In the United States, private ownership of handguns ought to be banned.

Dearest Danielle,Our time together is running out -- when the timer on this debate ends, we no longer have power over what will happen next, only the people voting do. While the Gods we subscribe to in the current day are bad, we simply don't know what Gods will come next to rule over us -- will they be like the old ones, and require paying tithes in their name, or will they be the same as todays' with an erasure of our dreams and our memories (we can already see their erasing of memories by you forgetting the day I proposed to you on the beach).The affirmative is an act of willful resistance against any change to the system of debate -- I show you that we have lost a lot of things from the death of the original Gods and the subscription to the new Gods, as a cautionary tale against trying to make any new ones. I describe the situation extremely clearly in the affirmative speech by talking to you about how I had regained my security at the loss of what had made me fundamentally human -- and that is the love that we had shared together before the days of the new God. First, we lost security with the ultimate Gods that had ruled over us for millenia; we had no power over our own lives, and often times people that spoke against the Gods were smitten with lightning. However, we gained (or did we?) our security back, but at the price of our common humanity and our love for each other -- we lost our remembrance and our hope, because all that we do is subscribe to a belief that the Debate that we are having somehow has meaning.Danielle, you may not believe me when I say this, but the negative speech is the ultimate act of servitude to the new Gods - your appeal to the resolution as the ultimate decider of what we are ignores the fact that we are only human insofar as we are loving. Your appeal to the out-of-round implications of this Debate make this Debate worthless - there is nothing beyond the room that we are communicating within that is changed. We can only get rid of guns within this room, and the reason that we ought to do so is to prevent the death of the new Gods, to preserve at the very least our biological life. I will not respond to the individual studies; they may be true, I don't know, I don't want to give credence to any type of God, even if it is the one that I am saving. I don't have any faith that the negative intrinsically matters, whereas I am only believing that I am trying to save us both.Danielle, remember that I am trying to save you. If you keep your guns inside this room, then when the Gods do something you don't like (seeing the carnations, their movements) you will shoot them, just as we had done so together before. We must remove the guns to save the Gods, because whether they are presently good or bad doesn't matter, the future holds no assurances of being good.This is a love story that starts with me holding your hand on the beach, saying I love you, and you forgetting it the next day. I remember us going to the diner together, you ordering just a small shake, and me mozarella sticks -- that pretty much sums up what life was like before we killed the Gods and they new ones made you forget. Do you remember the night that we had become engaged, and the springs on the bed that had been broken from so much use? I do, but only because you were there -- it was special, Danielle.*** Disorganization, forging nations of papers predestinating superhero capersLight sabers my neighbors consist ofMint cookies bent books keys three tennis ballsPeanut butter a Japanese chicken clock and when it fallsOn eight thirty I'm hurting it's early and my hair is dirtyTeeth as if beneath a highlighter, just not pearlyPeeling arm hairs harm their relation to the band-aidThe mucus formation is man madeI plan eight minutes more of sleepI'm in it snoring deepBeep beep beepWhen again it roars I keep my eyelids analogous to a successful venus-fly trapTelling my left brain it's Saturday well he must buy thatWaking up again I look around and find another year has passedWe're discoveringAt last near a lover not so fastHere I'm hovering to make time slow down go back to last yearWe'll meet again but the characters are never gonna be the same that's clearI wanna see your name hand written on a letter whether this is planned or notLife keeps getting better but still I just don't understand a lotI'm growing up and up up out out damn this spot'sSimilar to a ball I saw in a mall it expands and knocks me off courseOf course that's just how it goesThe farther I walk from my house the more my world growsSo I frozeThinking bout being four years old I'm missing theDays when I was with everyone I knew just around the Christmas treeNow there's so many people and so many places and so many faces that the only wayThat I could ever get you all together would be to dieSo you could ask what's the point of making friendsYou just end up forsaking themWell god's given me life, so I'm livingThat's why I went to the bookstoreTo look for a Zodiac sign bookQuick, search, find, lookWrote it down in my rhyme bookTo check and see if we're compatible I had to pull back my left armIt said a libra plus another one is a double dose of charmTime this is your time this is your time this is your brain(never known such intensity)Fine this is your line this is your mind this is your brain(now a lot of radio songs make sense to me)How unlikely I found someone to soothe my psyche so write me cause you make me wannaPull a nike words on the tip of my tongue and it might be urge in my hips and I'm sprungLike bike seats when you spoke you turned my wheels now I can't handle the breaksProject images pure no scandalous fakes I could light up the candle and baste your bareBody wax 'til you make the same noise pamela makesThere's something smack dab in the center I lack the vocab to enter a discussion of excactlyWhat makes you a WINNER hot SPRINGS roommates FALL into place SUMMER tooSoon all in the case of I wonder who knows what goes up under two close cut birthdayTwins I just can't seem to pin down why it relates to inside her I spider cause she's flyRecognize a certain sigh that I heard windows open curtains tied and the birds saying thisIs the dawn I thought about the places my kisses had gone given self quizzes on theCourse of events every resource sent my brainwaves to the same thought content thingsThat had mattered before were laughable shattered at the door give it autobiographicalPoint of pivot week and the weekend before I wanted power but all that changed in anHour moving over worlds when I met my dream lover the clover girls fell off the magazineCovers I had to seem utterly thrilled cause I was goofy expression on my grill dumbstruck IWas buzzed off of disbelief even though I thought we might no one ever got me quite soRight as the night of your favorite thing conversation and laughter and the night after andThe night after damn I like have to see you now it's worth it man... perfectTime this is your time this is your time this is your brain (this is my)Fine this is your line this is your mind this is your brain (this is my)Time this is your time this is your time this is your brain (this is my)Fine this is your line this is your mind this is your brain (this is my)This is my heart this is the part one asleep one awake back to back in the dark(In the night there's two in the light only one of us will remain)I'm in denial I can't believe it was all just a trial now I'm writing this song in asylum IHaven't sen you in a while one side left now I gotta walk single file come back soonPlease even in a full classroom if you're not there then it feels like a vacuum in fact youNever really heard me attack you with every little word about what makes me attract toThe only girl I every wanna kiss ever throw rice with you're a priceless treasure a livingPiece of bliss and pleasure so fvck this weather whatever if I have to stop rapping I'm aBreak into tears my head's ringing from the noises that you make in my ears so I'm stuckNow waiting a year don't give a fvck how I struck out what for goodness sake I'm hereFather time patricide need you like an artery hoping that you cried a fraction as hard as meRelax and just pardon the expression but I love you - no I love attraction, or I love my ownReaction added one to my self and I couldn't help melting to nothing, subtractionBeen around the world been another yearI recover thoroughly And now I'm hereLike a mother pearl layer top of layerMet another girl here comes the fear and the sheer joyAnd the sheer bliss floating through the universe on a kissLips slipping and I'm tripping gripping dripping doubtFlipping out over just this? And I stayCalm recite this song listenSecond verse connects fittin'Her with you and you with me and third verse needs remixingI need a fifth one to say I keep meeting you under different conditionsLast one made my heart smart sh!t I wanna start right with this oneNow I'm with you, now I miss you, now I don't know when I'm gonna see youAnd I'd like to and I'd love to and I maybe even wanna be youSo I'm thankful and I'm spiteful in the night pulling at you tightSank fully into the shadow you left recallThe strength of your bad breathAnd the smell of sweat, bet another fella gets jealous me well it's not yetI'd picture maybe we could get together in another place, another time signatureHey hope you didn't mind this is yourFace painted in my rhymeThis is yours, this is yours... this is mineThis is yours this is yours this is mine(Whatever you attach to is what you become)(Now I don't know when I'm gonna see you)This is yours this is yours this is mine(One plus one double horizontal line one)(And I maybe even wanna be you) ***Save yourself and put away your guns, and put together our hearts.xoxo,Lexus.