Sabato casts me as a villain. He shrouds his own agenda in broad terms hoping to dupe readers and court favor. But I don't think anyone is foolish enough to be taken in by that man. Even if I were inclined to consider the accusations being levied against me, I wouldn’t entertain ones from him. You are a bottom feeder Sabato, like the men whose interests you represent. Be glad that it was only a single palm strike I served you in June. Perhaps it was an error to leave you fingers with which to type.
I’m beyond mincing words and will not pretend Sabato is anything less than he is. But to call Sabato a charlatan is to underestimate his intentions. He’s an instigator with an angle and, whether or not I’m correct about his goals, I am entirely certain his motives are not in CHIKARA’s best interest, only his own.
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Sabato vilifies me because he’s scared. I represent something he isn't prepared to deal with. I see him for what he is: a doctor offering the antidote to a poison of his own making. A poison poorly disguised as “logic.” Give him the chance, and we will connive and inveigle. It's the only reason his mug is even on our roster page. You have reason to be frightened, Sabato.Since the day CHIKARA met the world, I have been the face of it. The spokesman, the ambassador. But no longer. There is a Grand Champion to represent us all. And in these years, I have heard others claim that CHIKARA was built on their backs. I've heard the diatribes of self-aggrandizement - "I made this company!" You know who made this company? The same man who will protect it at all costs.
You can debate Vavasseur's "new math" all you want, Sabato, but you will not have some debate with me. I owe neither explanations nor apologies to him, or the world. I simply offer this warning to all:
I will no longer stand idly by while the men and women I have trained are terrorized and victimized. If you dare to bring your particular brand of chaos here, if you dare toss your seeds of destruction on the ground I have tended for the last 11 years, if you dare to sow the wind... Prepare to reap the whirlwind.
