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          Eddy  Pfizer,  chairman  of  Schmerck  Pharmaceuticals,  abruptly
        cancelled  his  tantrum;  he  had  not  achieved  his  position  without
        listening, on occasion, to good advice and cutting his losses.
          “All  right.”  He  stood,  suddenly  weary  and  stooped.  “You  win.
        Probably.  My assistant will get back to you. Good day, gentlemen.”
          The drug king and his amanuensis departed. Ball looked at Kant,
        who was regarding Cado with a mixture of fear and curiosity.
          That  man,  whose  office  was  well-secured  in  the  White  House
        basement, finally spoke.
          “I  think  we’ve  made  our  point.  When  Marx  said  ‘religion  is  the
        opiate of the masses,’ he could not foresee the way capitalism would
        finally assert itself over the industrial world. This kind of opiate is the
        last thing we want the masses to have, and we must be religious in
        making it unavailable.”









































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