Gentlemen, I come to you today with my hand on my heart, a patriot of humanity and a brother to many.
For too long we have laboured to build what we have today. From every rivet to every beam, from slabs of concrete to the basis of democracy. We have forged civilization from the blood, sweat and tears of our labours. We have purchased freedom and peace by churning ourselves through the meat grinder of sacrifice.
For all our work, who sits on the throne? Not I, certainly not you. Whores, gentlemen. Whores. Women of no pride or accomplishment sit on our backs, the backs of giants, and propagate no genius or innovation in return for ample reward. They are the growing parasite that feeds on the dregs of society, men with no purpose, men who lack conviction.
We do what we can for those men, those broken children of God. We open our hearts and our homes, but a problem cannot be fixed by applying effort to half of it. We must remove the whores. We must cut away the societal tapeworm that is the modern twitch whore so that streams about intricate woodworking and electronics repair flourish. Maybe speedrunning that can be pretty cool too.
It is the goal of men to plant trees for which they will never know it’s shade. Today, we take a step however small into a future where our children may know that shade intimately.
I thank you for your service and your time.
