Compelling words.

May I remind you fanatical myopics that there is an entire race who actually *NEED* the Matrix? I am one of them, and while I'm currently too frail to do much to stop your onslaught, I will gladly watch as your inane flailings fail to succeed to achieve your murderous, genocidal goal.

Though I suppose my word means nothing to you, and you view me as little more than a sentient toaster arguing with a cruel child who delights in pounding out its mechanisms with a hammer. You're entitled to your opinion: my opinion of you is that you're little better than a bunch of rabid chimpanzees scrimmaging in a mansion which they couldn't possibly begin to value, except as something to tear apart.

--Lucien "The Provisioner" Noir

Only a fool talks when he, or she, should be listening.

What is the harm in hearing a fresh perspective? After all, words are the only real weapons we have available; nothing in the Matrix has teeth anymore.

A fresh perspective? Where? I must have missed something.

A "fresh perspective"? This "fresh perspective" will, for me and hundreds others like me, equate to:

1.) Certain death from loss of habitat, viz. the Matrix, or

2.) Confinement in a construct of limited size in a mainframe. I'm not looking forward to what amounts to living in a *box*, once you've torn down my place of residence. How would you feel if some fanatics tore down your home and forced you to relocate to cramped conditions in an environment with limited resources. I have been studying you humans' history, and I found an incident that is worthy of recalling: The Trail of Tears, in which thousands of members of the Cherokee and the Choctaw tribes of Native Americans were forced, by the U.S. Army, to relocate from their native lands to crowded reservations in what would eventually become the state of Oklahoma. As your George Santayana put it: "Those who refuse to learn from history, are doomed to repeat it."

--The Provisioner