Computer security -- Fiction; Didactic fiction; Privacy, Right of -- Fiction; Records -- Access control -- Fiction
"Mr. Troubleaux, a native Frenchman, came to the United States
at age 12 to attend Julliard School of Music on scholarship.
Since founding dGraph, Inc. with the late Max Jones, dGraph and
Mr. Troubleaux have received constant accolades from the business
community, the software industry and Wall Street." It sounded
more to Scott that she was reading past achievements before she
handed out a Grammy.
"Entrepreneur of the Year, 1984, 1985, 1986, 1988, Cupertino
Chamber of Commerce. Entrepreneur Year of the Year, California
State Trade Association, 1987. Technical Achievement of the
Year, IEEE, 1988 . . ."
Senator Deere read on about Pierre the Magnificent and the house
that dGraph built. If this was an election for sainthood, Pierre
would be a shoo-in. But considering the beating that Rickfield
had inflicted on a couple of earlier speakers, it looked like
Nancy was trying to bolster Pierre for the upcoming onslaught.
". . .and he has just been appointed to the President's Council
on Competitive Excellence." She closed her folder. "With that
number of awards and credentials, I dare say I expect to be
inundated with insights. Thank you Mr. Chairman."
"And, we thank you," Rickfield barbed, "for that introduction.
Now, if there are no further interruptions," he glared at Nancy,
"Mr. Trew-Blow, would you care to read your prepared statement.
"No, Senator," Pierre came back. A hush descended over the
entire room. He paused long enough to increase the tension in
the room to the breaking point. "I never use prepared notes. I
prefer to speak casually and honestly. Do you mind?" Pierre
exaggerated his French accent for effect. After years of public
appearances, he knew how to work and win a crowd. The cameras
again flashed as Pierre had just won the first round of verbal
gymnastics.
"It is a bit unusual, not to have an advanced copy of your state-
ments, and then . . ." Rickfield stopped himself in mid sentence.
"Never mind, I'm sorry. Please, Mr. Trew-Blow, proceed."
"Thank you, Mr. Chairman." Pierre scanned the room to see how
much of it he commanded. How many people were actually listening
to what he was going to say, or were they there for the experi-
ence and another line item on a resume? This was his milieu. A
live audience, and a TV audience as an extra added bonus. But he
had planned it that way.
He never told anyone that he was the one who called the TV sta-
tions to tell them that there would be a significant news devel-
opment at the Rickfield hearings. If he concentrated, Pierre
could speak like a native American with a Midwest twang. He gave
CNN, NBC, CBS and ABC down home pitches on some of the dirt that
might come out. Only CNN showed up. They sent a junior producer.
So what, everyone has to start somewhere. And this might be his
big break.
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