They know they're not getting through your door any other way, but points for persistence and improvisation, I guess.

Alternatively, nice guys have the peace of mind of knowing they're a decent human being, as opposed to an ambulant-sack-of-shit excuse for one. Misers, climbers and abusers may seem to have everything handed to them, but their entire lives are a front of tissue-thin lies. Chin up - you're a good'un.

The only way this could be any better, is if he'd rotated the turret at the end and blew the shit out of it. Shame the main cannon has probs been disarmed.

Probably...

Been there myself. The girls were basically a thing from day one, I kinda just had to make it work somehow.

What a collection of absolute tools. None of them have any business being anywhere near the levers of power, anywhere.

I take refuge in mine. It helps me to block out the blizzard of bullshit. Otherwise it would just be a maelstrom of catastrof'kery I know I can do nothing to change.
Tired of waking up wishing I could burn the world, or at least step off the trainwreck.

Public deserves to know the facts - those of us who'll bother to pay attention, anyway. The more they hide, the more suspect the enquiry will look.

It's not about what we want; it's about what he thinks will make him look good. This is probably Musk in his ear.