Part of the ongoing tension between Rupert Murdoch and his number two at News Corp., Peter Chernin, is that if there were evident signs of Murdoch’s failing heath, Chernin would instantly be maneuvering with the board to stage a palace coup (which is why Murdoch so avidly guzzles his health drinks).
Steve Jobs, even more a Sun God–magical, temperamental, weird, frightening–than Murdoch, has nobody in his company, or world, to advise him, or challenge him, or balance him.
Reality doesn’t touch him. It is obviously not just a problem of physical heath, but of mental health, too. An obviously sick man, probably a mortally sick man, has been insisting on his own immortality–that’s nuts. The fact that most people have been willing to take him at his word has been as nutty.
Lesson No. 1: People in public life tell egregious, fabulous, absolutely obvious lies. A particularly Bush-era lesson.
Lesson No. 2: Sheep-like people everywhere don’t call them on it.
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