This morning, as I slipped my Bentley into reverse, pulled out of the driveway of my modest 14,000 square-foot Cherry Hills home and waved to my neighbor Phil Anschutz, I had only one thought: “Thank goodness the Pentagon spent an eight-figure budget with my PR firm last year. I don’t know how those agencies who don’t get a piece of that action stay open.”
‘Information Superiority’ Doesn’t Come Cheap
