All these people out there today that want to promote this, this positive body love image movement. Let me tell you, let me explain something to you real quick. When you want to dance around and your skin tightly it's hards with your fat rolls hanging out and saying you should love me for my personality not my body and you're promoting laziness and eating unhealthy and doing this that and the other and giving little care or concern to your body. Let me tell you something. Let me accuse you of one thing here. You will not be there by the bedsides of the people that are currently dying from heart disease which is the leading killer in the United States right now. You will not be the one paying the damn hospital bills but you can stand there at their bedside and you know pet them as they're dying and say well you know what at least people love you for your personality. Let me tell you something about self-respect. If you've got self-respect you respect yourself enough to take care of the only body you've got and suddenly all of a sudden everyone in this world has got a damn excuse why they can't be healthy. You sit there and say what's your reason for being overweight oh well and then the excuses start coming out when so many of you know damn good and well deep down you have no excuse. You need to stop this cotton-picking whining this crying all the damn time and get up and do something about it. You think somebody's gonna sit there and say hey it's okay go ahead and eat yourself to death that actually cares about you. The people that don't care about you are gonna pat you on the back and say go right ahead go down that road that's gonna lead to freaking high blood pressure, high cholesterol, getting a limb cut off, doing this that and the other. You go right ahead and enable that and I will sit here and I don't give a *** what society thinks. I will combat you day and night and the biggest thing I see getting in the way is your ***ing feelings. You want to sit there and bitch whine and cry about your goddamn feelings all the time. Oh well he hurt my feelings. *** your feelings. I'll tell you what you need to hear not what you want. We've got a society of politically correct bitches out there that want to sit there and preach this is what they want to hear give it to them rather than this is what they need to save their ***ing life but you don't understand that. You're not willing to stand up and preach out against these people out there to promote this bullshit movement. I'm all for people that are overweight doing something for themselves. I'll give them all the help I can good for them. It's not the fact that they're obese why I don't agree with them it's the fact they're making an excuse and not doing anything about it and then trying to justify it and get other people to follow along their footsteps. *** that. You sit there and explain to those children that are being brought up in the same fashion why they're facing a lifetime of medical conditions because you're ***ing lazy ass didn't have the ability didn't have the drive and the motivation to get up and do something for them to teach them the right way to take it upon yourself to educate yourself. Google the internet it's a hell of a tool you can learn so much out there but you choose not to. Where there's a will there's a way. When you've got air in your lungs then you have no excuse it's just a matter of perspective. You're either gonna be a ***ing sheep or you're gonna be a lion you're gonna be an attacker to go get her. But if you want to sit there and cry bitch and moan and whine all the ***ing time while you can't can't can't then you sit your ass on that bench with the losers and you stay there and you eat yourself to death but don't expect me to turn around and pat you on the back and say hey good job for being a ***ing quitter. Get up and do something about it. I'm sick and tired of all these damn excuses. *** your feelings I don't have to tell you things are bad everybody knows things are bad it's a depression. Everybody's out of work or scared of losing their job. The dollar buys a nickel's worth. Banks are going bust shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter. Punks are running wild in the street there's nobody anywhere seems to know what to do and there's no end to it. We know the air is unfit to breathe our food is unfit to eat. We sit watching our TVs while some local newscaster tells us that today we had 15 homicides and 63 violent crimes as if that's the way it's supposed to be. We know things are bad worse than bad. They're crazy it's like everything everywhere is going crazy so we don't go out anymore. We sit in the house and slowly the world we're living in is getting smaller and all we say is please at least leave us alone in our living rooms. Let me have my toaster and my TV and my steel-melted radials and I won't say anything just leave us alone. Well I'm not going to leave you alone. I want you to get mad. I don't want you to protest I don't want you to riot I don't want you to write to your congressman because I wouldn't know what to tell you to write. I don't know what to do about the depression and the inflation and the Russians and the crime in the street. All I know is that first you've got to get mad. You've got to say I'm a human being. God damn it my life has value. I want you to get up now. I want all of you to get up out of your chairs. I want you to get up right now and go to the window open it and stick your head out and yell I'm as mad as hell and I'm not going to take this anymore. I want you to get up right now. Sit up go to your windows open them and stick your head out and yell I'm as mad as hell and I'm not going to take this anymore. Things have got to change. Communications is disconnected. You've got to get mad. You've got to say I'm as mad as hell and I'm not going to take this anymore. Then we'll figure out what to do about the depression and the inflation and the oil prices. But first get up out of your chairs go to the window stick your head out and yell and say I'm as mad as hell and I'm not going to take this anymore. I used to fight for the sheer pleasure of it. For the thrill of the hunt. Oh I had the strength and measurement. I spared no one. And yet you showed mercy to everyone. Even your fiercest enemies. Even me. Yet you never fought to kill. Nor for revenge. Only to test your limits and to push yourself beyond them. To become the strongest you could possibly be. How can a Saiyan fight like that and at the same time be so gentle that he wouldn't hurt a fly? It makes me angry just thinking about it. But perhaps it is my anger that's made me blind to the truth for so long. I see it now. This day has made it all too clear. You're better than me Kakarot. You are the best. Wake up. Sleeping beauties. Thank you for watching. Can we see you again? Thank you for watching.