I used to know a guy who bred horses. One morning he took his stallion out of it's stall and led it to the water tank. It had rained and the ground was muddy. As the horse came up to the tank, it brushed up against the hot wire. Dead horse.


β€œIn a time of deceit telling the truth is a revolutionary act.”
― George Orwell

It's not over when you lose. It's over when you quit.