Showing posts with label Fortune 500. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fortune 500. Show all posts

Thursday, 7 October 2010

They need toilets too…

 

What’s wrong with the 666-guy? the 66-year-old and 6th fortune in the world seems to have gone a bit nuts.

We mean… what has the whole world done to this guy, that needs to declare war to anything that moves?

He started the war when hiring his tennis-buddy… and he is basically trying to justify it by blaming the rest of the world so far, and probably part of the Universe tomorrow.

http://www.bloomberg.com/news/2010-10-07/ellison-s-rants-expose-oracle-anxiety-as-ibm-hp-add-software.html?cmpid=yhoo

 

Or maybe an unstable balance between testosterone and dopamine…

http://www.forbes.com/2010/10/07/brain-science-neurobiology-leadership-managing-hormones.html?partner=yahootix

We are not in a position to discuss biology not psychiatry… but maybe suggest a more direct and simple approach (could be Occam approves this).

A bit of megalomania here and there?

History has quite a number of examples of people that, having reached the point of an astounding success and power, they fall under the spell of confusion, and start to get unable to differentiate themselves from living gods, with the responsibility of differentiating good from evil: Napoleon, Stalin, Hitler…

It’s amazing how selective their minds can be to forget that, regardless how much they like it, they are (and will continue being) mere human beings. Probably their super-high standards of living, they environment where their daily lives develop expose them too much to temptations… But we believe that every time they have to pay the toll of visiting a toilet (an unavoidable task that probably happens several times a day, and in the case of a 66 year old veteran many more times likely), they could consider that precisely those very moments, they are not at all different from six billion other human beings who probably do not need to boast around about how great they are.

Wednesday, 6 October 2010

Joe?

 

Say it ain't so, Joe

Head Murray

Say it ain't so, Joe please, say it ain't so
That's not what I wanna hear Joe
Ain't I got a right to know
Say it ain't so, Joe please, say it ain't so
I'm sure they telling us lies Joe,
Please tell us it ain't so.

They told us our hero has played his trump card
He doesn't know how to go on.
We're clinging to his charm and determined smile,
But the good old days have gone.

The image and the empire may be failing apart
The money has gotten scarce
One man's word held the country together,
But the truth is getting fierce

Say it ain't so, Joe please, say it ain't so
We pinned our hope on you Joe
And they're ruining our show

could be Joe’s his middle name?

Sunday, 3 October 2010

The show’s indeed begun

Tough times in the most promising brawl of the last years. Hard times in both sides, though certainly in one of the camps these times show a bit hurder…

The guy should be careful about his blood pressure; otherwise, he won’t need a Sectumsempra jinx to have his veins burst.

Well, to his defence it might be conceded that his opponent has not really proven yet having what it takes to wage this collusion. More a Chamberlain than a Churchill, more a Munich than a Danzig, the withdrawal of the suit filed against the hard defection was an unconditional surrender, to quote Sir Winston.

So… who would have needed to visit an oracle to have guessed that sooner than later this would come up?

Quite heavy, though, the artillery fire that has been launched… a good promise of more to come. Still, an unnecessary boasting that, unless proven with numbers and facts in the mid and long turn, just means admitting weakness.

Now, having said this, the most important subtle and hidden message here is in the other camp’s silence.

If these guys read Financial Times (http://www.ft.com/cms/s/2/47e1f058-cf19-11df-9be2-00144feab49a.html?referrer_id=yahoofinance&ft_ref=yahoo1&segid=03058), as I write this they must be enjoying the momentum, from discreet but unmistakable smiles to open laughter…

But while they congratulate themselves, they should still be very careful judging the cost of the laughter… a $30M worth laughter could be very expensive if the potions from the pharmacist don’t work.

The luckiest of men these days, the great winner so far, is on the spot, and should not forget he probably still loves Paris in the Springtime…

By the way, when you have issues (especially when being 66) with your blood pressure, you should not disregard getting some prescription from the pharmacist, should you? it should not be an issue for a Top 6 Fortune 500 guy…

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