A few years ago I watched a Dragon's Den episode where a group of grade school children from Nova Scotia had created (I think) a salad dressing using ingredients they'd grown themselves and were actually turning a profit.  It was so touching that Arlene Dickinson was close to tears when she said she would not invest, but rather she would give these kids the money to pursue their dream.  All the other Dragons seemed to be equally moved as well and got out their cheque books.  Except for Mr O'Leary.  He sat there with a look on his face that reminded me of the description of Ebenezer Scrooge--where a golden idol had replaced his heart.   At that point I wondered what had happened to the man to make him such a hard and cruel person for someone with so much wealth.  I'd sure like to see what, if any, charities he might consider worthy.