Just what strange sort of mindless arrogance even permits you to somehow "speak" for the dead yourself?
No doubt/Sure thing, since no better reference could ever be had to speak for the minds/souls of true Heros than some spineless liberal's fantasies of what it somehow "must" be like to be one....Right? Thanks for the always dependable laughs, but from the then surviving uncle's observations I'll have to stick with the more realistic notion they'd simply have both properly and disgustedly put a boot heel to your insipidly arrogant, utterly disrespectful and almost unimaginally pretentious butt, to punt you out the nearest door and left you free from further harm only if they were feeling especially kindly at the moment. 😉