text_original: " Which you cannot do," I remarked. " You sign that paper just as you would hand your money to a robber who held a pistol to your head and demanded it. There is a point at which the bravest must yield, where resistance is madness, and you have reached this point. The press is mine, leave its freedom to me.
text_transcription: WHICH YOU CANNOT DO I REMARKED YOU SIGN THAT PAPER JUST AS YOU WOULD HAND YOUR MONEY TO A ROBBER WHO HELD A PISTOL TO YOUR HEAD AND DEMANDED IT THERE IS A POINT AT WHICH THE BRAVEST MUST YIELD WHERE RESISTANCE IS MADNESS AND YOU HAVE REACHED THIS POINT THE PRESS IS MINE LEAVE ITS FREEDOM TO ME
phonemes: " wˌɪtʃ juː kænˈɑːt dˈuː," aɪ ɹᵻmˈɑːɹkt. " juː sˈaɪn ðæt pˈeɪpɚ dʒˈʌst æz juː wʊd hˈænd jʊɹ mˈʌni tʊ ɐ ɹˈɑːbɚ hˌuː hˈɛld ɐ pˈɪstəl tə jʊɹ hˈɛd ænd dᵻmˈændᵻd ɪt. ðɛɹ ɪz ɐ pˈɔɪnt æt wˌɪtʃ ðə bɹˈeɪvɪst mˈʌst jˈiːld, wˌɛɹ ɹᵻsˈɪstəns ɪz mˈædnəs, ænd juː hæv ɹˈiːtʃt ðɪs pˈɔɪnt. ðə pɹˈɛs ɪz mˈaɪn, lˈiːv ɪts fɹˈiːdəm tə mˌiː.