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“We have to put a stop to the Internet,” Griffith Garamond scolded as he pumped two shells into a shotgun and sighted a clay pigeon as it whipped across the sky. “Plain” BLAM from the gun, “and simple,” BLAM from the gun again, this time successfully hitting his target, smashing it into a puff of dust.
Griffith, son of Grant Garamond, was one of North America’s richest men, but few Americans knew who he was. He made every effort to stay out of the public eye, a relatively easy accomplishment, given that he owned a network of media companies that had strict orders to keep anything to do with him out of the papers or off TV.