For Mae, it was easy to titillate and manipulate the deprived, balding, Poindexter-archetype that she encountered over the course of Treasury Department business. Bankers, diplomats, establishment apparatchiks…they were all shallow careerists who believed in nothing other than accumulating personal prestige. Their ego was their drug and the political realm truly was a Hollywood for egomaniacal ugly people. And with a flirtatious wink or a juicy pout she could fondle their egos and set them onto the proper path.
Excerpts...“You are never who you were the instant before.”
Excerpts...“We’re dealing with the real world, here. Call it whatever you like. We have to destroy capitalism in order to save capitalism!”
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