The Temptation of St. Witty
- And so
St. Witty was taken unto a high place, yea unto the very top of the glass
and steel tower known as GSK Headquarters.
- There
didst the Dark Lords of GSK lay before him all manner of obscene benefits
packages, lewd share options, and yea even licentious pension
enhancements.
- And
sorely tempted was St. Witty, yet he did resist such blandishments.
- For he
didst remember how his predecessor, St. Garnier The Unrepentant, was
scorned for his wickedness and greed, and was rejected by his
stockholders, and yea even was sorely tried by the Media.
- And
long after did St. Garnier contemplate his foolishness in demanding a
US-style remuneration package, and in rejecting the teachings of Mother
Theresa.
- By
this folly did St. Witty recall the lessons of his forefathers, and did
thence reject all that was base and vile. Instead did he choose the path
of righteousness, remembering indeed the misery of those cast into poverty
by the Dark Lords of GSK, and the terrible financial climate of the times.
- But
then the skies darkened, and lo did the Shadow of Kindler, the Darkest
Lord of all Pharmaceutical CEOs, fall upon St. Witty.
- And
wrath was Kindler, and St. Witty didst waver before his visage. For
Kindler didst sorely tempt St. Witty with tales of his own 12.5% pay rise,
and of his luxury company jet, and yea even of share options and pension
terms beyond the dreams of avarice.
- Yet
still didst St. Witty resist, for he feared the wrath of the Media, and
the bitter scorn of the Shareholders.
- ”For
it is not wrong that I should be richly rewarded when so many have
suffered as a result my deeds?” did St. Witty rightly proclaim. “And will
not the Media rise in righteous indignation, and compare my greed even
undo that of Banking Executives, as indeed happened to you, O Evil One?”
- But
Kindler didst just laugh. Then did St. Witty recall that he had long since
appointed Brother James of Murdoch, Son of the Mighty Rupert, as one of
his Dark Lords on the GSK Board of Directors.
- And
very powerful was the House of Murdoch, for it didst control what tales
the Media did tell unto the people, what truths are revealed and what dark
secrets are to be buried for evermore, in accordance with the wishes of
the Mighty Rupert.
- Thus
did it dawn on St. Witty that he no longer need fear the wrath of the
Media. And thence did He say unto his Board of Directors, “a 76% pay rise
will do very nicely, thank you.”
- And so
it came to pass that St. Witty didst indeed receive his thumping great 76%
pay rise, and all manner of incentives and inducements beyond the dreams
of avarice.
- And on
such greed were silent were the newspapers, and the Internet, and the
Blogs, and yea even Twitter. For as St. Witty knew, the reach of his
friend Brother James and his Mighty Father was indeed long.
- So
thus did St, Witty descend from his High Place, and lo didst place his
snout firmly in the trough.
- And
thanks to his friend Brother James, St. Witty came to be held in even
greater esteem…
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