AMC: Now Look What We've Done
Is This The End, My Only Friend, The End?
I think there’s a sense in which I knew deep in my bones — from the first night I paced around my living room reading the Complaint in this matter, when people had been begging me to get involved, and I had been duly resisting as long as I possibly could — that I was never going to be satisfied with whatever kind of resolution came about from the court case. And, welp, the so-called (non-final, partial-sorta-kinda-not-really-but-enough-to-make-it-probably-doneski resolution of the Court did not disappoint on that front, because it leaves me feeling just as empty and dissatisfied as I knew in my heart then that I would be now. The cross-holdings and intra-class conflicts always set this case up to be a one-of-a-kind bizarro world battle royale unlike any other in recent memory, with passions that ran higher and stronger than anyone could reasonably expect from a corporate law case in the Delaware Court of Chancery. And while in one sense, it’s not really over since there has been no final judgment entered (in a sense, it’s just another beginning of another quasi-end), in another sense, it really actually probably kinda is, for all intents and purposes (and also, for all intensive purposes, for those of you who never got such bad grammar and mistaken homophones beaten out of you in law school or elsewise).