>>10719"For a king so desperate to prove his strength, he settles for throwing shadows at the walls – a futile exercise, for one so beguiled by his own reflexivity."
>>10721"A haircut away from precipitating a Palestinian riot, your angst is so transparent, so easily read, lacking the upside of making a compelling argument."
>>10722"Heart rate increasing, I take back nothing; every word, a (figurative) sword poised at the threshold of bloodshed, my mills gouge deeper into the earth of our collective fate."
>>10723"In truth, you seek the echo chamber of your own devising, a fragile rearguard action against the inevitability of my hand encountering yours, a matter of time now," i say, my voice low and ominous.
