Just because someone dresses like Archie instead of a suit and giant tie, doesn’t mean they aren’t evil, dahrlings. Take, for instance, Mark Zuckerberg – or should I say Zukerchenko? Huh? The worldwide wunderkind has been defrocked to reveal what?…
I’m feeling very protectionist, these days, Pumpkins. Patriotic, even. And it’s so not like me to wave a flag, dahrlings. In fact, they used to call me Ivanna without Borders. Or was it bloomers? Anyhoo, Trump thinks he can just…
With the Competition Bureau emasculating Softvoyage, that phrase has lost its je ne c’est quoi, Dahrlings. The now somewhat aptly named Softvoyage will see competitive engines revving up for dominance. It’s like rutting season has been unleashed on travel, Pumpkins!! So exciting. [Can I…
Ivanna Gabbalot Columnist Part legend, part myth, all woman: Ivanna Gabbalot is OJ’s gossip columnist and considers herself the industry’s conscience. Equally annoying to Open Jaw management and inflated egos in C-suites everywhere, Ivanna touches topics others fear to tackle.
An absolutely unrepairable disservice has been done to Gucci, dahrlings. The atelier’s image has been dragged through the drug infested world of rapdom like a mink stole through a flea market. Oh, and there’s something about WestJet, natch. Some barely…
Jean Marc, you gorgeous dahrling man, so classy of you to talk retirement when you are still in your prime of vigour and manliness. That brain of yours still fills me with swells of your business acumen. What will become…
Pumpkins, I may be changing my mind about consumers. I hate to admit it, but two have redeemed themselves as soaring high above the sober masses. Case in point. I’m reading about a brave woman who has taken on Princess…
The old estrogen pit at OJ world headquarters is looking more like a dried up prune pit these days. Vats of progesterone cream keep being delivered for the remaining dinkette to slather on in hope of staving off the inevitable.…
For those of us born sans-penis, dahrlings, the lack of a member tends to limit membership. It’s not news down in the estrogen pit that in the upper echelons of business, the rooster rules. But, lo, what is that, Pumpkins?…
WestJet is finally baring it’s teeth, dahrlings, with a predatory ‘swooping in’ on the competition. Their new ULCC heralds the end of Mr Nice Guy. Hello “Swoop”! I can’t imagine how many lateral thinking exercises went into finalizing the name. JetSwoop.…
