numbers kept going up and up and up…
Like a fan, they’d only catch one or two before the board would became fuzzy again — so quickly their points were accruing…
The Prank was a success!
The kids were jumping up and down the Treehouse. Holding hands while circling as fast as they could and then letting go and throwing themselves off the platform.
The most successful Prank in history!
“That’s in history, folks,” says Jose as he dances around with his hands in the air. “Not just in the neighborhood but in 9 generations we are…. Number one, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls!”
Lilly and Edward grinned like the monkeys.
11:00 a.m. Contact from HEIR
“Connect,” says Edward.
He consents to the presence of Lilly and Jose and the HEIR consents to their presence as well.
“Congratulations,” she says. “A masterful prank. We will still be cleaning up your mess when you are made HEIR…”
Edward recognized the business tone and style.
“I have a proposal for you.”
It must be good. No warm up. No lowering expectations. Right to the punch.
It is most beneficial to him, she says, if he earns exactly 5 million points.
Edward understands. And agrees.
But she has taught him the value of silence and it is her duty now to persuade.
Which she does.
She begins with a list of all the awards he could receive. His Prank would be the first prank to reach 2 million, 2.1 million, 2.2 million… All the way to 5 million. Once you’re the highest, as they say — you’re just one step below higher.
Awards are immediately transferable to stock value which is instantly convertible to excellent loan credit.
Not to mention the 100% Jackpot for a prediction with 0 Deviation!
He’d already won the Think Big award. Now he can win the Think Bigger Award…
And then the soft threat.
“If you do not offer my settlement,” she said, “I fear you will regret it.
You will be penalized for your failure to recognize the potential of your own product… You will be considered pessimistic and risk adverse… Nothing is more feared in a leader…”
The fire department had just evacuated the building. Points were accruing at an astronomical rate…
Edward can count on points drowning him…
Or…
They can settle now.
She would agree to exactly Five Million Points.
Are you interested? she asked.
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” the kids shouted, jumping up and down the Treehouse.
Holding hands while circling as fast as they could and then letting go and throwing themselves off the platform.
11:01 a.m. Contract 13-02 settlement offer
11:01 a.m. Contract 13-02 settlement acceptance
11:01 am. Contract 13-02 settlement final
Edward says, “Let’s celebrate!”
11:30 a.m. Lawsuit filed
11:31 a.m. Lawsuit filed
11:32 a.m. Lawsuit filed
Then the numbers began to blur.
Lawsuits were being filed everywhere by everyone.
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Remember what I told you about the lessons learned at the age of 10. This is the same principals: (a) Don’t trust even your mother; (b) Read the fine print; (c) get a legal opinion so you have someone to blame; and (d) consider the implications of every paragraph….
The HEIR – as required for proof of Corporate loyalty – including a provision that the kids would “defend and indemnify.” Meaning handle and pay all the lawsuits originating from their prank. The people hurt in the stairwells, terrified of suffocation or death, businesses disrupted, the streets shut down….
To you, at this stage in your business training, you should be thinking of bankruptcy.
That’s what the kids are facing now.
But they don’t know it yet.
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They stand on the top of the mountain, hold up their arms while they are donned in long underwear, socks, gloves, liners, handwarmers, boot heaters, boots, ear muffs, hats, goggles, helmets, neck warmer, avalanche tracker, water and a candy bar. They walk with their skis to the top of the mountain and look down.
Edward takes a deep slow breath. The icy air feels clean and sharp. It almost hurts his nose to breathe too suddenly. Below him is the village. The fog is low and the yellow orange lights of the cottages sparkle and wave in the icy air.
Edward wonders what it would be like to be a Villager.
It looks so warm. So cozy.
Their lives must be much simpler than his.
All they have to do is to go to work for a few hours and then they’re free to ski or skydive or rappel off waterfalls the rest of the day.
Whereas his life was one of constant challenge and very little rest.
Looking down the mountain, Lilly asks, “What’s next?”
Edward sighs.
What’s next?
This is his life. The burden of success.
He is not ready for this.
Not ready to move on.
He wants to stand here at the peak, just for a moment. To look at what he achieved.
And then he wants to ski down the mountain
Before he wonders, again, where he’s going…
Yet this will be life.
What’s next?
And what’s next?
Numbers changing in monthly reports and yearly reports and daily reports and hourly reports if he wants them. Up down and all around.
And, based on those numbers, people scramble like chickens thrown grain.
No achievement will ever be enough.
Does anyone really believe it ends happily ever after? Isn’t it happy only because it ends?
Does any story stay happy?
Jose slaloms down the mountain – his form winding perfectly through the tall pine trees, sparkling snow like a comet behind him.
Lilly goes to the right with the moguls where she hops and twists like she’s dancing to music.
Edward launches himself forward, slapping his skis against the slope. He bends his knees, tucks his poles behind him, and shoots straight down the mountain on his heels.
The Cloud only helps him a few times when he would otherwise hit a tree.
At the bottom of the slope, Edward stands up, twists to snow-spraying stop.
Edward waits for Jose and Lilly.
It’s important that the Chairman of the Board is always first.
After all, he’s the one who takes responsibility for everything.
03:30 p.m. Cohort 9, #3 Board Meeting
When they returned to the treehouse, the number of lawsuits filed was 4365 and counting.
It was Jose who understood first.
He grabbed a banana and held it to his mouth – the monkeys filling the branches all around him.
“You would think we should be excited?” Jose said to the monkeys. “Five million points. Best, better and better than the best awards. No one has ever done as well as us…
But for one tiny little clause we missed in the contract.
Just three tiny words – defend and indemnify.
Yessirree, we bought the lawsuits. All of them. And the attorneys…
No one bade us caution.
But that’s why we must always always always be very very careful.
The children of Cohort #9 did not read their contract very well, boys and girls.
Everybody knows what happens next, right?
That’s right! Ten minutes after Contract 13-02 was ratified, the Corporation filed its own lawsuit against us claiming over 25 million points in damages.
Twelve thousand nine hundred and five personal injury lawsuits were filed all at once.
We were declared terrorists.
Intentional infliction of emotional distress was claimed worldwide.
Contracts from everything from egg delivery to credit cards were interrupted.
A stockholder’s revolt was at hand.
The biggest disaster in stockholder history.
Jose throws bananas at the monkeys. “Best goddamn Cohort in history!” he yelled as the tears wet his face.
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Pretty sad, isn’t it?
From the top of the world to disaster in one sentence…
Let’s talk about what this means – practically.
At that time, Stockholder Grievances were handled at the Ellis Island Staircase — the first stage in the Evaluation for Remedies, Response, and Rejection Report that would be submitted by the Committee of Review of Grievances. Grievances were heard in the administrative Office of Grief. They have all come to Grief.
Statistics has since proven the obvious about the Office of Grief.
Evaluating risk involves 3 metrics:
First: Fees. The most important variable is attorney’s fees. Ideally: a large number of people sustained very small injuries. This gives the highest settlement for attorneys. Basically, since it would be just a nip of the honey for the victims, it is fair for Pooh to take the whole pot.
Second: Minimum. The second variable is the nuisance value. Every claim is worth something –regardless of the facts. The question is: How can the insurance company avoid spending money? Quick settlements are most successful. Saves in claims, investigation, and attorney’s fees.
Third: Who’s the Judge?
The third value is the finder of fact:
What does the judge believe?
Who does the judge believe?
Who does the judge like?
The predictive success of this algorithm is so powerful that it did better than the judges at predicting the judges’ behavior.
Let’s see this process in action.
We’ll do a fast forward here…
The gong clangs: Court is now in session.
The claimant says: “I had no idea what was happening. I was on my way to the bathroom when a herd of people tossed me in the air…”
The claimant walks down the long gangway and up the Ellis Island stairs to the top of the landing where the claimant stands on a revolving floor — hands above the head.
The claimant’s attorney abandons the pink frilled Cadillac and whiskey glass to rush forward and announce to everyone that this person is a clear and undeniable 30!
Without looking up, the insurance company’s shriveled pickle of an attorney with a thin tie squeezes out of his nose: 0!
Under the running board the Judge and Doctor, playing poker, look up.
Ten, the doctor says.
The judge apprises the claimant, cocks his ears, wiggles his nose, puts his finger on his wiggling nose and says: 12.
Twelve it is, says the court reporter.
Twelve points is handed to the claimant who is now a closed file.
And, there it is!
Another successful settlement.
That’s what could happen.
Let’s see what did happen.
03:59 p.m. Committee of Resolution formed: re duty to defend and indemnify
04:00 p.m. Insurance liability confirmed.
04:00 p.m. Committee of Resolution Judgment: No liability
The Committee of Resolution concluded that the liability insurance which existed at the time of the incident was still liable for the damages – despite the contract.
The HEIR apparent was bailed out. The Committee probably extracted some other favor from the HEIR.
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04:01 p.m. Summoning the HEIR apparent to Boardroom STAT
Catapulted to the top again, Edward, Jose and Lilly are setting off for the wave pool ready to test new snorkels when the console informs Edward that his attendance is required in the boardroom for a meeting.
“We’ll wait here,” Lilly says.
Edward doesn’t like that.
They’ll be playing and having fun while he is in a meeting. He says, “Why don’t you come with me? It just takes a few minutes.”
“We can just wait,” Lilly says.
“I’d like it if you would come with me,” Edward says.
“Okay,” says Lilly, adding in a clearly un-delighted voice: “Delighted.”
“No problem,” says Jose, shooting a look at Lilly.
Edward was glad to see that. Lilly needed to learn the rules.
The Cloud escorted them gently to the boardroom on the 88th . It had opaque interior walls and heavy doors. Edward can’t see who’s in the meeting or who summoned him. He isn’t really sure of the name, position, and contact information of the sender, the purpose of the meeting, the maximum duration of the meeting, or the agenda.
He should have objected.
“I don’t remember this room,” Edward says, his snorkel around his neck, his fins on his feet, his towel hanging from his arm.
“Maybe it’s a janitor’s closet,” Lilly says.
It isn’t.
When the door opens, his mother is at the table in front of him.
Behind her are all the stockholders.
“What do you have to say to these people?” she asks.
Edward has no idea what to say.
“I stand before you to take full responsibility,” he says as protocol requireS.
But then he can’t think of anything else to say.
So he tells the truth:
I understand you’re upset. It had nothing to do with you. It wasn’t about you. I didn’t mean to cause any problems for you.
I was just making points.
That’s what we do, right?
That’s what you pay your HEIR to do and it is what my Cohort will pay me to do.
Whatever we have to do to win.,,
That’s our value, you know. It’s how we prove our value to you.
Given a choice between a loser HEIR and a winner HEIR – you’ll chose the winner, despite the lies and dishonesty.
That’s what you expect me to do.
As to the others — the ones who are legitimately hurt….
We’ve got a wonderful program for that. A comprehensive workers’ compensation program. One of the best in the universe.
4:45 p.m. Stockholder Grievance Hearing commences;
the HEIR and HEIR apparent leave
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THE HEIR
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