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I was playing thugh City 17 and i seen this. Sorry if its been posted before. But i did try and check.
I have tryed to get it as accurate as possible
<Breen>
It has come to my attention that some have lately called me a collaberator, as if such a term was shameful
I ask you, what greator endeavour exists than that of collaboration?
In our current unparalleled enterprise, refusal to collaborate is simpaly a refusal to grow--an insistence on suicide, if you will.
Did the lungfish refuse to breathe the air? It did not.
It crept forth boldly while its brethern remained in the blackest ocean abyss, with lidless eyes forever staring at the black, ignorant and dommed despite their eternal vigilance.
Would we model ourselfs on the trilobite?
Are all the accomplishments of humanity fated to be nothing more than a layer of broken plastic shards thinly strewn across a fossil bed, sandwiched between the Burgess shale and an eon's worth of mud?
In order to be true to our nature, and our destiny, we must aspire to greater things. We have outgrown our cradle. It is futile to cry for our mothers milk, when our true sustenance awaits us among the stars.
And only the universal union that small minds call 'The Combine' can carry us there
Therefore I say, yes, I am a collaborator. We must all collaborate, willingly, eagerly, if we expect to reap the benifits of unification
And reap we shall.
I think this is quite intresting what he is saying.
I have tryed to get it as accurate as possible
<Breen>
It has come to my attention that some have lately called me a collaberator, as if such a term was shameful
I ask you, what greator endeavour exists than that of collaboration?
In our current unparalleled enterprise, refusal to collaborate is simpaly a refusal to grow--an insistence on suicide, if you will.
Did the lungfish refuse to breathe the air? It did not.
It crept forth boldly while its brethern remained in the blackest ocean abyss, with lidless eyes forever staring at the black, ignorant and dommed despite their eternal vigilance.
Would we model ourselfs on the trilobite?
Are all the accomplishments of humanity fated to be nothing more than a layer of broken plastic shards thinly strewn across a fossil bed, sandwiched between the Burgess shale and an eon's worth of mud?
In order to be true to our nature, and our destiny, we must aspire to greater things. We have outgrown our cradle. It is futile to cry for our mothers milk, when our true sustenance awaits us among the stars.
And only the universal union that small minds call 'The Combine' can carry us there
Therefore I say, yes, I am a collaborator. We must all collaborate, willingly, eagerly, if we expect to reap the benifits of unification
And reap we shall.
I think this is quite intresting what he is saying.