By your bootstraps

What do you take away when there's nothing left?

Hopelessness.

Give that man a round of applause ladies and gentleman.

What's your name son?

QT.

I see QT. You must have read my book: “If you want a motivational vision of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face - forever - and further imagine that that boot, together with the face, is yours."

Subtitled: “If it ain't hurtin', it ain't workin'.”

I will be available in the foyer later to sign copies ... and remember: you have nothing to fear except fearing nothing at all.