While the sybaritic top brass toss meat to their dogs, or query the freshness of their croissants, ordinary soldiers wolf down the rations in the trenches they storm.
I headed to Chicago, the Windy City, to sit down with Apple's top brass about reports of iPhone X shortages, new technology, Tim Cook successor, and of course, President Trump.
Non-taste slips into the breezy vernacular of the alumni magazine's class notes—a world where people in authority are the top brass or the powers that be.