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If only everybody did what Jack Powelson says, this world would be a Utopia.
Isn't that the song, Jack? Problem is, there are billions of other people, and each one sings the same song. So what's the rest of the world to Jack's high and mighty little pigpen? His daily slop? No. He's no different from anyone else, not the glory of good, not the glory of evil. He's old, and he's going to die. |