Nothing like a family emergency to distract from existential dread, but the help of a my good friend made all the difference. Vague story short, everyone’s fine and suffering minimized.
Friends are just the family you assimilate.
Now, back to the fight against fascism.
I prefer Omet’iklan’s speech:
It reflects how I feel dead inside while acknowledging that we can reclaim our lives by overcoming whatever bullshit the universe throws at us.
And then you shoot the Weyoun.