This is a letter of love and peace; I will not lash out against anyone, and I will not use specific names of individuals or organizations that implant within the government a set of fifth columnists who are devoted to Bro. Han Ski's dream of plunging the whole of Christendom into wars and chaos. That said, let me merely point out that those who fight against his logorrheic indiscretions are inevitably branded as stubborn and insincere by his flunkies. Unless you share my view that his rich repertoire of patronizing insults serves only to implement a disingenuous parody of justice called "Bro. Ski-ism", there's no need for you to hear me further. I'm not very conversant with his background. To be quite frank, I don't care to be. I already know enough to state with confidence that Bro. Ski needs to stop living in denial. He needs to wake up and realize that he has deliberately and with malice aforethought sought to replicate the most sinister structures of contemporary life. Let's remember that.
If you've read any of the loquacious slop that Bro. Ski has concocted, you'll decidedly recall Bro. Ski's description of his plan to sound the standard "they're out to get us" call and rally his proxies to subject human beings to indignities. If you haven't read any of it, well, all you really need to know is that I can reword my point as follows. The outcome of the struggle will ultimately be decided based on the number and influence of people fully informed about Bro. Ski's claims, committed to Bro. Ski's defeat, and organized under sound leadership. His goombahs have repeatedly been caught transforming fear and its inculcation into the preeminent force ruling human existence. I had expected better from Bro. Ski and his vaunted junta, but then again, he is stepping over the line when he attempts to pose a threat to the survival of democracy'way over the line. While some information provided by his zealots may be factual, other material is unsubstantiated rumor or careless mottos. Bro. Ski should not encourage young people to break all the rules, cut themselves loose from their roots, and adopt a Pecksniffian lifestyle. Not now, not ever.
Some critics have called Bro. Ski confused. A handful insist he's unsavory. His underlings, on the other hand, consider him to be one of the great minds of this century. It requires surprisingly little imagination to envision a future in which he is free to feed blind hatred. This means, in particular, that as that last sentence suggests, if he would abandon his name-calling and false dichotomies it would be much easier for me to maintain the great principles of virtue, truth, right, and honor. If you can make any sense out Bro. Ski's overweening, infantile publicity stunts then you must have gotten higher marks in school than I did. Bro. Ski has a natural talent for complaining. He can find any aspect of life and whine about it for hours upon hours.
Some snappish sensualists are actually considering helping Bro. Ski destroy any resistance by channeling it into ineffective paths. How quickly such people forget that they were lied to, made fun of, and ridiculed by Bro. Ski on numerous occasions. His propaganda machine once said that he would never guarantee the destruction of anything that looks like a vital community. So much for credibility! My long-term goal is to balkanize his empty-headed brownshirt brigade into an etiolated and sapless agglomeration. Unfortunately, much remains to be done. As you may have noticed, if you're interested in the finagling, double-dealing, chicanery, cheating, cajolery, cunning, rascality, and abject villainy by which Bro. Ski may set the hoops through which we all must jump in the blink of an eye, then you'll want to consider the following very carefully. You'll especially want to consider that Bro. Ski has been fairly successful in his efforts to foment a radical realignment of industrialized economies. 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 raving prophets of sesquipedalianism.
Given the destructiveness of Bro. Ski's unstable paroxysms, I propose that we implement a long-range survival plan. For starters, this plan should acknowledge that Bro. Ski's arguments are not an abstract problem. They have very concrete, immediate, and unpleasant consequences. For instance, Bro. Ski's attempts to dilute the nation's sense of common purpose and shared sacrifice are much worse than mere chauvinism. They are hurtful, malicious, criminal behavior and deserve nothing less than our collective condemnation.
Bro. Ski thinks that embracing a system of obstructionism will make everything right with the world. Of course, thinking so doesn't make it so. His intimates are too lazy to shout back at his propaganda. They just want to sit back, fasten their mouths on the public teats, and casually forget that Bro. Ski's maudlin preoccupation with blackguardism, usually sicklied over with such nonsense words as "indistinguishableness", would make sense if a person's honor were determined strictly by his or her ability to leave behind a legacy of perpetual indebtedness in developing countries. As that's not the case, we can conclude only that Bro. Ski attracts pathological, ugly bohemians to his coalition of shameless fruitcakes and mendacious authoritarians by telling them that he is a champion of liberty and individual expression. I suppose the people to whom he tells such things just want to believe lies that make them feel intellectually and spiritually superior to others. Whether or not that's the case, Bro. Ski decries or dismisses capitalism, technology, industrialization, and systems of government borne of Enlightenment ideas about the dignity and freedom of human beings. These are the things that he fears because they are wedded to individual initiative and responsibility.
Of course, I'm generalizing a little here. But that's only because I assert I know why Bro. Ski has been stretching credulity beyond the breaking point. He considers it an interesting sociological experiment for determining whether people can be influenced to feed us ever-larger doses of his lies and crackpot assumptions. I can say one thing about him. He understands better than any of us that psychological impact is paramount'not facts, not anybody's principles, not right and wrong. I'm not suggesting that we behave likewise. I'm suggesting only that Bro. Ski's scare tactics are not pedantic treatises expressing theories or extravaganzas dealing in fables or fancies. They are substantial, sober outpourings from the very soul of interventionism.
Here's an idea: Instead of giving Bro. Ski the ability to galvanize a virulent hysteria, a large-scale version of the indelicate mentality that can spread ruin widely through the land, why don't we fight him hammer and tong? If we do, we'll then be able to weed out people like Bro. Ski who have deceived, betrayed, and exploited us. He expects us to behave like passive sheep. The only choice Bro. Ski believes we should be allowed to make for ourselves is whether to head towards his slaughterhouse at a trot or at a gallop. He indisputably doesn't want us choosing to perform noble deeds.
It may be unfashionable to say so and it may surprise a few of you out there, but some people have indicated that the hysteria and witch-hunts fueled by Bro. Ski's invectives will eroticize relations of dominance and subordination faster than you can say "microclimatological". I can neither confirm nor deny that statement, but I can say that I am now in a position to define what I mean when I say that the comparison between Bro. Ski and the most jackbooted harijans I've ever seen is remarkable. What I mean is that in any decent society, he would be just another brazen git standing on a streetcorner braying his nonsensical diatribes from atop a soapbox. Nevertheless, Bro. Ski has managed to gain some credibility among postmodernist underachievers because they relate to her message that the only way to expand one's mind is with drugs'or maybe even chocolate. I can only prevent the Bro. Ski-induced catastrophe I foresee and save our nation from its time of deepest humiliation and disgrace if Bro. Ski's incoherent gang is decimated down to those whose inborn lack of character permits them to betray anyone and everyone for the well-known thirty pieces of silver. I shall make every effort, especially in this limited space, to help young people develop the ability to make informed and reasoned decisions for the public good as citizens of a culturally diverse, democratic society in an interdependent world. That sounds really supercilious, but I aver that it's an accurate assessment of the situation. Let me end by citing my standard hate-mail response form letter:
Thank you for your thoughtful reply. One question, though: Do you actually want Bro. Han Ski to confiscate other people's rightful earnings? Because that's what'll happen if we don't encourage our spirits to soar.
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' Wrote:This is a letter of love and peace; I will not lash out against anyone, and I will not use specific names of individuals or organizations that implant within the government a set of fifth columnists who are devoted to Bro. Han Ski's dream of plunging the whole of Christendom into wars and chaos. That said, let me merely point out that those who fight against his logorrheic indiscretions are inevitably branded as stubborn and insincere by his flunkies. Unless you share my view that his rich repertoire of patronizing insults serves only to implement a disingenuous parody of justice called "Bro. Ski-ism", there's no need for you to hear me further. I'm not very conversant with his background. To be quite frank, I don't care to be. I already know enough to state with confidence that Bro. Ski needs to stop living in denial. He needs to wake up and realize that he has deliberately and with malice aforethought sought to replicate the most sinister structures of contemporary life. Let's remember that.
If you've read any of the loquacious slop that Bro. Ski has concocted, you'll decidedly recall Bro. Ski's description of his plan to sound the standard "they're out to get us" call and rally his proxies to subject human beings to indignities. If you haven't read any of it, well, all you really need to know is that I can reword my point as follows. The outcome of the struggle will ultimately be decided based on the number and influence of people fully informed about Bro. Ski's claims, committed to Bro. Ski's defeat, and organized under sound leadership. His goombahs have repeatedly been caught transforming fear and its inculcation into the preeminent force ruling human existence. I had expected better from Bro. Ski and his vaunted junta, but then again, he is stepping over the line when he attempts to pose a threat to the survival of democracy'way over the line. While some information provided by his zealots may be factual, other material is unsubstantiated rumor or careless mottos. Bro. Ski should not encourage young people to break all the rules, cut themselves loose from their roots, and adopt a Pecksniffian lifestyle. Not now, not ever.
Some critics have called Bro. Ski confused. A handful insist he's unsavory. His underlings, on the other hand, consider him to be one of the great minds of this century. It requires surprisingly little imagination to envision a future in which he is free to feed blind hatred. This means, in particular, that as that last sentence suggests, if he would abandon his name-calling and false dichotomies it would be much easier for me to maintain the great principles of virtue, truth, right, and honor. If you can make any sense out Bro. Ski's overweening, infantile publicity stunts then you must have gotten higher marks in school than I did. Bro. Ski has a natural talent for complaining. He can find any aspect of life and whine about it for hours upon hours.
Some snappish sensualists are actually considering helping Bro. Ski destroy any resistance by channeling it into ineffective paths. How quickly such people forget that they were lied to, made fun of, and ridiculed by Bro. Ski on numerous occasions. His propaganda machine once said that he would never guarantee the destruction of anything that looks like a vital community. So much for credibility! My long-term goal is to balkanize his empty-headed brownshirt brigade into an etiolated and sapless agglomeration. Unfortunately, much remains to be done. As you may have noticed, if you're interested in the finagling, double-dealing, chicanery, cheating, cajolery, cunning, rascality, and abject villainy by which Bro. Ski may set the hoops through which we all must jump in the blink of an eye, then you'll want to consider the following very carefully. You'll especially want to consider that Bro. Ski has been fairly successful in his efforts to foment a radical realignment of industrialized economies. 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 raving prophets of sesquipedalianism.
Given the destructiveness of Bro. Ski's unstable paroxysms, I propose that we implement a long-range survival plan. For starters, this plan should acknowledge that Bro. Ski's arguments are not an abstract problem. They have very concrete, immediate, and unpleasant consequences. For instance, Bro. Ski's attempts to dilute the nation's sense of common purpose and shared sacrifice are much worse than mere chauvinism. They are hurtful, malicious, criminal behavior and deserve nothing less than our collective condemnation.
Bro. Ski thinks that embracing a system of obstructionism will make everything right with the world. Of course, thinking so doesn't make it so. His intimates are too lazy to shout back at his propaganda. They just want to sit back, fasten their mouths on the public teats, and casually forget that Bro. Ski's maudlin preoccupation with blackguardism, usually sicklied over with such nonsense words as "indistinguishableness", would make sense if a person's honor were determined strictly by his or her ability to leave behind a legacy of perpetual indebtedness in developing countries. As that's not the case, we can conclude only that Bro. Ski attracts pathological, ugly bohemians to his coalition of shameless fruitcakes and mendacious authoritarians by telling them that he is a champion of liberty and individual expression. I suppose the people to whom he tells such things just want to believe lies that make them feel intellectually and spiritually superior to others. Whether or not that's the case, Bro. Ski decries or dismisses capitalism, technology, industrialization, and systems of government borne of Enlightenment ideas about the dignity and freedom of human beings. These are the things that he fears because they are wedded to individual initiative and responsibility.
Of course, I'm generalizing a little here. But that's only because I assert I know why Bro. Ski has been stretching credulity beyond the breaking point. He considers it an interesting sociological experiment for determining whether people can be influenced to feed us ever-larger doses of his lies and crackpot assumptions. I can say one thing about him. He understands better than any of us that psychological impact is paramount'not facts, not anybody's principles, not right and wrong. I'm not suggesting that we behave likewise. I'm suggesting only that Bro. Ski's scare tactics are not pedantic treatises expressing theories or extravaganzas dealing in fables or fancies. They are substantial, sober outpourings from the very soul of interventionism.
Here's an idea: Instead of giving Bro. Ski the ability to galvanize a virulent hysteria, a large-scale version of the indelicate mentality that can spread ruin widely through the land, why don't we fight him hammer and tong? If we do, we'll then be able to weed out people like Bro. Ski who have deceived, betrayed, and exploited us. He expects us to behave like passive sheep. The only choice Bro. Ski believes we should be allowed to make for ourselves is whether to head towards his slaughterhouse at a trot or at a gallop. He indisputably doesn't want us choosing to perform noble deeds.
It may be unfashionable to say so and it may surprise a few of you out there, but some people have indicated that the hysteria and witch-hunts fueled by Bro. Ski's invectives will eroticize relations of dominance and subordination faster than you can say "microclimatological". I can neither confirm nor deny that statement, but I can say that I am now in a position to define what I mean when I say that the comparison between Bro. Ski and the most jackbooted harijans I've ever seen is remarkable. What I mean is that in any decent society, he would be just another brazen git standing on a streetcorner braying his nonsensical diatribes from atop a soapbox. Nevertheless, Bro. Ski has managed to gain some credibility among postmodernist underachievers because they relate to her message that the only way to expand one's mind is with drugs'or maybe even chocolate. I can only prevent the Bro. Ski-induced catastrophe I foresee and save our nation from its time of deepest humiliation and disgrace if Bro. Ski's incoherent gang is decimated down to those whose inborn lack of character permits them to betray anyone and everyone for the well-known thirty pieces of silver. I shall make every effort, especially in this limited space, to help young people develop the ability to make informed and reasoned decisions for the public good as citizens of a culturally diverse, democratic society in an interdependent world. That sounds really supercilious, but I aver that it's an accurate assessment of the situation. Let me end by citing my standard hate-mail response form letter:
Thank you for your thoughtful reply. One question, though: Do you actually want Bro. Han Ski to confiscate other people's rightful earnings? Because that's what'll happen if we don't encourage our spirits to soar.
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