And yes, SR, there will be appeals. And at the end of them, there will be jail. Savour them, the way we did with Ebbers, Kozlowski, and the Enron crew. :biggrin:
To a degree, I will, rob. But I don't really think his malfeasance, such as it is, has put him in quite the league of Ebbers, et. al.
It shows where hubris can lead. I'm sure Jean Chretien is having a laugh and a giggle at the eventual result of their tussle over Black's relentless pursuit of his title and seat in the British House of Lords and the fact that Jean thwarted the enterprise as Prime Minister.
Yup. Jean will be having a hoot. And it's hubris that makes so many delighted about how things are turning for Black.
How smart can this guy be that he would allow himself to be filmed on security video removing cartons (presumably records and files of papers?) from the office premises and loading them into a waiting limousine whilst under an Ontario court order not to do so?
Well, it was a dumb thing to do. But Black
is smart. Did you read any part of the Roosevelt bio? Very well done.
You know, Black has, as you probably know, a wonderful memory. He was once demonstrating his extraordinary command of where all Allied ships were at various times during the Second World War, and for some reason a date became significant in the conversation. A naval veteran wondered where his ship had been that particular date. Black asked him the name of his ship, thought for a moment, and then said, "You must have been at Gibraltar." And he was right.
Phenomenal.
Another time, his father's boss, industrialist E.P. Taylor, had just come back from North Carolina and dropped into the Black mansion.
When talking about his trip, he asked Conrad, who was then 12, "Conrad, where do you think North Carolina ranks among the American states in terms of population?" Conrad looked at him for a second and then said, "Fourteenth."
Taylor was taken aback, of course. "Conrad," he said, "if you can prove that, I have a quarter here for you." (Obviously Taylor hadn't achieved his wealth by squandering money.)
So Conrad went upstairs, found an almanac, and came down and proved he'd been right.
Taylor, bless his flinty lil' heart, handed over the promised quarter.
I once read a rumour that Conrad, as a little boy, used to wash his banknotes and hang them up on a line to dry. That was in his spare time, when he wasn't playing with his extensive Napoleonic toy army formations.
Yes, and in his teen years, his favourite recording was a speech delivered sonorously by FDR at Madison Square Gardens.
No Elvis for Conrad.
Pity, we could all now agree.:tongue: