The Don's family says they'll give me two hundred thousand dollars for it, just like that. The Yakuza were a little more generous: they offered me a mansion in Mexico and enough money to forget those whole thing for the rest of my life. The Dutch government offered a seat in Senate for it, and the US Post Office just told me they'd kill me if I didn't turn it over. Disney offered to make me a movie star, and the Tibetan monks threatened to leak videotapes of a dangerous indiscretion from my past. The free-software hackers are offerring me their elixir of eternal youth.