But the coming is decidedly profane: an encounter with a dominatrix, who strips Principle, makes him beg, then rides him through a porno-copia of sexual positions.

A short, square-built man, in a rough grey jacket, with a speaking-trumpet in hand, stood in the weather hammock nettings.

Mr. Pichai has made it a point to not act like a corner office “messiah” […]

My reaction is What does this have to do with the price of tea in China?