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traps into which they fell. We have managed to reconstruct the scenario as far as was possible, but we endeavored to retain all of the original conversation in addition to our own narration. I don’t think that there is anything further that you need to know about the recording, except perhaps that it appears to be incomplete. I would ask that you remain as silent as possible, because the tape is of very low quality and the accent is very difficult to understand. If you are having trouble, I suggest that you follow along in the transcripts with which we have provided you.” The Director signaled for the tape to begin, and left the stage. Dr. Zeis loaded the cassette into the machine and tested it. It wouldn’t do to have it chew up the tape again, especially not for so

important a patient: the sort of patient who could make his career . . . or break it. He knew he couldn’t afford to squander his good fortune. As his mind wandered over the seemingly endless ramifications of success, the static crackle of the intercom interrupted his reveries. It was his secretary warning him that Mr. Reussi was on his way in. The doctor rewound the tape and offered up a quick prayer that it would work. The door swung open and one of the world’s richest, most powerful men strode in. Mr. Oswald Achilles Reussi had made his fortune by taking over companies and turning them around. He was able to start at such a high level because of the substantial inheritance he had received from his father. He was rich enough to ensure that he received only the best sort of

publicity, and that was why he had been so irate when the media learned that he was in therapy and had printed the story with a glee that only those who made their living from sordid details were capable of acquiring. Dr. Zeis had regretted his indiscretion, but that sort of publicity was simply too tempting to resist. He had only been able to calm the fuming man by convincing him that it was essential that he not be afraid of the stigma of therapy in order for it to work for him. An old dodge, but it had performed its function and placated the incensed patient. Oswald crossed the room with a gruff greeting (Dr. Zeis had learned early that this was not a man to waste time). He took his customary position, sprawled on the couch. Dr. Zeis did not place any value in Freud’s

theories regarding the merits of the couch, but he didn’t have the heart, or the nerve, to object. “Well Mr. Reussi,” he began, glancing down at the few notes he had been able to salvage from the previous session’s mangled tape, “last week, we established with a fair degree of certainty, that you are suffering from an unresolved Oedipus complex. This, in turn, has contributed to your success, by engendering in you a sense of competition with your father. The matter was not helped by the fact that you frequently suffered comparison with him in your youth. “This week I hope to confirm the conclusions we drew through a brief examination of your present life. This examination will, hopefully, yield manifestations of this dysfunction, and then we may direct our efforts to

its resolution. So, perhaps you could tell me about what is troubling you most at present.” Oswald shifted uncomfortably and seemed to be searching for a topic. He eventually settled, and began. “You’ve probably heard about my attempted takeover of Trojan Inc., the rubber company. I was not in it for the money, I suppose that all I really wanted was to complete a deal of historic proportions. At any rate, I had submitted a bid, and, because of the amount of money involved, didn’t expect to encounter any serious competition. The board of directors was not very happy with the offer, but I knew the shareholders would not allow such an opportunity to pass them by. Just when I was hammering out the final details and preparing to submit the offer to the Securities Commission

for final approval, a former friend of mine, Alexander Atreides, came in and pulled a white knight, right under my nose.” “I’m sorry,” the doctor interrupted, “but I’m afraid you’ll have to explain technical terms to me; I’m not well versed in the language of business. I don’t understand what you mean by a `white knight’.” ” Oh, that’s fairly straightforward. A white knight refers to a strategy that companies use to prevent being taken over by a hostile party. They find someone who they would like to take over the company, and then they convince him to undertake the attempt by promising him the endorsement of the board of directors. Although in this case, Alexander offered his services to the directors, convincing them with guarantees of job security. So