Mr. Christos Xinjiang, I now speak directly to you. You wish to call out the leadership on personal terms, and as leader, I am duty-bound to respond. I have been called many names by countless people; "Thorvald of Lym" is the most novel, and for that I do afford you a small sliver of commendation. However, I believe once you have come to understand me a little better, you may prefer to address me by my current public moniker, the Red Lotus. You claim, in your arrogance, you can defeat me. You claim, in your ignorance, that you actually have the means of permanently overcoming your critics. You boast as though this battle has already been decided in your favour, and that it is merely a matter of time before I am brought physically shackled to your feet the same way all your unwilling subjects are shackled to your childish will. In your delusional black comedy of Xinjiang, you seem to think yourself an enlightened being. You make every manner of claims upon our movement and my person, but answer me this, Mr. Christos:
Can you kill a god?
