Hym "Managed? It'
s just not as good. It doesn't sound as good. Andy gets it. It'll be distributed throughout the land, will it? And then what? Your attempt at intimidation doesn't disguise your cowardice. Doesn't detract from the fact that you were crying like a bitch a second ago. You're not blubbering on stage about 'it not being your death anxiety' because of your
cancer-wife. What comes after? We all live the collective falsehood until you
die and your sophistry dies with you? Or, maybe, they prop up your corpse for instrumental use? The eternal charlatan! 'We abandoned men but it's ok because we'll just make new ones the we super-duper won't abandon this time!' And then it
will be more of the same. The only hope you have to offer is the false kind. Hope is actually the reason I'm in the situation I'm in. The
people around me have no hope of a better life so to see a better life stolen from me fills them with twisted
glee. And what you need is for you and your
kids to go straight to
hell and roast there. A better present is synonymous with a better future. You you're doing now it the religious conditioning you spoke of. Defer gratification to the grave. 'Maybe my
kids will reach the promised land!' But they won't. People like you
will steal it from them just as you're trying to steal it from me."
