We have strolled across our world as giants, until we finally faced our David. This tiny worm whose emergence was buried beneath the mountain of politics has all it took to show us our insignificant we are and by the time people paid attention, it was already too late. But now there is hope. There are those among us that are not cowed by the tears this new world. One is that our immune system skirt and already the wings on and take back what is ours. Spare us the poetry fuck nuts. How do we kill it? We need to take this opportunity to press our advantage. Another way! Back off! Look, you know how I feel about Phillips, but he's right about one thing. This is a war. I built this town and I'll be damned if I let you destroy it. This is not good! Somebody's gotta do something. And you're that somebody? They'd say I wanted to do it alone, did I? Be as much prescription, bitch! We need to get out of here now! The winners, it's time to live up to your day. Stay down! Now it's up to you to finish the tour.