The success of your product provides you with an opportunity to launch the putrid carcass of digust into your own castle. By sponsoring guerilla art projects to sabotage aspects of society you find disagreeable you are able to offend your own middle class sensibilities.

Gangs of young people sponsored by you via shadowy middle men roam the land blowing up softdrink vending machines.

Wrongfooted, even the Russians are uncertain if your endeavours are art or life.