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Sin Sangre En Mi Cuerpo

sin sangre en mi cuerpo

Sunday Evening In Your Street

20091216_Sunday Evening In Your Street

Try Try Try

20091215_Try Try Try

Take Me With You When You Go

Take Me With You When You Go

Farquhar’s Dream

Farquhar's Dream

This Is Step One

This Is Step One

All Transistor


A Ruined Empire

All great satire echoes truth. By that measure, Fake Steve Jobs’ Not-So-Brief Chat With AT&T CEO Randall Stephenson could be the best satire of this decade.

And now here we are. Right here in your own backyard, an American company creates a brilliant phone, and that company hands it to you, and gives you an exclusive deal to carry it — and all you guys can do is complain about how much people want to use it. You, Randall Stephenson, and your lazy stupid company — you are the problem. You are what’s wrong with this country.

I stopped, then. There was nothing on the line. Silence. I said, Randall? He goes, Yeah, I’m here. I said, Does any of that make sense? He says, Yeah, but we’re still not going to do it. See, when you run the numbers what you find is that we’re actually better off running a shitty network than making the investment to build a good one. It’s just numbers, Steve. You can’t charge enough to get a return on the investment.

Now there was silence again. This time I was the one not talking. There was this weird lump in my throat, this tightness in my chest. I had this vision of the future — a ruined empire, run by number crunchers, squalid and stupid and puffed up with phony patriotism, settling for a long slow decline.

“Okay,” I said. “Nice talking to you.” Then I hung up.

Good Things


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