What Needs To Be Said

I walk up to the mike and everyone stares. Japanese, Venzuelan, Egyptian, Russian, Senalgese, everyone watchs, ear buds assisting with the transmission. There is only static as the translators wait for me to speak. I take a deep breath and they lean in, waiting for an earth-shattering revelation.

"You're all fucking insane."

I walk off as seven billion people stare at my back in horror.