Sordid

I'm going to misuse my stupid whenever and however I want, and there ain't a damn thing you can do to stop me!

I get that, but at the same time I don't. I mean, it doesn't make sense to me. Expecting endless debate and also expecting correct conclusions to be reached seems contradictory, since once conclusions are reached, debate would cease. This is one of those things that make me feel very uncertain, like when you finish an exam in half the allotted time, watch everyone else keep furiously working, and start questioning whether everyone else is dumb or whether you are and you missed something obvious. I get that feeling a lot when reading/thinking about religion.

I've heard stuff like this several times from different sources over the years, but I'm still not convinced it's not some elaborate collective prank. It reads like something written by Terry Pratchett or Douglas Adams.

This had me in the first half, but the last sentence makes it clear it's a complete fabrication with no basis in fact. Business tycoons have always had a disdain for the poor.