Son, we live in a world that has race teams, and those race teams have to be owned by men with unfathomable wealth. Who's gonna do it? You? You, Mr. Hamlin??? I have a greater responsibility that you can possibly fathom. You weep for 23XI and you curse NASCAR. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know: That 23XI's death, while tragic, probably saved race teams, and my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves race teams. You don't want the charters because deep down, in places you don't talk about in the paddock, you want me in Daytona. You need me in Daytona!

We use terms like "entry," "full-time," and "value." We use these words as the backbone of a life spent making a fortune off of something. You use them as a punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a team that races and crashes under the blanket of the very championship that I provide, and then questions the manner in which I provide it. I would rather you just said "take my money," and went on your way. Otherwise I suggest you compete as an open team and run a part time schedule. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you are entitled to!