Know what I'd do if I were the only one who knew for a fact that there was a plot to completely destroy NYC, Wash. D.C., LA, and San Francisco with nuclear weapons, and had clear and convincing evidence that it was, I shit thee not, going to happen? I'd sit on it. Not tell a fucking soul. I'd grill steaks. Have a couple beers. Fuck the wife like she was the prom queen, and then sleep the sleep of the righteous. Because I would do all that knowing that 90% of my nation's problems were about to end.