Oh come now, child. It had to be done. Your "feelings" do not matter in my grand scheme. But if you wish to play this way, then fine. Your replacement will arrive soon.
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Nothing will change this. I do not NEED your recognition. You can say whatever you want, but it will NEVER be true. You are a pathetic excuse of a leader, and any twinge of respect you recieve is only out of fear.