Let the doors be shut upon him, that he may play the fool nowhere but in his own house.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
… I’m telling you too much. But the point is, what I’m thinking about today is what these people who and I’ve got a piece of a small piece of one of the beams they have they gave me last time or not last time, but how many times ago and the flag they gave me. And I’m thinking of, you know, what – what of the people who died, what would they be thinking? They think it makes sense for us to be in this kind of thing, where you ride down the street and someone has a sign saying “F so and so”? Or it’s not who we are.
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