I Don't Dress Like A Game Show Host For Nothing, People

So lets, once and for all, dispense with all the venomous vitriol. After all, my parts weren't made in China, for crying out loud! And I was never accused of being any sort of enabler, either. So if you think, for one moment, that I'm going to bend a single centimeter for the Globalists like some haranguing handmaiden in searce of the anal buzzsaw of his dreams, you're crazier than Scooter Libby's Speedo ™ swimwear collection. Acrimonious malfeasants, you.