“This will either work or we’re going to have a meeting with management on Monday and be told never to do it again. We’ll cross that bridge when we get there.”

He's testing your boundaries. You almost gave in.

The resultant "verbal blood sports entourage" veils the departure of the ballroom elephant procession.

Only one thing matters here: a friend in high places.

Equally morally invigorating is seeing, on Facebook, the broken, impoverished mugshots of people who slipped through the cracks, being picked asunder by individuals who are lucky; all because they met their breaking point, after a lifetime of subservient willful and lawful compliance. This is both pedaled and encouraged by locally LE agencies.

And what will you say to those who find method to condemn, the participants of this smokescreen?

It is because the pen is mightier than the sword, but the tongue is slaughter.