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...think I hate the little midget." --From unpublished notes for Disney chairman Michael Eisner's 1998 autobiography, Work in Progress...
Michael Eisner, sitting on the witness stand 43 stories above Century City's Avenue of the Stars, flushed red when he heard the words read aloud. Anger, with a touch of embarrassment, crossed his face. The "midget," Jeffrey Katzenberg--Eisner's one-time protege at Walt Disney Co.--stared icily at his former boss. It was the moment Hollywood had been waiting for since Katzenberg sued Disney three years ago, claiming Mouseco had ripped him off to the tune of some $250 million in bonus money...
Katzenberg's lawyer, Bert Fields, counsel to such stars as Dustin Hoffman and Elle MacPherson, was drilling Eisner about comments made to Tony Schwartz, co-author of his autobiography. "Did you tell Schwartz, 'I think I hate the little midget'?" Eisner's response was testy. "If you pursue this line of questioning, you will put in the public record something that should not...I really didn't mean it." Eisner said he was angry, yes, but "I did not hate Jeffrey Katzenberg. I still do not hate Jeffrey Katzenberg." Fields persisted. "Didn't you say you were not going...
Ashton Robinson talks for a living--in infomercials, at seminars and on tapes that establish him as the biggest mouth in the self-help industry. But one day, while tripping out on weed and expired cough syrup, he is visited by a shape-shifting Brazilian midget who inspires him to found his own religion. The guru turns his California pad into a temple and teaches his followers to wear Gap clothing, bungee-jump and practice Tantric sex in preparation for their own "disappearance"--nirvana in Robinson's religion. The novel is a patchwork of clever ideas that never quite settle...
...this, however, was a mere preamble to what would be the zenith of Moran's career: his plan to fly midgets (his word) on kites over Central Park, bearing an advertisement for a Moran client. Moran managed to hire a crew and repaired to Central Park for lift-off, his kite handlers and the undersize pilots sporting snappy uniforms and caps saying MORAN AERIAL ADVERTISING SERVICE. The day was fine, the winds conducive. But as the crew was in the process of getting the first pilot airborne, the authorities intervened. A cop asked Moran if he had a permit. Moran...