from kurt eichenwald's 'conspiracy of fools'
On December 20, Collins was ready to throw in the towel. He was weeks from quitting in frustration, but before he did, he wanted somebody to hear the truth. He banged out an e-mail to one of his supervisors. Enron's ballyhooed effort to develop a software-driven network was fizzling, he wrote, with no market share, no purchasers, and no users. Enron talked a good game but wasn't playing one.
"I don't care what lipstick and rouge you paint that bitch up with," he typed. "She's still just dead meat lying on the sofa."
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