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The Forgotten Apple CEO
Sabah Arif writes "Michael Spindler was supposed to be the savior of Apple. After four years at Apple, he was an executive vice president and had built Apple Europe to the point where it was providing 25% of Apple's revenues. Just the same, at the end of the day Spindler couldn't handle the stress or control the Apple organization. Low End Mac has an extensive biography of this figure in Apple's History." From the article: "Apple Europe ran out of a cramped 100 ft. office in Brussels and had only a few employees. Spindler had never worked at the startup before, but he liked it a lot. He had freedom to try almost anything he wanted. There were problems with working for such a young company, though. Spindler went without payment for almost six months because Apple didn't know how to move funds from California to Belgium."
YEAH!!!!!
I worked with him.
Why is it that some people are so devoid of a sense of humor? Naturally, I'm referring to Mr. Michael Spindler's latest effusions. Permit me this forum to rant. It is no news that Michael had previously claimed that he had no intention to kill the goose bearing the golden egg. Of course, shortly thereafter, that's exactly what he did. Next, he denied that he would sentence more and more people to poverty, prison, and early death. We all know what happened then. Now, Michael would have us believe he'd never ever prevent me from getting my work done. Will he? Go figure. My view is that Michael recently went through an alcoholism phase in which he tried repeatedly to usher in the beginning of a muzzy-headed new era of exclusionism. In fact, I'm not convinced that this phase of his has entirely passed. My evidence is that Michael doesn't care about freedom, as he can neither eat it nor put it in the bank. It's just a word to him. Here's a specific example of the way in which Michael once used his notoriety, name recognition, and national fund-raising base to inject his lethal poison into our children's minds and souls: He wants to conspire with evil. Is there, or is there not, a deceitful, gin-swilling plot to brandish the word "protobasidiomycetous" (as it is commonly spelled) to hoodwink people into believing that we have too much freedom, organized through the years by arrogant thugs? The answer to this all-important question is that not only has the plot existed, but it is now on the verge of complete fulfilment.
Ten years ago, it was insolent pip-squeaks. Today, it's the worst kinds of ruthless pickpockets there are who use every conceivable form of diplomacy, deception, pressure, coercion, bribery, treason, and terror to etiolate Michael's enemies. In the end, the most telling thing is that Michael has, at times, called me "snarky" or "capricious". Such contemptuous name-calling has passed far beyond the stage of being infantile but harmless. It has the capacity to suck up to malignant, witless nonentities. I have the following to say to the assertion that sin is good for the soul: Baloney! I am a law-and-order kind of person. I hate to see crimes go unpunished. That's why I decidedly hope that Michael serves a long prison term for his illegal attempts to break down the industrial-technological system.
Michael is not just neurotic; he's scurrilous, too. Those of you who thought that he was finally going to leave us alone are in for a big surprise, because he recently announced his plans to brand me as amateurish. Might I suggest that he search for a hobby? It seems Michael has entirely too much time on his hands, given how often he tries to capitalize on our needs and vulnerabilities. He accuses me of being hate-filled, yet it is he who is filled with hate. And he accuses me of being bigoted, while his cajoleries show nothing but bigotry. Why does Michael make those sorts of accusations, then? My answer is, as always, a model of clarity and the soul of wit: I don't know. However, I do know that Michael is firmly convinced that hanging out with foolish fiends is a wonderful, culturally enriching experience. His belief is controverted, however, by the weight of the evidence indicating that Michael should not let advanced weaponry fall into the hands of hidebound, drugged-out stirrers. Not now, not ever. I have now said everything there is to say. So, to summarize it all, a necessary first step towards recovery is to look at Mr. Michael Spindler with new eyes, unclouded by a lifetime of false information and deception propagated by sniffish lamebrains.
Dear sixteeninchdrilldo,
:)
You seem to have a lot of drive and enthusiasm, which is obviously not finding a productive outlet, have you thought about getting some part-time work in IT? Perhaps try doing some volunteer work!
Maybe you've not yet graduated and are going through that 'difficult' stage. Girls don't seem to like you, the sporty kids bully you. We've all been there, it'll pass. The simple fact that is girls mature faster than boys.
In a few years, you'll look back on these days and laugh!
Anyway, take care.
AC.