Before you think this is a sponsored post, advertorial, or integrated promotion just stop thinking that and let me put on some Archie Whitewater as I slide this post inside you. Even if it was one of those things, which its not, what would it matter? You read me because I use a lot of hyphens and talk about black entertainers. Plus, who even knows or cares if they are being advertised to anymore? Today the NFL clamped down on a Diageo campaign for Captain Morgans no one even knew existed. Players were striking the Captain’s pose in the end zone? That thing from the commercials where people enjoy untucking their shirts and playing pool? What a pointless idea. Well, except that I just took the viral bait by talking about it. DAMMIT. WHATEVER. You win this round, advertising. Speaking of advertising, has any other company tried harder to get you to have sex with strangers than Virgin Airlines? Oh, every spirits, fashion, and Carl’s Jr. ad you’ve ever seen? DAMN. Second point to advertising. Anyway they’ve done something new and sparkly that I think is pretty shit cool.

The founder and president of the Virgin Group -- with ownership of some 200 companies in over 30 countries and interests in travel, tourism, and resorts on a few continents -- tells BlackBook about his humble beginnings, having luck on his side, hoping that airline hero Sully may join the team, and his obsession with sticky puddings.