Forgive me if my diction doesn't fit the lofty tone of all that we just heard; if I tried eloquence, you’d laugh at it, if laughter here was not a dirty word. Ideals and dreams are not my cup of tea: the self-inflicted woes of men are all that interest me. Now I'll take my leave and as our contract decrees, I'll be back in three years to see your progress as the bringer of liberty.