Higashiyama

"I am Higashiyama, and I am here to ask you a question. Is a man not entitled to the sweat of his brow?

'No,' says the man in the Caldari State, 'it belongs to the corporation.'
'No,' says the man in Amarr, 'it belongs to God.'
'No,' says the man in the Gallente Federation, 'it belongs to everyone.'

I rejected those answers. Instead, I chose something different. I chose the impossible. I chose...

Vandenberg-Eitaino Corp.

A corporation where the artist would not fear the censor,
where the scientist would not be bound by petty morality,
where the great would not be constrained by the small.

And with the sweat of your brow, Vandenberg-Eitaino can become your corporation, as well."