Quote:P2 – “I'm imagining the 'exemption' application accompanied by a brown paper bag loaded with the prerequisite number of 50s”.
No doubt the old brown envelope works in the ‘lower’ hells and at the coal face, a bag of sweeties; or, lunch on the yacht followed by a night with someone’s sister after a sumptuous dinner has worked miracles in the past. But what about the machinations required up at the gods level. Same principal, different bait. Undying allegiance, endless cooperation and a willingness to support any and all of the ridiculous, can make life sublime.
You see, dear boy, when you have industry ‘support’ and can, with impunity, turn away those who dare to complain, then your Miniscule may safely continue to consider hair style and ‘selfies’ as the prime responsibility; after all – Oliver Skidmore Twist is in control, has a ‘select’ tiger team (retch) backing him up, Boyd has been emasculated and the board subverted. Now what could possibly be wrong with this situation? Oh, and the wonderful stream of money just keeps pouring into this Nirvana. Who’d give a flying rats arse about those consigned to the pit or the poor house.
"Qu'ils mangent de la brioche",
i.e. Duck ‘em; let them eat cake.
Toot toot