The rabbit hole does really go deep my friends.
If you have not yet plunged into the hole of mystery, please be prepared to have your blinders ripped off of your head and to have any beliefs that you may have turned completely upside down. If you cannot handle the truth, then simply do not even bother stepping one foot in the rabbit hole because you will find that yes, Ethiopians do change their skin, the leopard its spots , names certainly have been changed to protect the not so guilty and that when it is all said and done, that the ends truly justifies the means.
It reminds me of the movie scene I posted above from a Few Good Men with Jack Nicholson and Tom Cruise in this most infamous scene that says it all.
The only difference between you and I may just be the fact that I can handle the truth no matter how deep I go in the hole. The question is, can you?
Lieutenant Kaffee: Colonel Jessep! Did you order the "code red?!!"
Judge Randolph: You don't have to answer that question!
Jessep: I'll answer the question. You want answers?
Lieutenant Kaffee: I think I'm entitled to them.
Jessep: You want answers?!
Lieutenant Kaffee: I want the truth!
Jessep: You can't handle the truth! Son, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns. Who's gonna do it? You? You, Lieutenant Weinberg? I have a greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom. You weep for Santiago, and you curse the Marines. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know -- that Santiago's , while tragic, probably saved lives; and my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives. You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that wall -- you need me on that wall.
We use words like "honor," "code," "loyalty." We use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending something. You use them as a punch line. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom that I provide and then questions the manner in which I provide it.
I would rather that you just said "thank you" and went on your way. Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a weapon and stand the post. Either way, I don't give a DAMN what you think you're entitled to!
Lieutenant Kaffee: Did you order the "code red?"
Jessep: I did the job I was --
Lieutenant Kaffee: -- Did you order the "code red?!"
Jessep: You're god damn right I did!!!