Not since Clank made error a trademark have we seen a less sensible leader in this thing of ours.

Like you, I am shocked at the depravity of Monarch.  Like you, I wish justice to be served.  Probably unlike you, I am the scion of a publishing dynasty and plan to write a newspaper devoted to explaining Monarch.

So, please get in touch with your stories of Mad Dog Monarch and his meddling murderous mania.  Specifically, are the allegations discussed recently true/widely known, beyond Brent and a couple of others?

RIP Armie.  A maverick struck down as he was making a name for himself.

Alas Armie forgot one of the central tenants of Omerta, don't air your dirty laundry in public. He called out a GFC in public, when he had barely made his bones, and seems to have befallen an unfortunate accident as a result. 

Some say he took his own life, after realising the depravity of the sin he had committed. Others say he bought a field outside of Detroit, and tripped over a rock, causing his body to burst open. I guess we'll never know the sorry truth.

You know what they say about Monarch, Fly like a butterfly, Sting like a King..

I was just getting invested into the plot and this happened.

Then I almost died laughing. 

Reprieved of the next act of this story, I feel robbed. This story needs another ending after this climax. 

MichaelHaller you take those words back sir (respectfully, for I respect your rank and seniority). ArmieHammer was the finest boss I have ever known during my 18 hours of residing in his crew.

When I was VIOLENTLY thrown out of DetroitSimon's crew due to taking one too many paydays, Armie offered me a place to sleep in his bedroom closet. I got gruel for breakfast and gruel for dinner. Good tasting gruel, with a pinch of pepper, salt and love.

And now he is taken from us by that bloodthirsty DEMON. Unbelievable. 

What can I say SwanSouffleSupreme? As a sworn officer of the court I am honour bound to report the facts as they are, without distortion or embellishment, this is why I sadly reported on the two lead theories behind the death of Armie, despite their gruesome nature.

And whilst I can understand your loyalty, due to the cupboard space you were afforded, I can only offer to replace that housing situation with a similar cupboard, with quality lino on the floor and internal lighting via way of a naked incandescent bulb and one of those little pull chains so that you can turn it off and on again. Alas we don't serve Gruel in my staff canteen, not that I myself am free of the yoke of that insufferable taskmaster, TheNewGuy, and under the jackboot kinder regime of Monarch, I find that I can stretch to Grilled Cheese Sandwiches, with a side of Cucumber on Tuesdays.

Of course, I am sure that a man of your multifaceted skills and proclivities would be more than capable with securing employment in fast food preparation or domestic hygiene, so I understand if you do not wish to avail of the offer. But please, let me know if you do, I have to give Reggie 30 minutes notice of eviction as part of his lease agreement.

MichaelHaller a man is DEAD and here you are making jokes about grilled cheese sandwiches. This is unacceptable. Though you may not have been the one who pulled the trigger I think you're just as guilty.

When the time comes and you reach the pearly gates, when Saint Peter is there to weigh the actions throughout your life, I wish you the best of luck explaining this one.

I (respectfully) declare that you're king baboon of the kingdom of banana.

SwanSouffleSupreme, I will have you know that I never joke about a grilled cheese sandwich. You have no idea of the ordeals that I have had to endure in order to secure hot, molten sharp Cheddar on toasted sourdough bread for my friends. All those paydays you took from DetroitSimon, and the plethora of wages claimed by the lovers of TheNewGuy until he disbanded were extorted from me. Do you know how shameful it is having to defend the depravity of Dabura, Cristoforo and BuddyBigPaw in court, virtually pro bono? Public Urination, Racoon Solicitation, Unseemly public acts with an Apple pie, not to mention rampant nudity and lewdness.

So, no Sir! I refute your allegations of joking regarding the most savoury excellence that is the humble grilled Cheese sandwich, and to be quite frank, I am offended that you would slap away the hand of friendship that I extended to you in your hour of need. For shame sir. FOR SHAME!

Tommy listens to the speech, while enjoying a cigarette mixed with the late Joey Diaz personal stash. Amused by the blatant disrespect by son as was father He could only shake his head. 
 

Best let it go, make your apologies. And act accordingly. All in all? All of this is not a good days fishin. Learn from mistakes, and move forward the only advice I can offer you. Take it or don’t? That’s up to you jr hammer.