You're walking around in a Minnie Mouse costume in 90-degree weather wearing a giant grin plastered on your face. You're waving hi and posing for photos with 2-year-olds who kick you in the shins. Meanwhile, the stock you socked away for the future is down about 40% from its 2000 highs. And what chance do you have to lash out at your boss, face to face, to express your frustration with his performance? None. None, that is, until this anti-Eisner movement comes along.