Friends and family...you know I have lived a long time and I have come a long way. And you must know now that what I did, I did originally for myself. Then later, as these things began
happening to me, I wondered if they were happening to you, and then I knew they must be. And
I knew that you had no way to defend yourselves, as I had.
And as I continued to do the things I did, and to say the things I said, they began to beat me. Not
beat me, mind you, with a club—but you know, I have seen that done too—but they beat me with
their pens, with their writings. And friends, that is much worse.
When I was a child and they burned me out of my home, I was frightened and I ran away.
Eventually I ran far away. It was to a place called France. Many of you have been there, and
many have not. But I must tell you, ladies and gentlemen, in that country I never feared. It was
like a fairyland place.