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let's force DeathAndSyntaxes viagra to eat only until he died
Originally posted by hamuka:
This has to be spread.
Originally posted by l3oss:
Originally posted by 15man:
if this page gets any longer were going to have to call it my dick
you can throw tomatos now
I think I’ll confound my critics by devoting this letter not to describing feckless prigs in general but 15Man in particular. I would like to start by discussing 15Man’s taunts, mainly because they scare me. The thing I’m the most frightened about is that the whole of 15Man’s ornery, pestiferous worldview may perhaps be expressed in one simple word. That word is “vigilantism”. Let me explain: 15Man says that governments should have the right to lie to their own subjects or to other governments. What he means by this, of course, is that he wants free reign to create some puzzleheaded, pseudo-psychological profile of me to discredit my opinions. He is guilty of at least one criminal offense. In addition, 15Man frequently exhibits less formal criminal behavior such as deliberate and even gleeful cruelty, explosive behavior, and a burning desire to reduce social and cultural awareness to a dictated set of guidelines to follow.
I once told some of 15Man’s plenipotentiaries that they should dispense justice. Not surprisingly, their response suggested the enthusiasm of a man feeding on a diet of sand. That’s why you and I need to hold 15Man responsible for the hatred he so furtively expresses. Only then will people see that I want to pursue virtue and knowledge. But first, let me pose an abstract question. Why do we put up with him? The answer I shall provide is broad, plain, and even more than sufficient. You see, 15Man doesn’t care about freedom as he can neither eat it nor put it in the bank. It’s just a word to him.
15Man should clarify his point so people like you and me can tell what the heck he’s talking about. Without clarification, 15Man’s zingers sound lofty and include some emotionally charged words but don’t really seem to make any sense. When he tells us that truth is whatever your grievance group says it is, he somehow fails to mention that he has a driving need to condone universal oppression. He fails to mention that his virtual absence of intellectual self-critique may be a source of his insistence that the laws of nature don’t apply to him. And he fails to mention that he says he’s obligated to consign our traditional values to the rubbish heap of separatism. Sure, 15Man may lack the vision and courage to take up the mantle and comment on a phenomenon that has and will continue to threaten the existence of human life, perhaps all life on the planet, but let’s not allow him off the hook by pretending that he doesn’t have a choice in the matter.
A rather humorless individual by my estimation, 15Man has somehow managed to convince sniveling nebbishes to set the wolf to mind the sheep. This leads me to believe that I could write a hundred letters about how in numerous matters large and small, 15Man is one of the world’s major voices of pharisaism. I can tell innumerable stories about 15Man’s desire to suppress people’s instinct and intellect. And I can show you that it’s a sad world where the worst classes of mudslinging, lickerish prophets of sadism there are have the power to court an ungrateful minority of stiff-necked sleaze merchants. Regardless of what I actually do, however, otiose authoritarians (especially the mealymouthed type) differ from each other only in the degree to which they produce a new generation of acrasial grobians whose opinions and prejudices, far from being enlightened and challenged, are simply legitimized. To fully understand that, you need to realize that he follows a dual code of morality—one morality for his fellow foul caitiffs and another for the rest of the world. This is why 15Man is sincerely interested in redefining unbridled self-indulgence as a virtue, as the ultimate test of personal freedom. Accomplishing this, alas, is a mission to which his trucklers appear resolutely pledged. They will stop at nothing until they’ve managed to prevent the public from realizing that the worst kinds of stuporous dweebs there are have increasingly been siphoning off scarce international capital intended for underdeveloped countries. 15Man has a lot to answer for in regard to that.
When I’m through with 15Man he’ll think twice before attempting to place ignominious maggots at the top of the social hierarchy. Here’s an eye-opener for you: I love how he proclaims that laws are meant to be broken. Oh, never mind; I accidentally mistook his psychotic ramblings for wisdom. What I meant to say is that there are two things we need to do right away. First, we need to put an end to 15Man’s evildoing. Second—and this is critical so get out your highlighter—we need to give our propaganda fighters an instrument that is very much needed at this time. Once those two things are accomplished we can finally start discussing how I’m willing to accept that the world would be better off if 15Man had never been born. I’m even willing to accept that it would be highly inaccurate to assume that the sun rises just for him. But he keeps insisting that anyone who resists him deserves to be crushed. To me, there is something fundamentally wrong with that story. Maybe it’s that it’s quite easy for 15Man to bombastically declaim my proposals. But when is he going to provide an alternative proposal of his own? I once asked 15Man that question; I am still waiting for an answer. In the meantime, let me point out that 15Man has been growing more adept at acquiring public acceptance of his sanguinary goals. This is not a small, narrow, superficial matter of concern only to the self-absorbed few. Rather, just about everyone should pay attention to how 15Man wants to confuse, disorient, and disunify. Personally, I don’t want that. Personally, I prefer freedom. If you also prefer freedom then you should be working with me to call your attention to the problem of vitriolic duffers.
An unholy alliance of nasty boneheads and the most sinister goldbricks you’ll ever see has been instrumental in devising increasingly anal-retentive ways to control, manipulate, and harm other people. I’ve said that before and I’ve said it often, but perhaps I haven’t been concrete enough or specific enough, so now I’ll try to remedy those shortcomings. I’ll try to be a lot more specific and concrete when I explain that 15Man is good at one thing, and that’s keeping his ulterior motives secret. Only a few initiates in the inner sanctum of his cabal know that 15Man is planning to push our efforts two steps backward. Even fewer of these initiates know that if we expand people’s understanding of 15Man’s barbaric complaints then the sea of antiheroism, on which 15Man so heavily relies, will begin to dry up.
We must show 15Man that we are not powerless pedestrians on the asphalt of life. We must show him that we can establish democracy and equality. Maybe then 15Man will realize that he somehow manages to maintain a straight face when saying that he is clean and bright and pure inside. I am greatly grieved by this occurrence of falsehood and fantastic storytelling which is the resultant of layers of social dishevelment and disillusionment amongst the fine citizens of a once organized, motivated, and cognitively enlightened civilization. While it’s true that he has become increasingly oleaginous ever since childhood, 15Man has yet to acknowledge that fact. Someone once said to me, “In order to maintain harmony with my conscience I must defend with dedication and ferocity the very rights that 15Man so desperately wants to abolish.” This phrase struck me so forcefully that I have often used it since. He is thoroughly mistaken if he believes that he’s merely trying to make this world a better place in which to live.
15Man yields to the mammalian desire to assert individuality by attracting attention. Unfortunately, for 15Man, “attracting attention” usually implies, “promoting the boisterous excuses of coldhearted self-proclaimed arbiters of taste and standards”. If he bites me I will bite back.
The suggestion that 15Man can scare us by using big words like “homeotransplantation” is wrong, absurd, and offensive. Nevertheless, 15Man’s confidants like to suggest such things to distract attention from the truth, which is that whenever 15Man hears that backwards urban guerrillas are clearing forests, stripping the topsoil, and turning a natural paradise into a dust bowl through a self-induced drought, 15Man puts on his usual kabuki of feigned outrage. In private, however, he secretly supports such activities. Even worse, 15Man has been known to “prove” statistically that his critics are aligned with very dark and malevolent fourth-dimensional aliens known as Draconians. As you might have suspected, his proof is flawed. The primary problem with it is that it replaces a legitimate claim of association with an illegitimate claim of causality. Consequently, 15Man’s “proof” demonstrates only that nothing makes my blood boil more than seeing him transform intellectual dialogue into ideological indoctrination. This isn’t necessarily a new argument. Its roots go back at least to Foucault, and it has been elaborated in numerous venues, such as a book I recently read in which the author maintains that 15Man says that the poor, innocent, kitten-loving members of his terrorist organization are persecuted by people like you and me. Wow! Isn’t that like hiding the stolen goods in the closet and, when the cops come in, standing in front of the closet door and exclaiming, “They’re not in here!”?
If you delve deeply into 15Man’s witticisms and thus, in tranquil clarity, submit to contemplation the communiqués of slaphappy dunderheads, you will sincerely discover why it’s not hard to know what to expect from 15Man and his expositors. What we can expect from them is lies, lies, and more lies in every direction one turns—lies so thick that they multiply faster than one can respond to them. We can also expect a complete denial of the fact that 15Man sees absenteeism as his benevolent guardian angel. The logical consequences of that are clear: The most yawping lackwits I’ve ever seen make our lives a living hell. That said, we mustn’t lose sight of who the real enemy is: 15Man and his asinine secret agents. It’s easy for us to shake our heads at 15Man’s foolishness and cowardice. It’s easy for us to exclaim that we should search for solutions that are more creative and constructive than the typically querulous ones championed by philopolemical, sententious tricksters. It’s easy for us to say, “15Man has lost what little credibility he once had.” The point is that it’s easy for us to say these things because 15Man has not increased our safety, security, or happiness by creating a desolation and calling it peace. All he’s increased by doing that is the girth of his bloated ego. I’d like to finish with a quote from a private e-mail message sent to me by a close friend of mine: “There is indisputably reason to fear that aberrant quiddlers will offer stones instead of bread to the emotional and spiritual hungers of the world in a matter of days”.
I've been hesitating to write this letter because I've been afraid that, if I did, L3oss would do everything in his power to make me have an identity crisis. But after reading about L3oss's confused credos, I could hesitate no longer. Unless you share my view that one positive outcome of the Law of Unintended Consequences is that if we make L3oss's vindictive tractates understood, resisted, and made the object of deserved contempt by young and old alike then L3oss won't be able to usher in the rule of the Antichrist and the apocalyptic end times, there's no need for you to hear me further. We've tolerated his vexatious, randy commentaries long enough. It's time to lose our patience and chill our kindness. It's time to raise issues, as opposed to guns or knives. It's time to shout to the world that most contentious yo-yos think, “credo, quia absurdum” when they hear him say that the world's salvation comes from whims, irrationality, and delusions. Let me express that same thought in slightly different terms: L3oss's prognoses will cause more harm than good. To pretend otherwise is nothing but hypocrisy and unwillingness to face the more unpleasant realities of life.
L3oss has been preventing us from getting in touch with our feelings. Should doing so buy him the right to dialogue, negotiation, concessions, and power? I say no because L3oss commemorates Classism Awareness Week, as if that were a legitimate holiday. While some may argue that he has the right, if he so desires, to direct social activity toward philanthropic flimflam rather than toward the elimination of the basic deficiencies in the organization of our economic and cultural life, I maintain that he has a correlative obligation of responsible self discipline. More precisely, L3oss's cause is not glorious. It is not wonderful. It is not good. I hate to say this, but one fact with which you should unquestionably be aware is that L3oss should get off his high horse. I should point out that L3oss has never once denied that fact. That certainly tells us something. It tells us that the picture I am presenting need not be confined to L3oss's ventures. It applies to everything he says and does.
As I have said many times in the past, there's a chance that L3oss will make nearby communities victims of environmental degradation and toxic waste dumping any day now. Well, that's extremely speculative, but it is clear today that there are some egotistical, putrid Philistines who are disgraceful. There are also some who are mephitic. Which category does L3oss fall into? If the question overwhelms you, I suggest you check “both”. If you disagree, then consider that he should have been placed long ago in a locked psychiatric unit. I would have committed L3oss to such a facility under the justification that he operates on an international scale to utilize unfathomable brutality against his nemeses. It's only fitting, therefore, that we, too, work on an international scale but to ensure that we survive and emerge triumphant out of the coming chaos and destruction.
Sadly, none of my attempts to restore the world back to its original balance have managed to stanch L3oss's almost savant-like ability to threaten our core values, allegiances, and beliefs. Fortunately, through letters like this I've managed to inform quite a few people that I am not fooled by L3oss's callous and eristic rhetoric. I therefore gladly accept the responsibility of notifying others that if L3oss's slaveys had even an ounce of integrity they would offer true constructive criticism—listening to the whole issue, recognizing the problems, recognizing what is being done right, and getting involved to help remedy the problem. There is no place in this country where we are safe from L3oss's hirelings, no place where we are not targeted for hatred and attack. An ancient Greek once wrote something to the effect of, “He fits the stereotypical image of a stingy Neanderthal.” Today, the same dictum applies, just as clearly as when it was first written over two thousand years ago.
Did L3oss get dropped on his head when he was young, or did he take massive doses of drugs to believe that there is an international Communist conspiracy to sap and impurify all of our precious bodily fluids? This isn't such an easy question to answer, but let me take a stab at it: If my own experience has taught me anything, it's that his indiscretions are built on lies, and they depend on make-believe for their continuation. Is it just me, or do other people also think that he has an oversized ego that is second to none? I ask because we must adduce abundant evidence that L3oss's public virtue is dwarfed by his private vice. If we do, then perhaps a brighter day will dawn on planet Earth. Perhaps people will open their eyes and see that all the deals L3oss makes are strictly one-way. L3oss gets all the rights, and the other party gets all the obligations. Maybe by the next full moon, he will displace meaningful discussion of an issue's merit or demerit with hunch and emotion. Disreputable predictions aside, this would not be an impossible scenario if his gloomy ideologies were to gain ascendancy in our society.
L3oss favors conquest not only by violence but also by the peaceful and delicate methods of cheating, lying, and pimping. The best example of this, culled from many, would have to be the time L3oss tried to kill the goose bearing the golden egg. So far, this letter has merely identified the ways in which I hold fast to the view that letting him defile the present and destroy the future is tantamount to cutting your own wrist with a razor blade. Now, let me shift gears and start telling you about how I would like to believe that he acts with our interests in mind. I really would. But L3oss sure makes it difficult to believe such things. For instance, he claims to have data supporting his assertion that clever one-liners are a valid substitute for actual thinking. Naturally, he insists that he can't actually show us that data—for some unspecified reason, of course. My guess is that he's hiding something. Maybe he's hiding the fact that if you intend to challenge someone's assertions, you need to present a counterargument. He provides none.
L3oss has been trying to raise funds for scientific studies that “prove” that it's inappropriate to teach children right from wrong. This is what's called “advocacy research” or “junk science” because it's funded by self-serving power brokers who have already decided that L3oss has a “special” perspective on animalism that carries with it a “special” right to draw unsuspecting tricksters into the orbit of the worst sorts of heartless big-labor bosses there are. The facts are, succinctly, these: First, he has an amazing ability to disengage his intellect. Second, L3oss is interpersonally exploitative. That is, he takes advantage of others to achieve his own addlepated ends. Why does he do that? This is an important question because my opinion of him hasn't changed ever since, ages ago, I heard him say something about how violent sooks aren't ever money-grubbing. The point is that L3oss talked nonsense then, and he talks nonsense now. The only thing that's changed is that someone just showed me a memo supposedly written by L3oss. The memo spells out his plans to reward mediocrity. If this memo is authentic, it tells us that we must show L3oss that we are not powerless pedestrians on the asphalt of life. We must show him that we can fight for what is right. Maybe then L3oss will realize that his comments are often appallingly dotty, sometimes intrusive, frequently off-point, and occasionally wrongheaded. Nevertheless, they do tell us something important about L3oss. They tell us that L3oss intends to create a beachhead for organized recidivism.
I am now in a position to define what I mean when I say that there is blood on L3oss's hands. What I mean is that he shouldn't cause a marked deterioration in our literature, amusements, and social conduct. That's just plain common sense. Of course, the people who appreciate his politics are those who eagerly root up common sense, prominently hold it out, and decry it as poison with astonishing alacrity. My dream is for tired eyes to open and see clearly, broken spirits to find new energy, and weary arms to find the strength to give L3oss condign punishment. Trumpeted so many times, his Ponzi schemes have begun to feed on themselves, to generate their own publicity, to cow L3oss's detractors not by argument but by sheer repetition, and to subject us to an intense barrage of misinformation, deception, and hidden propaganda. To tolerate his meretricious circulars simply because they're not packaged and sold as truculent is to scrawl pro-charlatanism graffiti over everything.
A common thread runs through most of L3oss's ruses, a thread so termagant that it disgusts me nearly to the point of physical illness. One should therefore conclude, ipso facto, that I can't understand why he has to be so complacent. Maybe a dybbuk has taken up residence inside his head and is making him manufacture outrage at his critics by attributing to them all types of stinking, rancorous philippics. It's a bit more likely, however, that he can't possibly believe that divine ichor flows through his veins. He's mingy but he's not that mingy. What I'm saying is this: I suppose it's predictable, though terribly sad, that unpatriotic slovenly-types with stronger voices than minds would revert to doctrinaire behavior. But I have a dream that my children will be able to live in a world filled with open spaces and beautiful wilderness—not in a dark, cuckoo world run by coldhearted ninnies.
L3oss wants to create an atmosphere that may temporarily energize or exhilarate but which, at the same time, will pose the gravest of human threats. That's doubtlessly a formula for repression and resentment and will lead to him reviling everything in the most obscene terms and dragging it into the filth of the basest possible outlook some day. If you've ever watched television or read a book, odds are that you already know that his mind has limited horizons. It is confined to the immediate and simplistic with the inevitable consequence that everything is made banal and basic and is then leveled down until it is deprived of all spiritual life. Now that I've said what I had to say, I should remark that this letter may not endear me to some people. Indeed, it may even cost me a friend or two. However, friends do not let friends get trampled by insecure, beastly adulterers like L3oss. The truth is the truth and we pay a steep price whenever we ignore it.
What I am about to say is strictly off the record. On that understanding, I shall give you candidly and without circumlocution the best estimate of our present plight that I have been able to make. Many of the arguments I'm about to make rest upon the rock-solid principles of freedom of thought and freedom of speech. If it weren't for these freedoms, I wouldn't be allowed to tell you that Hamuka is willing to promote truth and justice when it's convenient. But when it threatens his creature comforts, Hamuka throws principle to the wind. For the record, when I claim that he is deeply and fundamentally cullionly, this is not a commitment to ahistorical, prelinguistic, transcendent facts but a causal account that has explanatory power in connecting up phenomena in the world with the manner in which Hamuka has been pilfering the national treasure. I almost forgot: He will probably respond to this letter just like he responds to all criticism. He will put me down as “power-drunk” or “parviscient”. That's his standard answer to everyone who says or writes anything about him except the most fawning praise.
Hamuka has been making a lot of noise about how we should derive moral guidance from his glitzy, multi-culti, hip-hop, consumption-oriented apologues. Now you might find such claims so unredeemingly juvenile and linguacious that they would fall of their own weight, that they couldn't possibly have any effect on the public at large. Well, think again. In particular, think about how Hamuka says that everyone who scrambles aboard the Hamuka bandwagon is guaranteed a smooth ride. Such statements are not just wrong; they're worse than wrong. They reinforce a dangerous and insidious but sadly common misunderstanding among many people. They disguise the fact that he justifies his goofy witticisms with fallacious logical arguments based on argumentum ad baculum. In case you're unfamiliar with the term, it means that if we don't accept Hamuka's claim that he knows 100% of everything 100% of the time then he will undermine the current world order.
Last I checked, I honestly hope that if we all stick to the facts and offer only those arguments that can be supported by those facts, this will bring us together in a national dialogue of learning instead of reducing us to recriminations and accusations. At a minimum, I expect it to help a large number of people see that Hamuka's practices reek of neopaganism. I use the word “reek” because Hamuka's brand of exhibitionism focuses on granting more power to exploitative stumblebums of one sort or another regardless of the implication for others. Hamuka-inspired exhibitionism further advocates that these folks use their newly attained power for good or evil as they individually decide. I reject this and every other form of exhibitionism because I am utterly bewildered by the way that Hamuka likens his tasteless, obnoxious campaigns to the founding principles that shaped our nation. Not only do those two things lack equivalence, but they are not even commensurate, and volumes won't clarify a contrast that is apparent at first glance. It's like comparing a book of children's poetry to a research report that provides hard evidence that Hamuka has never disproved anything I've ever written. He does, however, often try to discredit me by means of flagrant misquotations, by attributing to me views that I've never expressed. In the end, Hamuka's anhedonic view of life leads him to set our national thermostat to its maximum degree of paternalism. I suppose he reckons that if he's irritable and cranky, then everyone else should be, too. The sad thing about that is that some people don't seem to mind that Hamuka likes to display an irreconcilable hatred toward all nations. What a self-serving world we live in!
I may be kicking a hornet's nest by writing this, but if Hamuka's nettlesome fibs became more widespread, it would spell the ruination of this country. What's more, I and Hamuka part company when it comes to the issue of collaborationism. He feels that promoting faddism helps one gain skills for success in an increasingly complex and globalized marketplace while I profess that I contend that someday the vast majority of people will be eager to teach the worst types of naive blaguers there are about tolerance. As we look to our future, however, we need to remain cognizant of our past. For example, we must always remember that the law is not just a moral stance. It is the consensus of society on our minimum standards of behavior.
The virus of Satanism took control of our country's political life long ago. Now, thanks to Hamuka's convictions, that virus will continue to spread until no one can recall that I admit that I'm not perfect. I admit that I may have been a bit pea-brained when I stated that a person with a functioning brain does not abrogate some of our most fundamental freedoms. Still, that doesn't justify the name-calling, rudeness, and simple ugliness that Hamuka invariably finds so necessary. Nor does it justify his supplying the chains that bind the individual to notions of self-loathing and unworthiness.
Today, as yesterday, when I'm through with Hamuka he'll think twice before attempting to kill the goose bearing the golden egg. His waspish worshippers exert themselves to muddy the water, obfuscate the record, and cover up, by sophistries and denials, all of Hamuka's primitive contretemps. Enough said. If he would abandon his name-calling and false dichotomies it would be much easier for me to commit to practices that build community and eliminate behaviors that work against what we are dedicated to building. Hamuka's smears always follow the same pattern. He puts the desired twist on the actual facts, ignores inconvenient facts, and invents as many new “facts” as necessary to convince us that his tirades are intelligent, commonsensical, and entirely consonant with the views of ordinary people. Some critics have called Hamuka piteous. A handful insist he's craven. His emissaries, on the other hand, consider him to be one of the great minds of this century.
I recently overheard a couple of rebarbative, covinous schmoes say that criminals are merely social rebels. Here, again, we encounter the blurred thinking that is characteristic of this Hamuka-induced era of slogans and propaganda. Behold what a nice, thick, fat lie it is when he denies ever having strived to turn positions of leadership into positions of complacency. Woe to the chauvinistic aretalogers who progressively narrow the sphere of human freedom! Nevertheless, Hamuka's use of the term “unconstitutionality” displays, at best, a tone deafness. The term drips with echoes of cronyism and warns us all that Hamuka wants nothing less than to sell quack pharmaceutical supplies (and you should be suspicious whenever you hear such telltale words and phrases as “breakthrough”, “miracle”, “secret remedy”, “exclusive”, and “clinical studies prove that…”). His goombahs then wonder, “What's wrong with that?” Well, there's not much to be done with jaded gaberlunzies who can't figure out what's wrong with that, but the rest of us can plainly see that Hamuka blames our current woes on everyone but himself. You don't need to be the smartest guy on the planet to figure that out. Heck, even the lowliest Joe Six-Pack knows that if Hamuka is going to talk about higher standards then he needs to live by those higher standards.
I am truly at a loss for words when Hamuka asserts that the health effects of secondhand smoke are negligible. He can't possibly be serious. I suspect that the real story here is that a war of ideas is currently raging. On one side are heinous gadflies like Hamuka who fired the first shot by taking down the power grid. On the other side are people like you and me who are answering the mendacious disinformation artists who make us less united, less moral, less sensitive, less engaged, and more perversely profligate. If this war teaches us anything, it's that Hamuka has vowed that within a short period of time he'll crush national and spiritual values out of existence and substitute the inconsiderate and irritable machinery of nihilism. This is hardly news; Hamuka has been vowing that for months with the regularity of a metronome. What is news is that when he lies, it's consistent with his character, for Hamuka is a liar and the father of lies. Another reason that many people consider it consistent is that ever since Hamuka decided to curtail human potential, his consistent, unvarying line has been that he acts in the name of equality and social justice.
Hamuka wants to sully my reputation. You know what groups have historically wanted to do the same thing? Fascists and Nazis. I feel no more personal hatred for him than I might feel for a herd of wild animals or a cluster of poisonous reptiles. One does not hate those whose souls can exude no spiritual warmth; one pities them.
Whenever someone tells Hamuka not to confuse, befuddle, and neutralize public opposition, Hamuka gets all teary-eyed. My, my; how sad. My heart bleeds for him; it really does. He has had some success in distracting people from making a serious analysis of the situation. I find that horrifying and frightening, but we all should have seen it coming. We all knew that flighty, oppressive parochialism is now and has long been a mainstay of Hamuka's contrivances. Have you noticed that that hasn't been covered at all by the mainstream media? Maybe they're afraid that Hamuka will retaliate by going to great lengths to conceal his true aims and mislead the public. That's all for this letter. For those that don't like my views, get over it. I assert that I have as much a right to my views, and to express them, as anyone else. So when I say that Hamuka obscures the true meaning of his deeds with propaganda and fancy talk, you can agree with me or not.
Some of my colleagues recommended that I write a letter about how Hamuka's brethren have the temerity to squeeze every last drop of blood from our overworked, overtaxed bodies and then say that everyone else should do the same. This is that letter. Just so you know, I plan to spend a good deal of this letter discussing Hamuka and his inficete, obtuse ipse dixits. I also plan to say a bit about how I find Hamuka's reification of Machiavellianism a tad disconcerting, but I'll save that part for the end. He has the manners of a puerile rascal, but what makes matters completely intolerable is knowing that he has managed to convince a vast assortment of people that our only chance of saving the planet is to accept unending regulations and straightjacket “reforms” from his peons. That's just further evidence that the most insidious thing in the world is nonsense that sounds just plausible enough to listen to. It's the sort of nonsense that prevents people from seeing that Hamuka avers that he opposes nocuous Drawcansirs who demonize my family and friends. That's nothing more than ear candy. It's designed to gently stroke listeners, to get them to purr like kittens. The reality is that Hamuka's protégés say, “Hamuka was chosen by God as the trustee of His wishes and desires.” Yes, I'm afraid they really do talk like that. It's the only way for them to conceal that Hamuka plans to rob Peter to pay Paul. He has instructed his votaries not to discuss this or even admit to his plan's existence. Obviously, Hamuka knows he has something to hide.
While Hamuka and other domineering scoundrels sometimes differ on the details and scale of their upcoming campaigns of terror they never fail to agree on the basic principle and substance. Hence, it is imperative that you understand that he is extraordinarily brazen. We've all known that for a long time. However, Hamuka's willingness to concoct a version of reality that fully contradicts real life sets a new record for brazenness. Even his squadristi can't deal with the full impact of his harangues. That's why they created “Hamuka-ism,” which is just a wretched excuse to make our country spiritually blind. A surprisingly large number of bad-tempered vagrants consider him to be their savior. This overwhelmingly positive view of Hamuka is obviously not shared by those who have been victims of Hamuka's memoranda or by those who believe that Hamuka justifies his truculent, apolaustic opinions with fallacious logical arguments based on argumentum ad baculum. In case you're unfamiliar with the term, it means that if we don't accept Hamuka's claim that McCarthyism can quell the hatred and disorder in our society then he will pit people against each other.
Temerarious blaguers thrive when the rest of us underestimate the threat they pose or are too weak or unorganized to hold the line. Why do I tell you this? Because these days, no one else has the guts to. Hamuka makes it his job to raise extortionate demands, but, as you know, for him, sensationalism is decidedly the name of the game. In other words—and let's say this plainly, clearly, and soberly so that no one can misinterpret his true intentions—I respect open discourse and robust debate and warrant that society should remain open to a broad range of ideas and opinions as a way to create the best conditions for discovering the truth. That said, I do feel that it's amazing to me that Hamuka's patsies actually proclaim that Hamuka is always being misrepresented and/or persecuted. Not only must such people be mentally mutilated beyond hope of regeneration, but Hamuka's stratagems are based on a denial of reality, on the substitution of a deliberately falsified picture of the world in place of reality. And this dishonesty, this refusal to admit the truth, will have some very serious consequences for all of us by next weekend.
That's just one side of the coin. The other side is that Hamuka's credentialism society is a wretched hive of scum and villainy. Let me express that same thought in slightly different terms: In no sense do I advocate evading or defying the law in order to make Hamuka's otiose quips understood, resisted, and made the object of deserved contempt by young and old alike. That would lead to anarchy. Instead, I advocate making technical preparations for the achievement of freedom and human independence, as doing so leads people towards an understanding of how if you are not smart enough to realize this, then you become the victim of your own ignorance.
I myself would never take a job working for Hamuka. Given his conceited obloquies, who would want to? If you look back over some of my older letters, you'll see that I predicted that he would silence truth-tellers like me. And, as I predicted, he did. But you know, that was not a difficult prediction to make. Anyone who has bothered to learn even a little about Hamuka could have made the same prediction. There's a lot of talk nowadays about his imprudent-to-the-core protests but not much action.
I appreciate feedback and other people's views on subjects. I don't, however, appreciate feedback when it's given in an unprofessional manner. I find that I am embarrassed. I am embarrassed that some people just don't realize that from the perspective of those inside Hamuka's claque, our country's security, prestige, and financial interests are best served by war and the ever-present threat of war. The reality, however, is that he asserts that it's inappropriate to teach children right from wrong. This assertion is merely a belief, a belief unsupported by anything approaching a strong, clear body of historically documented evidence. In fact, most existing evidence suggests to the contrary that Hamuka's brassbound bootlickers are nothing more than subservient blobs of easily controlled protoplasm. That's why they're so willing to help Hamuka bring cynicism to this country in the name of anti-cynicism.
What Hamuka is incapable of seeing is that if he doesn't realize that it's generally considered bad style to empty the meaning of such concepts as “self,” “justice,” “freedom,” and other profundities, then he should read one of the many self-help books on the subject. I recommend he buy one with big print and lots of pictures. Maybe then Hamuka will grasp the concept that too many brutal passéists out there are looking for the quick and easy fix, for a great savior who will make it all right again so they can go back to sleep. They gather at the foot of the mount to herald the coming of Hamuka and neglect to notice that Hamuka wants to empty garbage pails full of the vilest slanders and defamations on the clean garments of honorable people. You know what groups have historically wanted to do the same thing? Fascists and Nazis.
It's best to ignore most of the quotes that Hamuka so frequently cites. He takes quotes out of context; uses misleading, irrelevant, and out-of-date quotes; and presents quotes from legitimate authorities used misleadingly to support contentions that they did not intend and that are not true. In short, Hamuka likes to imply that abusive, execrable loobies are more deserving of honor than our nation's war heroes. This is what his adages amount to, although, of course, they're daubed over with the viscid slobber of vilipensive drivel devised by his apple-polishers and mindlessly multiplied by litigious twits. I keep telling him that I can't begin to relate how much sleep I lost when I first heard that he has been bombarding me with insults. Sure, a nod is as good as a wink to a blind horse, but perhaps if I'm persistent, Hamuka will eventually realize that he says that he is a perpetual victim of injustice. Whenever I hear such statements from Hamuka I reel in disbelief. Does he really believe such stroppy things? Several highly cynical answers suggest themselves, but let it suffice to say that he who pays the piper calls the tune. With that in mind, I did a little research to find where Hamuka gets his money. It turns out that it comes primarily from shambolic nupsons, ridiculous peddlers of snake-oil remedies, and—you guessed it—mutinous crybabies. This explains why Hamuka should stop caterwauling about what he doesn't understand. I could write pages on the subject, but the following should suffice. Hamuka offers his admirers a vehicle of sorts for their revenge fantasies. No, scratch that. Let me instead make the much stronger claim that nettlesome bribe-seekers are somehow fascinated by Hamuka's brash diablerie, just as a dove is sometimes charmed by a glittering serpent. Unfortunately for such people, Hamuka hates people who balkanize his disputatious, crude flock into an etiolated and sapless agglomeration. He wants such people nabbed, grabbed, and thrown out of the country.
Yes, Virginia, Hamuka's undertakings are eerily similar to those promoted by madmen such as Pol Pot. What's scary, though, is that their extollment of rowdyism has been ratcheted up a few notches from anything Pol Pot ever conjured up. Rather than respond to my letters with reasoned arguments, Hamuka prefers to squabash his adversaries. Although this method of attack is unparalleled in any other sphere of literary controversy it does prove that Hamuka swims in a sea of exhibitionism, the waters of which roil with anger and resentment. Most of that anger and resentment is directed towards people like me who wake people out of their stupor and call on them to defenestrate Hamuka's suggestions and deponticate his rejoinders.
Hamuka has been promoting his lazy, witless sentiments as a revolutionary new concept that will change our lives indelibly for the better. The reality is that they are merely a way of making things look different but act the same. They are what Angela Davis once described as, “the difference that brings no difference, the change that brings no change.” Ms. Davis also noted that Hamuka has called people like me petulant hostile-types, impractical libertines, and ignorant knee-biters so many times that these accusations no longer have any sting. Hamuka honestly continues to employ such insults because he's run out of logical arguments. I suppose an alternate explanation is that Hamuka has been issuing a flood of bogus legal documents. This outrageous conduct indicates to me that he is stepping over the line when he attempts to force his moral code on the rest of us—way over the line. That's all for this letter. For those that don't like my views, get over it. I assert that I have as much a right to my views, and to express them, as anyone else. So when I say that Hamuka's magic-bullet explanations are a spiritual syphilis that has now reached the tertiary stage, paresis and insanity, you can agree with me or not. That's all there is to it.