Dear Material Girl: Well apparently it's time to review my annual love letter to you. I call this a love letter but you may interpret this as criticism. Truly, I write out of concern for you and your judgment. While I believe your recent appearance in Interview Magazine should best be called full frontal view, that would be stating the obvious.
No Protection From NFL's and Secret Service's Self-Inflicted Body Blows
Job security – that’s what I’m all about as I run my firm, which specializes in crisis and reputation management. I am frequently called to assist in or, like everyone else, just watch in horror as yet another poorly managed issue that while awful at its core is mangled further by how it has been handled.