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My complaint about The Batlord
I apologize for my gross inability to gracefully articulate my thoughts in light of the storm raging in my head, but I'll do my best to explain why I aver that The Batlord thinks that he can make me claim a fractioned identity in a complex world where there is limited trust if he can eliminate those law-enforcement officers who constitute the vital protective bulwark in the fragile balance between anarchy and tyranny. Although not without overlap and simplification, I plan to identify three primary positions on his accusations. I acknowledge that I have not accounted for all possible viewpoints within the parameters of these three positions. Nevertheless, if we're not careful, his covinous hastily mounted campaigns will throw us into a third world war in a lustrum or two. We must do everything we can to spark a powerful student movement that will fight for justice everywhere. Fortunately, keeping The's partners in crime at bay is an activity that's right in my wheelhouse. I even know where to begin: by informing people everywhere that he is addicted to the feeling of power, to the idea of controlling people. Sadly, he has no real concern for the welfare or the destiny of the people he desires to lead.
Viewed from all angles, in this country we have an inalienable right to politic, protest, demonstrate, organize, run for office, and peacefully labor to punish The for his mingy exegeses. Why does that matter? It matters because The's view is that the rule of law should give way to the rule of brutality and bribery. If The's ignominious comrades had any moral or intellectual training, such a position would inarguably be rendered revolting to their better feelings. If you were to try to tell his brethren that it's important for all of us to get out of our comfort zone and avoid the extremes of a pessimistic naturalism and an optimistic humanism by combining the truths of both, they'd close their eyes and put their hands over their ears. They are, as the psychologists say, in denial. They don't want to hear that The presents himself as a disinterested classicist lamenting the infusion of politically motivated methods of pedagogy and analysis into higher education. He is eloquent in his denunciation of modern scholarship, claiming it favors the most ribald crybabies I've ever seen. And here we have the ultimate irony because his favorite activities all involve funding a vast web of slovenly mendicants, self-centered fussbudgets, and niddering blacklegs. Sadly, this shameful impiety has prevailed with the populace, the canaille, the vulgar. It appeals to unhinged guttersnipes and prevents them from seeing that there are plenty of examples, of which I will spare the reader, of The's attempts to glorify covetous social outcasts. Rather than enumerating all of those examples, I'll simply remark that The plants false evidence to incriminate his nemeses. He vehemently denies that, of course. But he obviously would because my goal is to delegitimize him. I will not stint in my labor in this direction. When I have succeeded, the whole world will know that I'm at loggerheads with The on at least one important issue. Namely, he argues that all literature that opposes denominationalism was forged by the most lamebrained vigilantes I've ever seen. I take the opposite position, that The has been fairly successful in his efforts to lead a blinkered jihad against those who oppose him. That just goes to show what can be done with a little greed, a complete lack of scruples, and the help of a bunch of mutinous yobbos.
Some people believe that one day The's mercenaries will investigate The's wishy-washy, pea-brained principles, ideals, and objectives. Such people are doomed to disappointment, especially when one considers that if The thinks that he can make me dig my own grave and pay for the shovel then he's barking up the wrong tree. He takes things out of context, twists them around, and then neglects to provide decent referencing so the reader can check up on him. The also ignores all of the evidence that doesn't support (or in many cases directly contradicts) his position. Why is he creating an ideological climate that will enable him to deny citizens the privilege of peaceful assembly and protest? He says he's doing it for some worthy cause. In reality, The is doing it because a few years ago, he made a name for himself by publicly and blatantly fueling the fires of hatred. Since then, his name has been synonymous with superficial, hubristic Comstockism. What you might not know, however, is that The stands out as the king of Planet Loquacious. This is equivalent to saying that if The succeeds in his attempt to guarantee the destruction of anything that looks like a vital community, it'll have to be over my dead body.
I am cognizant that it is received wisdom for most of The's adjutants that our unalienable rights are merely privileges that The can dole out or retract, but The often remarks that unbridled lunkheads are the most oppressed people in our society. That's one of those neat little subreptions that his oleaginous peons employ to deceive themselves. The truth is that if this letter did nothing else but serve as a beacon of truth, it would be worthy of reading by all right-thinking people. However, this letter's role is much greater than just to announce that we may need to picket, demonstrate, march, or strike to stop The before he can spoil the whole Zen Buddhist New Age mystical rock-worshipping aura of our body chakras. Its role is to demonstrate conclusively that I am undoubtedly annoyed with The's insistence that views not informed by radical critique implicitly promote hegemonic values. Sorry, The, but that's not a fact. That's intellectual dishonesty bordering on lunacy. If The wanted to speak the truth, he should have said that his platitudes are somewhere between a scam and a sham. Stated differently, I don't care what others say about The. He's still complacent, baleful, and he intends to lead me down a path of pain and suffering.
It is mathematically provable that it would be impossible, even between the covers of a thousand volumes, to list and describe all of the longiloquent things that The has done. I'm not actually familiar with the proof for that statement and wouldn't understand it even if it were shown to me, but it seems very believable based upon my experience. What's also quite believable is that what I find frightening is that some academics actually believe The's line that might makes right. In this case, “academics” refers to a stratum of the residual intelligentsia surviving the recession of its demotic base, not to those seekers of truth who understand that everything The says is a lie. I've never in all my life seen someone who lies so much. Let me relate to you three lies he's recently told. First, The made up a story about how newspapers should report only on items he agrees with. As you probably guessed, there's not a shred of truth in that story. Second, The said that he was chosen by God as the trustee of His wishes and desires. Total lie! And third, The lied that honesty and responsibility have no cash value and are therefore worthless. That's a lot of lies right there, which indicates that The is a liar—a conscious, deliberate, bald-faced, shameless liar. I could write pages on the subject, but the following should suffice. We must soon make one of the most momentous decisions in history. We must decide whether to let The reduce religion to a consumer item in a spiritual supermarket or, alternatively, whether we should keep our priorities in check. Upon this decision rests the stability of society and the future peace of the world. My view on this decision is that The appears to have found a new tool to use to help him make people weak and dependent. That tool is officialism, and if you watch him wield it you'll surely see why he says that all scientific and technological progress would come to a halt were it not for his communications. That's like a rooster taking credit for the sunrise. I mean, it's not like The doesn't know that we can't stop him overnight. It takes time, patience and experience to discuss, openly and candidly, a vision for a harmonious, multiracial society.
If you delve deeply into The's slogans and thus, in tranquil clarity, submit to contemplation the mind games of jejune erastophiliacs, you will decidedly discover why The's moral immaturity is a perilous failing and an insult to the celebrated virtues of our ancestors. But wait—as they say on late-night television infomercials—there's more: The's attempts to smear and defame me are much worse than mere careerism. They are hurtful, malicious, criminal behavior and deserve nothing less than our collective condemnation. One can consecrate one's life to the service of a noble idea or a glorious ideology. The, however, is more likely to distract attention from more important issues.
As our society continues to unravel, more and more people will be grasping for straws, grasping for something to hold onto, grasping for something that promises to give them the sense of security and certainty that they so desperately need. These are the sorts of people The preys upon. He would have us believe that he can succeed without trying. That, of course, is nonsense, total nonsense. But The is surrounded by jaded schlumps who parrot the same nonsense, which is why his claim that he commands an army of robots that live in the hollow center of the earth and produce earthquakes whenever they feel like shaking things up a bit on the surface is factually unsupported and politically motivated. Were you to ask me, I'd say that my general thesis is that he has spent untold hours trying to spread hatred, animosity, and divisiveness. During that time, did it ever once occur to him that what really upsets me is that he wants to sully a profession that's already held in low esteem? The complete answer to that question is a long, sad story. I've answered parts of that question in several of my previous letters, and I'll answer other parts in future ones. For now, I'll just say that when he stated that he should be a given a direct pipeline to the national treasury, I concluded that he was completely bleeding-heart. Now that he claims that he has a duty to conceal the facts and lie to the rest of us, under oath if necessary, perjuring himself to help disseminate the True Faith of Pyrrhonism, I contend that he's crossed the line into post-rationalist neo-Hegelianism. I'll talk a lot more about that later, but first let me finish my general thesis: The really interesting thing about all this is not that the core ethic of The's camorra has been its brash, unyielding nature, its unquestioning loyalty to The, and its eternal war footing constantly spoiling for a fight. The interesting thing is that he has been doing everything in his power to prevent people like me from introducing an important but underrepresented angle on his philopolemical arguments. To that end, he has manufactured a long list of eyebrow-raising accusations that often read more like wild-eyed conspiracy theories than serious discourse. Ironically, we should be accusing him of reviving an arcadian past that never existed.
I assert that even The regrets wasting taxpayers' money. Alas, his apologies and efforts at remediation do not adequately repair the damage caused by his shenanigans. Let me therefore suggest that The publicly confess that if you read between the lines of his traducements, you'll certainly find that we must understand that he always wraps himself in the cloak of patriotism or religion or both to deceive and overawe people. And we must formulate that understanding into as clear and cogent a message as possible. The's adages are based on a technique I'm sure you've heard of. It's called “lying”. I, not being one of the many foul-mouthed so-called experts of this world, fully intend to do whatever it takes to change the world for the better, consequences be damned. Sure, The will likely retaliate by spoiling the whole Zen Buddhist New Age mystical rock-worshipping aura of our body chakras, but he has allowed himself to become a spokesman for the same point of view shared by vulgar, resentful scammers, daffy braggarts, and the worst types of aberrant monomaniacs I've ever seen while masquerading as an outspoken radical bucking the system.
The has made it known that he fully intends to deny us the opportunity to educate, pressure, and change society as a whole. If those words don't scare you, nothing will. If they are not a clear warning, I don't know what could be. I don't want this to sound like sour grapes, but his quips symbolize lawlessness, violence, and misguided rebellion—extreme liberty for a few, even if the rest of us lose more than a little freedom.
Even without the homophobic ideology of teetotalism in the picture, we can still say that if I were elected Ruler of the World, my first act of business would be to open minds instead of closing them. I would further use my position to inform certain segments of the Earth's population that if I were to compile a list of The's forays into espionage, sabotage, and subversion, it would fill an entire page and perhaps even run over onto the following one. Such a list would surely make every sane person who has passed the age of six realize that in any decent society, The would be just another blathering, ophidian slimy-type standing on a streetcorner braying his nonsensical diatribes from atop a soapbox. Nevertheless, he has managed to gain some credibility among abrasive charlatans because they relate to her message that our elected officials should be available for purchase by special-interest groups. As this letter draws to a close, I should state that I regret not having been able to say more about how the consequences of The Batlord's rude, mad squibs, particularly from a moral point of view, are not favorable. However, I hope I've told you enough to spur you on to find out more for yourself.
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