Zomby sounds resigned to defeat, despite his 55 million friends. He
says "I Will Fight No More Forever".
I know how you feel, Zomby, but you are wrong. Not morally wrong, but factually wrong to say that you will never fight again.
You will fight again. You'll see the dead. You'll note the corrosion of American civil liberties. You'll see the hubris and the arrogance in the Bush White House... and you will become angry. You can't muster anger now, so your anger must rest. But a year from now you will be ready to fight again. I know it. I know you. I am you.
What compells you to tell the Troof will compell you to fight again. Hibernate today. It's alright. The wounds are still fresh. But the day will come and the call will come. And when the day arrives, you'll strap on your armor a wiser soldier and you will enlist. Let these words be a seed in your heart. The fight goes on, the dream will never die. We may not be able to get a northeastern liberal across the finish line, but we
shall overcome.
And when we do, it will be in part because the Zomby Wolf is at our side.