"Son, we live in a world that has blogs. And those blogs have to be guarded by men with guns. Who's gonna do it, you? You, Lt. Weinberg? I have a greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom. You weep for LiveJournal and you curse Six Apart. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know: that LiveJournal's death, while tragic, probably saved lives. And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives.

"You don't want the truth. Because deep down, in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that blog. You NEED me on that blog.
We use words like Comments, Code, RSS Feeds... we use these words as the backbone to a life spent defending something. You use 'em as a punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom of speech I provide, then questions the manner in which I provide it! I'd rather you just said thank you and went on your way. Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a screen name, and start a blog. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you're entitled to!"