The outcome, a certainty. The process, mere formality.
A formality that is now tearing this BBS apart at its seams.
Please. For the love of God, sluts, and all that is mayhem, let us finally close the book on our long dark international nightmare.
It is time to pull the plug on this biatch.
I want to congratulate my opponents on a well fought race. I have nothing but the highest regard, the greatest respect, for all of them. I wish them well in their future endeavors.
But dragging this out does nothing but cause us peril. A dubious and spreading stain on the cohesive, warm and loving fabric of our community.
So I say to you all tonight... To those who would tarnish the great democratic tradition that we cherish, and to those of you who would trample on the very unity that, uhm, unites us... we implore you.
Hold tightly to the last vestige of whatever dignity that might still possibly reside within you. Look deep down into your souls and muster the courage to face the stark reality that is staring right back up at you.
My friends, it is over. It is time for new leadership. End this. For everyone's sake. Let us begin the hard work of working hard.
It is time to heal.
Thank you very much.
