March 4th, 2004
|01:31 pm - And a page from Kilborn's playbook|
"Okay, everybody now: Neidermeyer!"
"Michael Eisner? ... Outta here."
My grim grinning ghost is grinning quite grimly now. Oh sure, he still gets three letters next to his name, but he DOESN'T HAVE THE CHAIR.
Nice one, Mikey. Maybe you and Ovitz can kiss, make up, and form your own media conglomerate in your backyard treehouse next.
Although the new chair of the board is one of Eisner's little golf pals.
Sorry. It's just that I'm really, really amused by this entire thing. He's SO fucking doomed. DOOMED.
This is certainly one of those times you wish people in real life made wrestling promos. I'd mark out like crazy for Eisner to go "Brother Love" on the shareholders.
"I'm staying to work as the head of this company...BECAUSE I LOOOOOOVE ALLLLLL YOOOOOOOOUUU PEOPLE."
AAAHHH LUUUUUUV YEEEEEWWWWWWWW
Maybe Eisner could come back as the Big Boss Man
|Date:||March 5th, 2004 09:40 am (UTC)|| |
He's Chief Executive Oscelot for now, but probably not much longer. I don't think his golf buddy is going to be able to help him out.