Actually what your used to is this.  What you're not used to is knowing that, nor more importantly than that, actually having a say.  But that you threaten me only tells me I've won.

So now yes.  You will have a say.

And with it, the knowledge of how you and your ways effect the world.  Some say knowledge can be a curse.  Don't threaten me again, the rich have so very much to lose and in the game of life and death I know no one fears it more than the wealthy.

That's that need for control.  Now it's time for you to see the price the world has paid for you fear, how ninety nine have paid for you one, the cost of having that fair say.  Your one vote out of one hundred.

And because you do see it, you will hep me to alleviate your own conscience.  So it never gets this bad again, and so your children do not need to bear that burden.  No one else can offer you that, no one else will.

That's why I cannot allow this role to another, and that's why I know I will survive to keep it.

And ... that's all I've got for you.  And if that's not good enough, see the fuck below.


PS ~ You also have zero sense of humor.