"While Johnny was waiting to die, these pharmaceutical executives were sitting in their seventy-two-degree, climate-controlled offices, drinking Evian Water and researching how to sell their next drug for a thousand US Dollars a bottle."
Tucker slammed his fist on the table.
"Why pull the plug?"
"Because there wasn't enough power!"
"And why wasn't there enough power?"
Tucker pointed to the red power line on the map.
"Because the power plants are run by people! The workers mining the coal, the technicians maintaining the grid—they're people too! They live in Pittsburgh, in Pennsylvania! They're sick! And they can't get medicine!"
"No medicine, no healthy workers. No workers, no coal. No coal, no electricity!"
"It's a simple matter of physics!"
Tucker roared at the camera.
"Are we supposed to let the elderly of Pennsylvania freeze to death in their homes just to keep the air conditioning on in some capitalist's lab? Just so they can keep researching how to empty our pockets?"
