09-24-2013, 09:04 PM
Crud...
I wanted to get insulted in a highly classy manner and wasn't. Oh well, guess I have to insult myself...
I wanted to get insulted in a highly classy manner and wasn't. Oh well, guess I have to insult myself...
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Spoiler
So here I am taking time out of my busy schedule to let you and maybe
a few other people know that we must use every tool available to us to
advance freedom in countries strangled by tyranny. Please note that
many of the conclusions I'm about to draw are based on cogent and
virtually incontrovertible evidence provided by a set of people who have
suffered immensely on account of Dean CosmykTheDolfyn , Ph.D.. If
you've read any of the ludibrious slop that he has concocted, you'll
unmistakably recall his description of his plan to resolve a moral
failure with an immoral solution. If you haven't read any of it, well,
all you really need to know is that a central point of CosmykTheDolfyn's
belief systems is the notion that CosmykTheDolfyn is able to abrogate
the natural order of effects flowing from causes. Perhaps he should
take some new data into account and revisit that notion. I think he'd
find that his cause is not glorious. It is not wonderful. It is not
good.
I am a law-and-order kind of person. I hate to see crimes go
unpunished. That's why I clearly hope that CosmykTheDolfyn serves a
long prison term for his illegal attempts to authorize, promote,
celebrate, and legitimize bloodthirsty, inane statism. Seeing him
succeed at turning public education into a soft, touchy-feely experience
whose purpose is socialization, not learning, has left me with a number
of unanswered questions—questions such as "To what degree is he going
to create a global workers plantation overseen by transnational
corporations who have no more concern for the human rights of those who
produce their products or services than CosmykTheDolfyn has for his
functionaries?" The time is always right to do what is right. That's
why we must answer the desperadoism-prone falsifiers who use our
weaknesses to CosmykTheDolfyn's advantage. The first step in that
process is to realize that he secretly has been scheming to impugn the
patriotism of his adversaries. This is exactly the sort of scandal that
most people understand and appreciate. It's what opens people's eyes
to the reality that CosmykTheDolfyn's stooges are united by only two
things. Want to guess what those are? They're a deep-seated sense of
victimization and a burning desire to create an atmosphere that may
temporarily energize or exhilarate but which, at the same time, will
pose the gravest of human threats. Aside from those two things, the
members of CosmykTheDolfyn's band have little in common. Surprisingly,
some of them even realize that CosmykTheDolfyn ought to realize that the
most valuable of all talents is that of never using two words when one
will do. Unfortunately, he tends to utter so much verbiage about
hucksterism that I can conclude only that CosmykTheDolfyn is locked into
his present course of destruction. He does not have the interest or
the will to change his fundamentally stingy proposed social programs.
The other day I surveyed the first few people I met. Only one person
I interviewed actually believes that the Universe belongs to
CosmykTheDolfyn by right. (I found out later that that person is a
member of CosmykTheDolfyn's plunderbund so I feel that we can safely
discount his opinion.) Everyone else I polled already realizes that
statements like, "It's time to put up or shut up" accurately express the
feelings of most of us here.
My point may be made clearer by use of an allegorical tale. Suppose a
hypothetical group of three people is standing in a room. One of those
people realizes that CosmykTheDolfyn is incapable of empathizing or
identifying with others. Another goes on and on about CosmykTheDolfyn's
reckless précis. But the third can't understand why CosmykTheDolfyn's bruta fulmina
will cause more harm than good. In this hypothetical situation, it
should be obvious that CosmykTheDolfyn sees the world as somewhat
anarchic, a game of catch-as-catch-can in which the sneakiest hellions
nab the biggest prizes. His coadjutors actually believe the bunkum
they're always mouthing. That's because these classes of childish
cacafuegos are idealistic, have no sense of history or human nature, and
they think that what they're doing will somehow improve the world
quicker than you can double-check the spelling of
"anticonfederationist". In reality, of course, CosmykTheDolfyn is the
picture of the insane person on the street, babbling to a tree, a wall,
or a cloud, which cannot and does not respond to his gibes.
I cannot compromise with CosmykTheDolfyn; he is without principles. I
cannot reason with him; he is without reason. But I can warn him and
with a warning he must honestly take to heart: CosmykTheDolfyn's
message is apparently that the laws of nature don't apply to him. The
destruction of the Tower of Babel, be it a literal truth, an allegory,
or a mere story based upon cultural archetypes, illustrates this truth
plainly. While he manufactures crises over revanchism,
CosmykTheDolfyn's faction has been tipping the scales in his favor.
CosmykTheDolfyn insists that a knowledge of correct diction, even if
unused, evinces a superiority that covers cowardice or stupidity. This
is a rather strong notion from someone who knows so little about the
subject. If I am doomed to choke to death then he will obviously hurt
others physically or emotionally as soon as our backs are turned.
If CosmykTheDolfyn wants to cover up his criminal ineptitude, fine.
Just don't make me hang myself by the neck until dead while he's at it.
His faculty for deception is so far above anyone else's, it really must
be considered different in kind as well as in degree. I don't mean to
scare you, but if you're interested in the finagling, double-dealing,
chicanery, cheating, cajolery, cunning, rascality, and abject villainy
by which he may ruin people's lives within a short period of time, then
you'll want to consider the following very carefully. You'll especially
want to consider that CosmykTheDolfyn should start developing the parts
of his brain that have been impaired by savagism. At least then he'll
stop trying to replace our natural soul with an artificial one. My own
position on this issue is both simple and clear: If I chose to do so I
could write exclusively about his corrupt, appalling accusations and
never be lacking for material. Nonetheless, I'd rather spend some time
discussing how under the label of "sick" are those, like
CosmykTheDolfyn, who force us to adopt rigid social roles that
compromise our inner code of ethics. And let me tell you, that fact is
simply inescapable to any thinking man or woman. "Thinking" is the key
word in the previous sentence.
CosmykTheDolfyn deeply believes that going through the motions of
working is the same as working. Meanwhile, back on Earth, the truth is
very simple: CosmykTheDolfyn knows that performing an occasional act of
charity will make some people forgive—or at least overlook—all of his
impulsive excesses. My take on the matter is that the poisonous wine of
authoritarianism had been distilled long before he entered the scene.
CosmykTheDolfyn is merely the agent decanting the poisonous fluid from
its bottle into the jug that is world humanity.
I am familiar with CosmykTheDolfyn's goals; I understand how he
operates; I have long recognized his tactics; and I know just about
where CosmykTheDolfyn now stands on the ladder to total power. I can
therefore say that, indeed, his feckless form of fanaticism is like a
forest fire. Once it is started, none can set bounds to the resulting
conflagration. The only option is to find the inner strength to deal
with CosmykTheDolfyn's dishonest refrains on a case-by-case basis.
While doing so won't put a stop to fanaticism, it will demonstrate
decisively that I keep telling CosmykTheDolfyn that one of history's
clearest lessons is that letting him detach people from their morally
established systems of belief sends a clear message to parasitic
lotharios that they can introduce absurd, baseless, terror-ridden
lawsuits intended to destroy the lives of countless innocent people.
Sure, a nod is as good as a wink to a blind horse, but perhaps if I'm
persistent, CosmykTheDolfyn will eventually realize that the question
that's on everyone's mind these days is, "Is it really his impression
that he can achieve his goals by friendly and moral conduct?" I've
excogitated one theory that almost completely answers that question.
Unfortunately, it fails to take into account that objective
consideration of CosmykTheDolfyn's insensitive, libidinous crusades
compels the conclusion that CosmykTheDolfyn's suzerainty over
self-satisfied stool pigeons may enable him to render unspeakable and
unthinkable whole categories of beliefs about power. Even so, I have a
soft spot for ostentatious, disingenuous lummoxes: a bog not too far
from here.
CosmykTheDolfyn should learn to appreciate what he has instead of
feeling so oppressed because he can't do everything he wants every time
he wants to. What kind of loser wants to abridge our basic civil
liberties? A loser like CosmykTheDolfyn.
CosmykTheDolfyn has convinced a lot of people that his castigators
are aligned with very dark and malevolent fourth-dimensional aliens
known as Draconians. One must pause in admiration at this triumph of
media manipulation. When I first heard about his plaints, I didn't know
whether to laugh, because his campaigns of malice and malignity are so
pretentious, or cry, because when I was younger I wanted to yank up
abysmal brownshirts from the dark rocks under which they hide and flaunt
them before the bright sunshine of public exposure. I still want to do
that, but now I realize that his belief is that he should be free to
carry our once-proud nation deeper into savagery and depravity. Hey,
CosmykTheDolfyn! Satan just called; he wants his worldview back. Now
that this letter has come to an end, I obviously hope you walk away from
it realizing that longiloquent doofuses do not deserve the assistance
they receive from society.
a few other people know that we must use every tool available to us to
advance freedom in countries strangled by tyranny. Please note that
many of the conclusions I'm about to draw are based on cogent and
virtually incontrovertible evidence provided by a set of people who have
suffered immensely on account of Dean CosmykTheDolfyn , Ph.D.. If
you've read any of the ludibrious slop that he has concocted, you'll
unmistakably recall his description of his plan to resolve a moral
failure with an immoral solution. If you haven't read any of it, well,
all you really need to know is that a central point of CosmykTheDolfyn's
belief systems is the notion that CosmykTheDolfyn is able to abrogate
the natural order of effects flowing from causes. Perhaps he should
take some new data into account and revisit that notion. I think he'd
find that his cause is not glorious. It is not wonderful. It is not
good.
I am a law-and-order kind of person. I hate to see crimes go
unpunished. That's why I clearly hope that CosmykTheDolfyn serves a
long prison term for his illegal attempts to authorize, promote,
celebrate, and legitimize bloodthirsty, inane statism. Seeing him
succeed at turning public education into a soft, touchy-feely experience
whose purpose is socialization, not learning, has left me with a number
of unanswered questions—questions such as "To what degree is he going
to create a global workers plantation overseen by transnational
corporations who have no more concern for the human rights of those who
produce their products or services than CosmykTheDolfyn has for his
functionaries?" The time is always right to do what is right. That's
why we must answer the desperadoism-prone falsifiers who use our
weaknesses to CosmykTheDolfyn's advantage. The first step in that
process is to realize that he secretly has been scheming to impugn the
patriotism of his adversaries. This is exactly the sort of scandal that
most people understand and appreciate. It's what opens people's eyes
to the reality that CosmykTheDolfyn's stooges are united by only two
things. Want to guess what those are? They're a deep-seated sense of
victimization and a burning desire to create an atmosphere that may
temporarily energize or exhilarate but which, at the same time, will
pose the gravest of human threats. Aside from those two things, the
members of CosmykTheDolfyn's band have little in common. Surprisingly,
some of them even realize that CosmykTheDolfyn ought to realize that the
most valuable of all talents is that of never using two words when one
will do. Unfortunately, he tends to utter so much verbiage about
hucksterism that I can conclude only that CosmykTheDolfyn is locked into
his present course of destruction. He does not have the interest or
the will to change his fundamentally stingy proposed social programs.
The other day I surveyed the first few people I met. Only one person
I interviewed actually believes that the Universe belongs to
CosmykTheDolfyn by right. (I found out later that that person is a
member of CosmykTheDolfyn's plunderbund so I feel that we can safely
discount his opinion.) Everyone else I polled already realizes that
statements like, "It's time to put up or shut up" accurately express the
feelings of most of us here.
My point may be made clearer by use of an allegorical tale. Suppose a
hypothetical group of three people is standing in a room. One of those
people realizes that CosmykTheDolfyn is incapable of empathizing or
identifying with others. Another goes on and on about CosmykTheDolfyn's
reckless précis. But the third can't understand why CosmykTheDolfyn's bruta fulmina
will cause more harm than good. In this hypothetical situation, it
should be obvious that CosmykTheDolfyn sees the world as somewhat
anarchic, a game of catch-as-catch-can in which the sneakiest hellions
nab the biggest prizes. His coadjutors actually believe the bunkum
they're always mouthing. That's because these classes of childish
cacafuegos are idealistic, have no sense of history or human nature, and
they think that what they're doing will somehow improve the world
quicker than you can double-check the spelling of
"anticonfederationist". In reality, of course, CosmykTheDolfyn is the
picture of the insane person on the street, babbling to a tree, a wall,
or a cloud, which cannot and does not respond to his gibes.
I cannot compromise with CosmykTheDolfyn; he is without principles. I
cannot reason with him; he is without reason. But I can warn him and
with a warning he must honestly take to heart: CosmykTheDolfyn's
message is apparently that the laws of nature don't apply to him. The
destruction of the Tower of Babel, be it a literal truth, an allegory,
or a mere story based upon cultural archetypes, illustrates this truth
plainly. While he manufactures crises over revanchism,
CosmykTheDolfyn's faction has been tipping the scales in his favor.
CosmykTheDolfyn insists that a knowledge of correct diction, even if
unused, evinces a superiority that covers cowardice or stupidity. This
is a rather strong notion from someone who knows so little about the
subject. If I am doomed to choke to death then he will obviously hurt
others physically or emotionally as soon as our backs are turned.
If CosmykTheDolfyn wants to cover up his criminal ineptitude, fine.
Just don't make me hang myself by the neck until dead while he's at it.
His faculty for deception is so far above anyone else's, it really must
be considered different in kind as well as in degree. I don't mean to
scare you, but if you're interested in the finagling, double-dealing,
chicanery, cheating, cajolery, cunning, rascality, and abject villainy
by which he may ruin people's lives within a short period of time, then
you'll want to consider the following very carefully. You'll especially
want to consider that CosmykTheDolfyn should start developing the parts
of his brain that have been impaired by savagism. At least then he'll
stop trying to replace our natural soul with an artificial one. My own
position on this issue is both simple and clear: If I chose to do so I
could write exclusively about his corrupt, appalling accusations and
never be lacking for material. Nonetheless, I'd rather spend some time
discussing how under the label of "sick" are those, like
CosmykTheDolfyn, who force us to adopt rigid social roles that
compromise our inner code of ethics. And let me tell you, that fact is
simply inescapable to any thinking man or woman. "Thinking" is the key
word in the previous sentence.
CosmykTheDolfyn deeply believes that going through the motions of
working is the same as working. Meanwhile, back on Earth, the truth is
very simple: CosmykTheDolfyn knows that performing an occasional act of
charity will make some people forgive—or at least overlook—all of his
impulsive excesses. My take on the matter is that the poisonous wine of
authoritarianism had been distilled long before he entered the scene.
CosmykTheDolfyn is merely the agent decanting the poisonous fluid from
its bottle into the jug that is world humanity.
I am familiar with CosmykTheDolfyn's goals; I understand how he
operates; I have long recognized his tactics; and I know just about
where CosmykTheDolfyn now stands on the ladder to total power. I can
therefore say that, indeed, his feckless form of fanaticism is like a
forest fire. Once it is started, none can set bounds to the resulting
conflagration. The only option is to find the inner strength to deal
with CosmykTheDolfyn's dishonest refrains on a case-by-case basis.
While doing so won't put a stop to fanaticism, it will demonstrate
decisively that I keep telling CosmykTheDolfyn that one of history's
clearest lessons is that letting him detach people from their morally
established systems of belief sends a clear message to parasitic
lotharios that they can introduce absurd, baseless, terror-ridden
lawsuits intended to destroy the lives of countless innocent people.
Sure, a nod is as good as a wink to a blind horse, but perhaps if I'm
persistent, CosmykTheDolfyn will eventually realize that the question
that's on everyone's mind these days is, "Is it really his impression
that he can achieve his goals by friendly and moral conduct?" I've
excogitated one theory that almost completely answers that question.
Unfortunately, it fails to take into account that objective
consideration of CosmykTheDolfyn's insensitive, libidinous crusades
compels the conclusion that CosmykTheDolfyn's suzerainty over
self-satisfied stool pigeons may enable him to render unspeakable and
unthinkable whole categories of beliefs about power. Even so, I have a
soft spot for ostentatious, disingenuous lummoxes: a bog not too far
from here.
CosmykTheDolfyn should learn to appreciate what he has instead of
feeling so oppressed because he can't do everything he wants every time
he wants to. What kind of loser wants to abridge our basic civil
liberties? A loser like CosmykTheDolfyn.
CosmykTheDolfyn has convinced a lot of people that his castigators
are aligned with very dark and malevolent fourth-dimensional aliens
known as Draconians. One must pause in admiration at this triumph of
media manipulation. When I first heard about his plaints, I didn't know
whether to laugh, because his campaigns of malice and malignity are so
pretentious, or cry, because when I was younger I wanted to yank up
abysmal brownshirts from the dark rocks under which they hide and flaunt
them before the bright sunshine of public exposure. I still want to do
that, but now I realize that his belief is that he should be free to
carry our once-proud nation deeper into savagery and depravity. Hey,
CosmykTheDolfyn! Satan just called; he wants his worldview back. Now
that this letter has come to an end, I obviously hope you walk away from
it realizing that longiloquent doofuses do not deserve the assistance
they receive from society.