I refuse to make a prediction, so I'll tell you a story.
A man & his ego walk together hand-in-hand, until
he's humbled by what he had feared the most.
He's now bleeding on a gurney with a bullet in his
stomach while police officers beat on his wrists.
He's tied down to a hospital bed. He begs the officers
to stop the abuse. They refuse & keep hitting him
& and the doctor rushes into the room. "Stop them!"
the man on the gurney yells to the doctor. The doctor
responds by telling him to shut up. The officers keep
beating him, spitting on him. The man on gurney begins
spitting back at the officers; lungsful of blood
directly into their faces. The officers run out of the room.
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