I am E.D. and I am here to ask you a question:
Is a man not entitled to the sweat of his own brow?
No, says the man in Washington. It belongs to the poor.
No, says the man in Mecca. It belongs to Allah.
No, says the man in Moscow. It belongs to everyone.
I rejected those answers. Instead, I chose something different.
I chose the impossible. I chose...