I was just done reading The Great Gatsby by... Scot Fitzgerald or something like that. I'm too lazy to get the name right but it should be close. My advice, Don't read it. It reads like the script from days of our lives. Shallow intrigue, materialistic women, rich men and the excesses of the wealthy. Unfortunately, that was the intention of the book. To capture the soulless deceitful lives of the rich in his time. The author was aparrently one himself. Rich, socialite accompanied with the requisite glamourous fabulous wife.

There we go... my book review for the week. Back to Art 82 and abuse of dominant position. United Brands etc...