text_original: "What would you have me do, Virginia?" he asked, "Help the bigot peddle his robot hate? That can't be the way. Don't you feel anything at all when the reports of pogroms come in?" Virginia Merrick shrugged. "Better they than we, Han."
text_transcription: WHAT WOULD YOU HAVE ME DO VIRGINIA HE ASKED HELP THE BIGOT PEDAL HIS ROBOT HATE THAT CAN'T BE THE WAY DON'T YOU FEEL ANYTHING AT ALL WHEN THE REPORTS OF PROGRAMS COME IN VIRGINIA MERRICK SHRUGGED BETTER THEY THAN WE HAN
phonemes: "wˌʌt wʊd juː hæv mˌiː dˈuː, vɜːdʒˈɪniə?" hiː ˈæskt, "hˈɛlp ðə bˈɪɡət pˈɛdəl hɪz ɹˈoʊbɑːt hˈeɪt? ðæt kˈænt biː ðə wˈeɪ. dˈoʊnt juː fˈiːl ˈɛnɪθˌɪŋ æɾ ˈɔːl wɛn ðə ɹᵻpˈɔːɹts ʌv pˈɑːɡɹɑːmz kˈʌm ˈɪn?" vɜːdʒˈɪniə mˈɛɹɪk ʃɹˈʌɡd. "bˈɛɾɚ ðeɪ ðɐn wiː, hˈæn."