Prologue
In consideration, we probably should have planned for this, shouldn't we...?
...The platitude's mean nothing. All your whispers of comfort cannot hope to ease my thoughts. We have blundered, gentlemen.
Hush! Keep your voice's low, for I do not wish my ear's sullied with that muttering and hissing you all so desire to express, at a mere pin drop the wrong way.
Hm?
I see...a good point. Regardless, he is dealing with it. Rest assured, our troubles are resolved. However, that does not mean we are to simply let it pass. Why do you think this has happened, my friend's? An irksome error?
No. That would be to acknowledge the problem as a simple glitch in the program. Muttering's of a 'ghost in the machine, or shell' or some other similar derivative will earn you no extra point's in my retrospect, but yes, those metaphorical point's are incorrect regardless of comparative merit.
We blundered, as I said, and now we wish to refute the consequence handed to us. Hardly say's a lot on our mettle, or ability to endure? The problem has barely arisen yet we already seek ways to avo-
I'm sorry, but you'll let me finish my speech before you so carelessly interrupt me.
I'm sorry? Your accusations are hardly made with great consideration, sir. I would advise you to retract-
I would ad-
I WOULD advise...that you give me the good portion of your time that you possess that link's into your time within this establishment. Now as I was saying, before I was interrupted.
No, you will cease your outright lies, and let me finish this speech! It is not long, but you insist on dragging it out. Perhaps you are so endeared by it, you have no wish to see it cease?
Your fuming grimace is more than enough answer. Regardless, I shall highlight the key point here, before any more outcries seek to interrupt me.
We refuse to tackle a problem before it has become a problem, Even when it reaches' critical mass, we probably will try and avoid it, or hide it, or run away. I am disappointed in the conduct of this assembly, and most of all, disappointed in the fact that I know I am right. Not a stupendous boast, however conceited it may sound, though it is not a lie, is it? And I'm sure of certain things. One being that this is true, isn't it?
....I see. The silence speaks volumes. Gentlemen, I take my leave of you. Try to prove me wrong in my absence. I would sincerely like to see that.
But then again...