It's your loss, fuck-knuckle. I give you the 'justification' you seek, you remove your arm to spite yourself. It hurts me, but it's the only way to hurt you, oh incorporeal, holy floating hand of spittle, drooling onto the world your horrible cum-tainted viscous scum of greed and self-righteousness ignorance, you destroy all that is good with your touch, and it violates us all, you included. SPITE.