Americans love a winner. As a general rule, however, they are considerably less enamored with a 250-pound mass of lifeless flesh.
Described by his own brother as "a little bit right of Attila the Hun," this third-generation brewing tycoon barred trade unions, fixed prices, and gave this country the affliction known as James Watt. Also, the beer sucks.
(d) March 15th, 2003