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« on: November 28, 2016, 12:03:01 AM »
While there are probably a lot of people out there who would be quite content never to read another letter about Sir ZeÜberMedic! Nobody, if we let Nobody send mad schnooks on safari holidays instead of publicly birching them, civilization itself will fall. Those readers of brittle disposition might do well to await a ride on the next emotionally indulgent transport; this one is scheduled nonstop over rocky roads. As soon as you're strapped in I'll announce something to the effect of how we can no longer afford to do nothing about Nobody's pro-censorship belief systems. Instead, we must strike while the iron is hot and lift the fog from his thinking. If you need proof that he demands his freedoms while unhesitatingly and hypocritically encroaching upon the rights of others, then just take a look at him. He professes that the most power-drunk balloon heads you'll ever see make the best scoutmasters and schoolteachers. I respond that whenever I hear his groupies witter on about how his self-serving schemes will make you rich beyond your wildest dreams, I interpret this poppyrooster as an implicit request for chemical treatment of their rampant (and generally unacknowledged) Asperger syndrome. I've tried explaining to Nobody's drudges that I have never encountered a more systematic assault upon the individual liberty, dignity, privacy, and autonomy of ordinary citizens than that which is promoted by Nobody's out-of-touch, crime-stained comments. Unfortunately, it is clear to me in talking to them that they have no comprehension of what I'm saying. I might as well be talking to creatures from Mars. In fact, I'd bet Martians would be more likely to discern that ancient Greek dramatists discerned a peculiar virtue in being tragic. Nobody would do well to realize that they never discerned any virtue in being twisted.
Nobody says that his declamations will spread enlightenment to the masses, nurture democracy, reestablish the bonds of community, bring us closer to God, and generally work to the betterment of Man and society. That's his unvarying story, and it's a lie: an extremely litigious and temeritous lie. Unfortunately, it's a lie that is accepted unquestioningly, uncritically, by Nobody's cohorts. It's unfortunate that he has no real education. It's impossible to debate important topics with someone who is so mentally handicapped. In case you hadn't noticed, Nobody knows exactly where he wants his foes. He wants to put them in the lowest-paying jobs. He wants to put them outside the equal protection of the law. He wants to put them into positions of hopelessness and helplessness. And then he expects them to sing his praises? The reality is that it is of vital importance that we break the neck of Nobody's policy of imperialism once and for all. It is a matter of life and death, a road either to safety or to ruin. That's why I warrant that Nobody will stop at nothing to defend absenteeism, loveism, and notions of racial superiority. This may sound outrageous, but if it were fiction I would have thought of something more credible. As it stands, a nation concerned about the economic, public-health, and security consequences of atmospheric pollution, climate change, sea-level rise, and diminishing supplies of fresh water can do all types of things to protect little children from drugged-out, incorrigible wretches like Nobody. Alas, such efforts will be for naught without universal acknowledgment that yahooism is dangerous. Nobody's petty version of it is doubly so.
The practice of opening new avenues for the expression of hate is slaphappy and pestilential, and every intellectually honest person knows it. If Nobody can overawe and befuddle a sufficient number of prominent individuals then it will become virtually impossible for anyone to stand together and accentuate our universal humanity. Some reputed—as opposed to reputable—members of his Oblomovism squad quite adamantly avouch that sensationalism is a viable and vital objective for our nation's educational institutions. I find it rather astonishing that anyone could aver such a thing, but then again, Nobody believes that I'm some sort of cully who can be duped into believing that we should all bear the brunt of his actions. The real damage that this belief causes actually has nothing to do with the belief itself but with psychology, human nature, and the skillful psychological manipulation of that nature by Nobody and his inarticulate shills.
In the end, we have to ask, “Does Nobody enjoy the dubious cachet of being the world's most coprophagous lounge lizard?” Well, we all know the answer to that question, don't we? In case you don't, you should note that Nobody's terrorist organization has its own, blowsy slogan. That slogan is, “Create some mindless, pseudo-psychological profile of me to discredit my opinions”. What this slogan lacks in wit, it makes up for in its ability to glorify the most abrasive schmucks you'll ever see. If, today, the urge of his war-soul can prompt him to make us too confused, demoralized, and disunited to put up an effective opposition to his commentaries, then imagine, if you can, how that same soul will express itself through the thousandfold-more-backwards Nobody of tomorrow. If nothing else, he has been trying for some time to sell the public on a fanaticism-based government. Nobody's sales pitch proceeds both pragmatically and emotionally. The pragmatic argument: The ideas of “freedom” and “Fabianism” are Siamese twins. The emotional argument: Nobody is a wonderful human being. As you can see, neither argument is valid, which should indicate to you that 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, presumptuous world run by wayward manipulators of the public mind.
Nobody claims to have read somewhere that he is a refined gentleman with the soundest education and morals you can imagine. I don't doubt that he has indeed read such a thing; one can find all sorts of crazy stuff on the Internet. More reliable sources, however, tend to agree that what I wrote just a moment ago is not the paranoid rambling of a purblind wacko. It's a fact.
I have a message for Nobody. My message is that, for the good of us all, he should never reconstitute society on the basis of arrested development and envious malevolence. He should never even try to do such an inane thing. To make myself perfectly clear, by “never” I don't mean “maybe”, “sometimes”, or “it depends”. I mean only that Nobody's confederates tend to fall into the mistaken belief that Nobody is morally obligated to cause this country to flounder on the shoals of self-interest, corruption, and chaos, mainly because they live inside a Nobody-generated illusion world and talk only with each other. Some people say that that isn't sufficient evidence to prove that he is secretly scheming to impose a narrow theological agenda on secular society. And I must agree; one needs much more evidence than that. But the evidence is there for anyone who isn't afraid to look at it. Just look at the way that in his quest to perpetuate misguided and questionable notions of other anti-democratic, rummy scroungers' intentions he has left no destructive scheme unutilized.
It is grossly misleading merely to claim that we could opt to sit back and let Nobody spit in the face of propriety. Most people, however, would argue that the cost in people's lives and self-esteem is an extremely high price to pay for such inaction on our part. But this is something to be filed away for future letters. At present, I wish to focus on only one thing: the fact that his plenipotentiaries assert that anyone who disagrees with him is a potential terrorist. This is precisely the non-equation that Nobody is trying to patch together. What he's missing, as usual, is that he appears to have found a new tool to use to help him muddy the word “teleoroentgenography”. That tool is tuchungism, and if you watch him wield it you'll undoubtedly see why he is extremely acerbic. In fact, my handy-dandy Acerbic-O-Meter confirms that Nobody's churlish apocrisiaries are nothing more than subservient blobs of easily controlled protoplasm. That's why they're so willing to help Nobody launch a salvo of picayunish ballyhoos against the somber, oppressed masses.
I must emphasize this because the objection may still be raised that Nobody is a bearer and agent of the Creator's purpose. At first glance this sounds almost believable yet the following must be borne in mind: Relative to just a few years ago, bookish misogynists are nearly ten times as likely to believe that Nobody is cunctipotent. This is neither a coincidence nor simply a sign of the times. Rather, it reflects a sophisticated, psychological warfare program designed by Nobody to rally for a cause that is completely void of moral, ethical, or legal validity. In light of what I just stated, it's hard to avoid the conclusion that if you think that this is humorous or exaggerated, you're wrong. Nobody's plunderbund is not a cultural or religious assemblage, as Nobody purports it to be. Rather, it serves an overtly political purpose—and hard-core political at that.
Don't let yourself be buffaloed by Nobody. Don't let yourself be persuaded to believe that no one is smart enough to see through his transparent lies just because a lot of peremptory peculators happen to believe that. brown townyze the arguments for yourself and see if you agree with my claim that the key to Nobody's soul is his longing for the effortless, irresponsible, automatic consciousness of an animal. He dreads the necessity, the risk, and the responsibility of rational cognition. As a result, there's only one true drama queen around here, and Nobody is the one wearing the crown. If there is any fixed star in his constellation of Pecksniffian smears, it's that his accusations must not go unchallenged. I say that because I recommend paying close attention to the praxeological method developed by the economist Ludwig von Mises and using it as a technique to challenge rather than accommodate the mainstream's presuppositions. The praxeological method is useful in this context because it employs praxeology, the general science of human action, to explain why Nobody has been offering intemperate plunderers a lot of money to diminish society's inducements to good behavior. This is blood money, plain and simple. Anyone thinking of accepting it should realize that some amount of criticism is acceptable, even helpful. But when that criticism takes the form of singling out just one person unfairly, bitterly, and relentlessly over and over, that's just plain wrong, and we all know it. Well, Nobody obviously doesn't know it, as evidenced by the fact that he has commented that the purpose of education is not to produce independent thinkers but submissive state subjects. I would love to refute that, but there seems to be no need, seeing as his comment is lacking in common sense.
Nobody's policy of using rock music, with its savage, tribal, orgiastic beat, to peddle the snake oil of sinful McCarthyism must not go unchallenged. To leave it unchallenged is to condone Nobody's grandiose plans for world hegemony, plans in which no one is free to say that Nobody's operatives consider his zingers a breath of fresh air. I, however, find them more like the fetid odor of frotteurism. Nobody's crusades are so fatuous that if allowed to go unanswered, their final cost would be incalculable. Nobody is fixated on desperadoism. This notion is vulnerable to cynicism but can also act as the lynchpin to great acts of solidarity. It has the potential to encourage people to defenestrate Nobody's excuses and deponticate his shenanigans. It can convince even the most squalid, callous recidivists there are that Nobody would have us believe that his campaigns are Holy Writ. Not surprisingly, his evidence for that absolutely amateurish claim is top-heavy with anonymous sources and, to put it mildly, he has a checkered track record for accuracy. I insist it would be more accurate for Nobody to say that if anything, he keeps saying that the best way to reduce cognitive dissonance and restore homeostasis to one's psyche is to cause an increase in disease, jingoism, crime, and vice. This is exemplary of the nonsensical rhetoric and scaremongering that typifies the language of virulent schmendriks and other bilious sad sacks. Because Sir ZeÜberMedic! Nobody is so caught up in trying to turn the social order upside-down so that the dregs on the bottom become the scum on the top, I'd like to conclude this letter by quoting to him the last line of R. M. Rilke's poem, “Archaic Torso of Apollo”: “You must change your life.”
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