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In a flash, Ranford made up his mind: he would decline to comment. He'd have to say something, of course, since the press conference was drawing to an end...

Or, on second thought, would he? Where was it set in stone that he was obliged to say a damn thing? Why should he feel beholden to a bunch of two-bit reporters? What had they done for him besides give him a lot of free publicity directly resulting in his success and wealth?

No, let someone else appease the PR gods for a change. They'd gotten their pound of flesh from him already--and then some. Naturally, somebody--Flanagan, no doubt--would ask Ranford why he'd arranged the conference in the first place. Well that little parasite could keep wondering till the cows came home for all Ranford cared. What did Flanagans of the world know of Ranford's true self? Or his lack of pain and sacrifice?

Date Written: June 21, 2003
Author: Jon Matza
Average Vote: 4.75

06/21/2003 Will Disney (4): hmmm - at first i thought this one would be a sort of snow-esque satire of corporate names. however, it developed into a very good and subtle short in the matza tradition. i was going to give this one a very low rating because matza is one rung above me in the author's ratings lists, but i felt compelled to give it 4 stars b/c i'm just kind of a person occassionally.
06/21/2003 qualcomm (5): damn good one.
05/5/2004 Ewan Snow (5): Check plus!
09/15/2004 TheBuyer (5): oddly underrated [on].