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 Exhibit C: Man and Technology
How To Win (An Oscar)
The money's rolling in, revenue is sky high, you've got marinara sauce on your silk Italian tie.
We've got billions in the markets in the East pacific rim, Meet your clients at the strip club,
we have costs we have to trim. The labor market's tighter than a 90-year-old nun, have your
people call my pager to set up a 1-on-1. Emerging debt markets in the former Soviet block,
if the FCC is on to us we'll pay them off with stock. It's time to fire Frank, he knows too
much and he's still learning. Inflate the bottom line with last quarter's earnings. Put
your mistress on the payroll, write it off as an expense. The instructor from your stress
management class makes you tense. Our margin's 10% and we are safely in the black;
manufacturing has slowed, but supply takes up the slack. Cutting million dollar deals
at your daughter's soccer game, the wife's injecting Botox; now she always looks the same.
We've got a satellite office selling religious figurines in a Third World country
where they run our new machines. Because our off-shore banking tipped off the
IRS, we're introducing legislation that will take care of the rest. Thanks
to certain synergies within the business plans, we'll be merging with our
competition over in Japan. We are rising like a fever and we urge you to catch it.
A healthy bottom line and a stock price to match it. A Beamer, a Bentley, a Lexus
and a Benz, a private jet, a pleasure yacht, the fun just never ends. Hedge funds
grow on the Nikkei/Dow, the competition's weak, the time to strike is now.
Your girlfriend's fake breasts are floating in your pool while your wife is with her
lover and the kids are off at school. There are fortunes to be made, little people
to be crushed. It takes time to build an empire, these things can't be rushed.
[ Persian cat, bass, guitar, drum programming, drums, vox ]
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