So let me see if I understand

We hired an outside headhunter, spent hundreds of thousands of dollars on a search, and ended up with two of the three candidates who cut their teeth right here, in Ms. Forgery's toxic environment?  Is this a reward for, what, not exploding?  Not shivving her when they had the chance?
Some community members will participate in the final interview process, others will drink poison
You've heard this slogan before, and before that, and before that:  Estes, the more things never change, the more they stay the same.  Why do we even bother?  Now I understand the allure of the Loop.  It's a hamster wheel, a nostalgic attempt to recapture (or reincarnate) Estes past.  Are we that tunnel-visioned?  Do we not understand there's a great big world out there, full of new ideas and fresh faces and iconoclastic approaches to using the computernet?  Naah, let's just bring back Eliza Doolittle and sell any remaining town property to F.O., sorry, John Cullen. 

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