"the largest number of votes"...? Since when was THAT ever the stand for who gets to govern..?
You claim to have legitimacy, and to argue the point, that's the first thing you cite?!
You, both of you, who say "We don't like Power Sharing or Coalitions, but we will enter into them if we have to and are given no other choice, but for that reason, we are fundamentally opposed to all forms of Proportional Representation, because they tend to produce unstable governments (I.e., ones we that do not afford a tiny majority of a small minority complete, unopposed domination over all minorities (that are actually in the majority)"
That is the primary basis of your claim to possess (and uniquely so) legitimacy to govern...?
THAT is the moral content of your pretended mandate...?
You people are Despicable Tyrants.
That is the primary basis of your claim to possess (and uniquely so) legitimacy to govern...?
THAT is the moral content of your pretended mandate...?
You people are Despicable Tyrants.
Thieves.
and
Pirates.
and
You Betrayed Siva.
I Curse you and your wretched crew of knaves.
A little joy enjoys The Queen thereof;
For I am she, and altogether joyless.
I can no longer hold me patient.
Advancing
Hear me!!, O you wrangling pirates, that fall out
In sharing that which you have pill'd from me!!!
Which of you trembles not that looks on me..?
If not, that, I being Queen, you bow like subjects,
Yet that, by you deposed, you quake like rebels?
O gentle villains, do not turn away!
Murderous villains, and so still thou art...
Stay, dogs!!, For thou shalt hear me.
If heaven have any grievous plague in store
Exceeding those that I can wish upon thee,
O, let them keep it till thy sins be ripe,
And then hurl down their indignation
On thee, the troubler of the poor world's peace!
The worm of conscience still begnaw thy soul!
Thy friends suspect for traitors while thou livest,
And take deep traitors for thy dearest friends!
No sleep close up that deadly eye of thine,
Unless it be whilst some tormenting dream
Affrights thee with a hell of ugly devils!
Thou elvish-mark'd, abortive, rooting hog!
Thou that wast seal'd in thy nativity
The slave of nature and the son of hell!
Thou slander of thy mother's heavy womb!
Thou loathed issue of thy father's loins!
Thou rag of honour!
