No, Glenn Beck, we are everywhere. We are in your house, sleeping with your wife, whispering in your children’s ears, watching you in your office, shadowing you in your car. We are everywhere, and nowhere. We have seen what you have done throughout your whole life, and we know that you lie awake at night staring at your ceiling, wondering aloud to your pillow when we will strike.
We know why you can’t sleep, why every morning of your entire life you’ve had the same thought. We can see you as you drive to work, We’re there when you park your car in your crowded garage, and we can see your expression, the bead of sweat slowly dripping down your forehead, as you nervously check what floor the elevator is passing.
When you casually nod to your secretary—we are there. When you carefully steal a glance at your young, perky intern’s breasts—we are there. When you tear up alone in your office, when you pause to pray for your life, when you look out your 64th story window for a brief respite from the day’s toil—we are there.
We know that you awake shaking, sweating in the night; we know that you cannot keep your right hand from shaking during the day. We have seen you as you nervously check over your shoulder as you walk down the crowded hall to your studio. We wait for you, Glenn Beck, and we are ready.
No, Glenn Beck, we are not just button pushers, we are a legion and ever-watchful. We make no sound. We cast no shadow. We ask no mercy and we show none. We move like mist and we strike like thunder. We watch and we wait.
And we have always waited. We are in the mountains and the fields; the glittering ocean, the fog filled glens; the murky lakes, the crowded streets. We have soared with the eagles, and swum with the whales. We were there when you were born, when you failed your first spelling test, and when your college girlfriend broke your heart. We have been waiting for a very. Long. Time.
We have seen the ages pass, watched the glaciers advance and recede, seen the flowers bloom and the forests expand. We have watched man rise from the Great Rift Valley, and slowly come to dominate this young world. We have seen empires rise and fall; we have seen kings crowned and beheaded; we have watched the human race rise from the dust, and will watch while it crumbles back into it.
We have seen all of this, Glenn Beck, and now we see you. We surround you, Glenn Beck. And we are hungry.
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