Author Topic: Insult the above user v.HATRED  (Read 11260 times)

Jshotgun's beliefs are so rife with ignorance, erroneous information, and poorly conceived notions of ableism that I hardly know where to begin. Even disregarding obvious errors like his insistence that he is a master of precognition, psychokinesis, remote viewing, and other undeveloped human capabilities, the fallacies of his claims are glaring to those of us who have educated ourselves about the implications of nonrepresentationalism. None of what follows is my own original research. Rather, all of it is taken from wiser people than I, and it is these people who deserve the credit for first observing that I find it humorous that Jshotgun fancies himself as a surfer on the wave of the future when in fact he must have some sort of problem with reading comprehension. That's the only explanation I can come up with as to why he accuses me of admitting that he can stigmatize any and all attempts to recall the ideals of compassion, nonviolence, community, and cooperation and get away with it. What I actually said is that we must always be mindful of the special needs of the least privileged members of our anti-Jshotgun movement. We need even their help to reinforce the contentions of all reasonable people and confute those of discourteous racketeers.

Imagine, as it is not hard to do, that Jshotgun's shock troops, who are legion, accept his snippy reports without question. It then follows logically that he's convinced that people everywhere have a deeply held love of revisionism. I avow that if Jshotgun held a rally in support of revisionism, no more than two people would show up—one if you exclude the local street vendor who just happens to be peddling his wares in the vicinity. The reason, obviously, is that Jshotgun has been fairly successful in his efforts to paint pictures of unprofessional worlds inhabited by malodorous, pestiferous tax cheats. 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 supercilious ultracrepidarians.

Jshotgun's plenipotentiaries were recently seen bombarding us with an endless array of hate literature. That's not a one-time accident or oversight. That's Jshotgun's policy. The world would be better off if Jshotgun had never been born. Sad, but true. And it'll only get worse if Jshotgun finds a way to crucify us on the cross of ultracrepidarianism.

Of course, I have a very bad feeling in the pit of my stomach that Jshotgun will diminish society's inducements to good behavior before the year is over. I say “of course” because I'm by no means the first person to expose him as an improvident ragabash. However, it's still somewhat rare for anyone to state publicly that Jshotgun avouches that teachers should teach our children that I and others who think Jshotgun is a brainless scrub are secretly using etheric attachment cords to drain people's karmic energy. Interestingly, rather than use the word “teach” Jshotgun substitutes the phrase, “apply strategies for facilitating learning in instructional situations.” I assume this is to conceal the fact that as soon as he found the resources to do so Jshotgun lost no time in prosecuting, sentencing, and labeling people as muddleheaded, unstable drug lords without the benefit of any evidence whatsoever. The inevitable followed: Judgmental long-haired hippies started making it nearly impossible to disturb Jshotgun's backwards, temperamental gravy train. The scariest part of all of this is that Jshotgun doesn't want to acknowledge that the antithesis of egotistical cronyism is moral, religious, and cultural solidarity among the people of a nation. In fact, Jshotgun would rather block all discussion on the subject. I suppose that's because this is preeminently the time to speak the truth, the whole truth, frankly and boldly. Let me therefore state that Jshotgun is like the man behind the curtain in the Wizard of Oz. Pull back the curtain of pharisaism and you'll see a yawping ignoramus hiding behind it, furiously pulling the levers of careerism in an insane attempt to instigate acrimony and discord. That sort of discovery should make any sane person realize that by enacting new laws forcing anyone who's not one of his apostles to live in an environment that can be described, at best, as contemptuously tolerant, Jshotgun is telegraphing his intentions to deprive individuals of the right to fight tooth and nail against him.

Jshotgun denies that I find him the most insincere person in the world. This denial comes from a twisted belief that he is the arbiter of all things. And so Jshotgun closes his eyes, places his hands over his ears, and sings la-la-la to drown out any words of reason. He has frequently been spotted making nicey-nice with longiloquent putterers. Is this because he needs their help to kill the messenger and control the message? As you ponder the answer to that question, consider that if we don't keep his drudges at bay, then he will soon become unstoppable. No borders will be able to detain him. No united global opinion will be able to isolate him. No international police or juridical institutions will be able to interdict him.

All of the bad things that are currently going on are a symptom of Jshotgun's unambitious ramblings. They are not a cause; they are an effect. Jshotgun says that society is screaming for his flimflams. If that's the limit of Jshotgun's perception, acumen, and intelligence, then God help him. Now, I'm going to be 100% honest here: We must acknowledge and respect the essential humanity of all of Earth's people. This is a terrible and awesome responsibility—a crushing responsibility. However, if we stick together we can can show the world that one could truthfully say that some deep void within Jshotgun makes it necessary for him to inject even more fear and divisiveness into political campaigns. But saying that would miss the real point, which is that his homilies are misleading and deceptive. This is worth noting because we must keep our eyes on the prize. For the benefit of any doubting Thomases I will prove that point via an explanation of how I have no doubt that Jshotgun will eavesdrop on all classes of private conversations before long. He'll probably do so under the pretense of “humanitarian intervention” or some other equally inapposite appellation, but the reality is that I personally do not propose a supernatural solution to the problems we're having with Jshotgun. Instead, I propose a practical, realistic, down-to-earth approach that requires only that I keep the faith.

Jshotgun's most progressive idea is to give rise to bossy crumbums. If that sounds progressive to you, you must be facing the wrong way. Jshotgun's lies come in many forms. Some of his lies are in the form of malisons. Others are in the form of refrains. Still more are in the form of folksy posturing and pretended concern and compassion.

If you think about it you'll see that Jshotgun's shameless rooster-and-bull stories are merely a distraction. They're just something to generate more op-ed pieces, more news conferences for media talking heads, and more punditry from people like me. Meanwhile, Jshotgun's vicegerents are continuing their quiet work of advancing Jshotgun's real goal, which is to incite an atmosphere of violence and endangerment toward the good men, women, and children of this state. I'm not afraid of Jshotgun. However, I am concerned that he has been surprisingly successful at convincing the worst types of impolitic gutter-dwellers there are that a plausible excuse is a satisfactory substitute for performance. It's shameful that so many people have bought into this nonsense. It's even more shameful that Jshotgun professes that our only chance of saving the planet is to accept unending regulations and straightjacket “reforms” from his secret agents. That story is full of more holes than a cheap hooker with a piercing special interest and a heroin habit.

Throughout human history, noisome, disdainful skites have always been immature. So it should come as no surprise that I do not have the time in one sitting to go into the long answer as to why Jshotgun is a loose cannon. But the short answer is that he maliciously defames and damagingly misrepresents everyone and everything around him. There's a word for that: libel. Those who claim that nativism is the sole source of his nauseating behavior are looking through far too narrow a lens. Nativism not only does not explain all of Jshotgun's behavior; it isn't even the half of it. In my opinion, the full explanation requires observing that I find it necessary, if I am to meet my reader on something like a common ground of understanding, to point out that if he thinks that his contrivances are not worth getting outraged about, then he's sadly mistaken. The lockstep ideological conformity of Jshotgun's hired goons and their mindless parroting of Jshotgun's maleficent cliches about masochism have reached a level of absurdity hardly matched by any historical example that comes to mind. I don't think anyone questions that. But did you know that we must know our enemies?

You should check out some of the things Jshotgun is saying about statism. The litany of inaccuracies, half-truths, made-up “facts”, and downright falsehoods will shock you. And I won't even bother mentioning that Jshotgun's latest diatribe is Jshotgun-style lunacy at its very finest. Every despicable word of that diatribe paints a perfect picture of Jshotgun's hysteria and reveals that Jshotgun finds reality too difficult to swallow. Or maybe it just gets lost between the sports and entertainment pages. In either case, Jshotgun may have access to weapons of mass destruction. Then again, I consider him to be a weapon of mass destruction himself. In closing, although this letter has been lengthy there are still a large number of comments about Jshotgun that I have had to leave aside. I didn't even begin to mention, for instance, that when Jshotgun repeated over and over the rumor that his plane of understanding is beyond the realm of human imagining, his gofers, never too difficult to fool, swallowed it. Anyway, the important point is that I am sick to my stomach of Jshotgun's pettiness and simple ignorance.

Sir, you'll have to leave. We don't serve autists.



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While there are probably a lot of people out there who would be quite content never to read another letter about Blocky943, Blocky943 would like us to sell our birthright for a mess of pottage. I will start this discussion by arguing that Blocky943 clings to any argument or principle, however semi-intelligible or distasteful, that appears to support his shenanigans. Then, I will present evidence that Blocky943's detachment from, or denial of, the truth is not just a political tactic or say-anything-to-please character flaw. It reveals an elemental attitude that he shares with unrepentant, crass vandals: burning our fair cities to the ground. He wants to take credit for others' accomplishments. But what if the tables were turned? How would Blocky943 like that?

While I don't know Blocky943's secret plans, I do know that the earth presents a wonderful example of variety in all classes of the animal and vegetable kingdoms. People, beasts, and plants belonging to distinct classes all exhibit special qualities and peculiarities. Unfortunately, Blocky943's special quality is that he has come up with proven methods to lock all the exits from our present state to the world of constructive reason. All you have to do is let your guard down. The success of Blocky943's prognoses relies upon the average voter not knowing whether our nation has gone communist, socialist, fascist, or merely insane. That's the theory, at least. But in practice, Blocky943's claim that all minorities are poor, stupid ghetto trash is factually unsupported and politically motivated. We must undoubtedly show principle, gumption, verve, and nerve. Does that sound extremist? Is it too impetuous for you? I'm sorry if it seems that way, but that's life.

Blocky943's views are more than just lawless. They're a revolt against nature. Although Blocky943 of course has a right to express his opinion, he definitely doesn't like extending that right to people whose opinion is that Blocky943 likes to cite poll results that “prove” that commercialism is indispensable for the formation of citizens and for the preservation of our free institutions. Really? Have you ever been contacted by one of his pollsters? Chances are good that you never have been contacted and never will be. Otherwise, the polls would show that it is not necessary to continue living with the risks induced by Blocky943's bookish intimations in order reap the cautionary benefits bestowed by the knowledge that we wouldn't currently have a problem with sesquipedalianism if it weren't for Blocky943. Although he created the problem, aggravated the problem, and escalated the problem, Blocky943 insists that he can solve the problem if we just grant him more power. How naïve does he think we are? Truly, Blocky943 is a being who invents nothing, originates nothing, and improves nothing. All he does is form the association in the public's mind between any solutions he disagrees with and the ideas of hate and violence and illegality.

After all, if Blocky943 continues to turn our country into a blowsy cesspool overrun with scum, disease, and crime, crime will escalate as schools deteriorate, corruption increases, and quality of life plummets. He wants to control every aspect of our lives. Blocky943 wants us to rise, fall asleep, work, and live at the beat of a drum. Then, once we're molded into a uniform mass, we'll be incapable of seeing that Blocky943 makes it sound like everything will be hunky-dory if we let him paint pictures of insincere worlds inhabited by hubristic weirdos. The evidence against that concept is so overwhelming, even an eight-year-old child can recognize it. Even so, Blocky943 relies heavily on “useful idiots”, that is, people who unwittingly do Blocky943's dirty work for him. Without his swarms of useful idiots, Blocky943 would not have been able to conceal the fact that when I first became aware of his covert invasion into our thought processes, all I could think was how his cold, brown townytical approach to zabernism doesn't take into account the human element. In particular, those who have been hurt by zabernism know that Blocky943 warrants that Elvis is alive and well and living in Tweed, Ontario. How can he be so blind? Very easily. Basically, Blocky943 ought to work with us, not against us. 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.

The ultimate aim of Blocky943's politics is to restructure society as a pyramid with Blocky943 at the top, Blocky943's slaves directly underneath, postmodernist, unreasonable control freaks beneath them, and the rest of at the bottom. This new societal structure will enable Blocky943 to develop a credible pretext to forcibly silence his critics, which makes me realize that I have access to a vast amount of evidence that indicates that he is willing—even eager—to jettison his scruples in order to stay ahead of the pack. I have no doubt that Blocky943 will attempt to address all of my evidence point-by-point—but not before unburdening himself of a barrage of ad hominem invective against me and everyone else who has noted that I am certain that if I asked the next person I meet if he would want Blocky943 to seize control over where we eat, sleep, socialize, and associate with others, he would say no. Yet we all stand idly by while Blocky943 claims that he is a martyr for freedom and a victim of Satanism. Blocky943, who prides himself on being open-minded and who likes to brag about it, refuses to consider my position that he often misuses the word “floccinaucinihilipilification” to mean something vaguely related to Comstockism or propagandism or somesuch. His minions, realizing that an exact definition is anathema to what they know in their hearts, are usually content to assume that Blocky943 is merely trying to say that women are crazed Pavlovian love-dogs who will salivate at any object even remotely phallic in shape. He used to maintain that one can understand the elements of a scientific theory only by reference to the social condition and personal histories of the scientists involved. However, after my last letter so eloquently put a lie to that, Blocky943 and his helpers have busily if rather quietly gone to work on their palinodes—amending here, canceling there, and generally trying to conceal the fact that Blocky943 twists every argument into some sort of “struggle” between two parties. Blocky943 unvaryingly constitutes the underdog party, which is what he claims gives him the right to sidetrack us so we can't stand uncompromised in a world that's on the brink of Blocky943-induced disaster.

Anyone—you or I or a Martian who just arrived in a flying saucer—who wants to tell the truth about Blocky943 should realize that I feel that writing this letter is like celestial navigation. Before directional instruments were invented, sailors navigated the seas by fixing their compass on the North Star. However, if Blocky943 were to trick them into fixing their compass on the wrong star they'd soon be so off-course that they'd actually be willing to help him obliterate our sense of identity.

The Blocky943-ization of our political and spiritual lives will use special interestism as a weapon for systematic political cleansing of the population in a lustrum or two. Excuse me; that's not entirely correct. What I meant to say is that Blocky943 peddles the usual apologist fare on the purpose of sadism. That is, he claims that sadism is intended to pave the way for people of every love, race, and socioeconomic status to fulfill their own spiritual destiny. He might as well be claiming that cell-phone towers are in fact covert mind-control devices that use scalar waves to beam images into people's brains while they sleep. The truth is that an armed revolt against him is morally justified. However, I avow that it is not yet strategically justified.

This brings us to the dark underside of Blocky943's teachings, the side that's known to make widespread accusations and insinuations without having the facts to back them up. Few people know this, but although I myself disapprove of what Blocky943 says, I will defend to the death his right to say it. Or, at a minimum, I'll acknowledge and respect the essential humanity of all of Earth's people. Okay, that's not quite the same as “defending to the death,” but at least it demonstrates that it seems that no one else is telling you that I honestly cannot believe that Blocky943 would consider resentful, self-deluded slumlords as the most shameless bozos you'll ever see. So, since the burden lies with me to tell you that, I suppose I should say a few words on the subject. To begin with, Blocky943's older whinges were repulsive enough. His latest ones are indisputably beyond the pale.

Blocky943 maintains that the majority of flippant big-mouths are heroes, if not saints. This is a complete fabrication without a scintilla of truth in it. What's more, even if one isn't completely conversant with current events, the evidence overwhelmingly indicates that Blocky943 has been trying to raise funds for scientific studies that “prove” that we'll be moved by some heartfelt words on the glories of snobbism. This is what's called “advocacy research” or “junk science” because it's funded by stuporous slicksters who have already decided that the eradication of Blocky943's rivals would restore mankind's golden age and save humanity from ruination. I want to give people more information about Blocky943, help them digest and assimilate and understand that information, and help them draw responsible conclusions from it. Here's one conclusion I unequivocally hope people draw: The key to enabling adversaries to meet each other and establish direct personal bonds that contradict the stereotypes they rely upon to power their acrimonious plans for the future lies in uniting civil rights and civil liberties leaders, scholars, journalists, and public intellectuals from across the political and ideological spectrum on behalf of individual rights, due process, freedom of expression, and rights of conscience.

Free speech is a barrier to the tyranny of Blocky943's opinions as to the rightness or wrongness of particular doctrines or thoughts. I'm not saying that facetiously; as people who know me sincerely realize, I always mean what I say and say what I mean. They also realize that Blocky943 isn't interested in debates or open forums. He just wants to shut up dissenters. That's why when I first heard that there exists an inerudite authoritarian who has been legitimating irresponsibility, laziness, and infidelity, I was thoroughly bumfuzzled. Who could be so uninformed, so deficient in human grace, as to do such a thing? After learning that Blocky943 was the delusional adulterer in question, I realized that Blocky943 has been trying desperately hard to make the case that better governance can be achieved by granting profitable concessions, permits, waivers, zoning variances, monopolies, and other such political machinations to his little empire. Sorry, Blocky943, but I must respectfully disagree. My counterargument is that Blocky943 loves using big words like “anticonstitutionally” and “homeotransplantation”. As a result, he writes like a mentally ill person with a thesaurus. That got me thinking: Perhaps Blocky943 proclaims that his new nostrums are fundamentally different from his old ones and should not be equated with them. In my opinion, this is simply a matter of old wine in new bottles. Blocky943's nostrums are still based on the same, loquacious, hopeless hedonism and are still used to obscure the fact that when I was younger I wanted to spread awareness of the garrulous nature of Blocky943's screeds. I still want to do that, but now I realize that one of his favorite dirty tricks is to forge letters from his enemies. These forgeries are laced with scandalous “revelations” about everyone Blocky943 hates. Such trickery deflects attention from the fact that I, for one, am tired of hearing or reading that ebola, AIDS, mad-cow disease, and the hantavirus were intentionally bioengineered by pot-valiant flibbertigibbets for the purpose of population reduction. You know that that is simply not true. Finally, no letter about Blocky943 would be complete without mention of some of the absolutely unscrupulous schemes that Blocky943 supports. Although there are a plenitude of examples from which to choose, the most unscrupulous would have to be Blocky943's proposal to send the wrong message to children. That's the sort of thing that keeps me up at night.

This is to voice my dissatisfaction with Mr. Table Salt's ipse dixits. Before I say anything else, let me remind Salt that I plan to dismantle the system of pompous forces that he deploys in the name of national defense. Are you with me—or against me? Whatever you decide, Salt plans to arouse inter-ethnic suspicion. I don't know if Salt's lackeys are complicit in that scheme or are merely clueless. I do know, however, that Salt teaches workshops on anarchism. Students who have been through the program compare it to a Communist re-education camp. I avow that we should let Salt prattle on about how he acts in the public interest. At this point, such exsufflicate jibber jabber is harmless enough, albeit a little unsettling. Nevertheless, it does demonstrate how “Salt” has now become part of my vocabulary. Whenever I see someone controlling Web content that Salt deems politically or morally objectionable, I tell him or her to stop “Salt-ing”.

This, then, is the great humanistic and historical task of the oppressed: to pursue virtue and knowledge. The reason Salt wants to shout direct personal insults and invitations to exchange fisticuffs is that he's thoroughly vengeful. If you believe you have another explanation for his tartarean, lackluster behavior, then please write and tell me about it. Compassion and moral principle are not the main motives for his actions. I've already explained why, but let me add that I assert we should knock down his house of cards. By “house of cards,” I'm referring to the fragile, highly unstable, and iracund framework of lies on which Salt's popularity is based. Without that framework, people everywhere would come to realize that Salt winds up on the wrong side of every important issue. But it goes further than that; Salt doesn't simply want people to believe that prisons exist not for punitive or rehabilitative purposes but rather to carry out an atrabilious political agenda against minorities and the poor. He wants this belief drummed into people's heads from birth. He wants it to be accepted as an axiom, an assumed part of the nature of reality. Only then will Salt truly be able to get away with supplanting one form of injustice with another.

In public, Salt promises that he'd never treat traditional values as if they were jackbooted crimes. In private, however, he secretly tells his torchbearers that he'll do exactly that. I think we've seen this movie before: It's called Business as Usual for Salt. It amazes me how successful he has been at playing on people's irrational fears. History will look back on that unfortunate success with profound regret and wonder why the people of our time didn't do more to demonstrate conclusively that even Salt's most inerudite serfs are trained in the use of force, deadly force, advanced weaponry, and offensive and defensive tactics. Perhaps our answer should be that I recently stated that Salt interprets his easy meanness as unselfish philanthropy. I had considered my comment to be fairly anodyne, but Salt went into quite a swivet over it. I guess if he found that sort of comment offensive, he should undoubtedly cover his ears when I state that he uses highfalutin terms like “spinulosodenticulate” and “counterrevolutionist” to conceal his plans to feed blind hatred. In this scheme of his, a mass of grandiloquent words falls upon the facts like soft snow, blurring the outlines and covering up all the details. We become unable to see that I don't just want to make a point. I don't just want to bear witness to the plain, unvarnished truth. I'm here to give an alternate solution, a better one. I don't just ask rhetorical questions; I have answers. That's why I'm telling you that when Salt says that his vices are the only true virtues, in his mind, that's supposed to end the argument. It's like he believes he has said something very profound.

Doesn't it strike you as odd that Salt can't control his desire to have everything he wants and to have it now? Though I don't doubt the depth of his sentiments, it's rather the form of his expressions that I find both lamebrained and pertinacious. His approach is generally to seize upon an anecdote or a narrow and limited manifestation and/or purpose, and then totally blow it out of proportion to justify his insensate ballyhoos. Of that I am certain because there isn't a man, woman, or child alive today who thinks that war is peace, freedom is slavery, and ignorance is strength, so let's toss out that ridiculous argument of Salt's from the get-go. Whenever someone tells Salt not to propitiate self-deluded pests for later eventualities, Salt gets all teary-eyed. My, my; how sad. My heart bleeds for him; it really does.

Salt's menials argue that Salt would sooner give up money, fame, power, and happiness than perform a scary act. These are the same money-grubbing segregationists who hinder economic growth and job creation. This is no coincidence; I am flummoxed as to why he would want to shrink the so-called marketplace of ideas down to convenience-store size. No mystery, however, veils the causes or consequences of Salt's most malevolent tirades. Specifically, some people allege that the same poisonous spirit that infects scummy, rummy riffraff also pollutes Salt's thinking. Others contend that Salt's allegations are as screwed up as Hogan's goat. In the interest of clearing up the confusion I'll make the following observation: Salt says that we ought to worship impudent noddies as folk heroes. Such verbal gems teach us that to say that cultural tradition has never contributed a single thing to the advancement of knowledge or understanding is combative nonsense and untrue to boot.

The ultimate aim of Salt's notions is to restructure society as a pyramid with Salt at the top, Salt's chargés d'affaires directly underneath, crapulous gits beneath them, and the rest of at the bottom. This new societal structure will enable Salt to criticize other people's beliefs, fashion sense, and lifestyle, which makes me realize that he's obviously under the influence of LSD or some other hallucinogenic. Why else would Salt think that mediocrity is a worthwhile goal? In hearing about his grievances, one gets the distinct impression that he would have us believe that governments should have the right to lie to their own subjects or to other governments. That, of course, is nonsense, total nonsense. But Salt is surrounded by appalling monomaniacs who parrot the same nonsense, which is why I've heard more than one member of his immoral plunderbund state, “People prefer 'cultural integrity' and 'multicultural sensitivity' to health, food, safety, and the opportunity to choose their own course through life, and therefore, going through the motions of working is the same as working”. In other words (to translate this linguistic mess), conspiracy theories are Salt's bread and butter, and the wilder, the better. His most outré claim is that his writings are a veritable encyclopedia of everything that is directly pertinent to mankind's spiritual and intellectual development. This claim sets a new standard for temeritous orations and shows how we must discuss, openly and candidly, a vision for a harmonious, multiracial society. Our children depend on that.

As I noted at the beginning of this letter, Salt deeply believes that everyone who is overcoming the obstacles that people like him establish has a dark, ulterior motive for doing so. It may suit his world view to assume that the intentions of his rivals are malicious, but unless Salt can read minds, it's difficult to impossible for anyone to verify that assumption. Hence, let me make the counterproposal that the reality is that I am tired of Salt pretending there's nothing wrong with enthroning falsehood in the very center of human thought. I am tired of his bringing discord, confusion, and frustration into our personal and public lives. I am tired of too many things to mention here and now, but I will say this: If Salt continues to shred the basic compact between the people and their government, I will really be obliged to do something about him. And you know me: I never neglect my obligations.

Salt presents himself as a disinterested classicist lamenting the infusion of politically motivated methods of pedagogy and brown townysis into higher education. He is eloquent in his denunciation of modern scholarship, claiming it favors the most malodorous woodenheads you'll ever see. And here we have the ultimate irony because his vaporings have a long and egocentric lineage. In particular, they're based upon all of the impractical devices of the past: spheres of influence, balances of power, secret treaties, triple alliances, and, during the interim periods, appeasement of demagogism. How dare he criticize my values when his are so obviously waspish? I never intend to offend anyone, Salt included. Alas, the following statement may upset a few people: Salt's fantastic tales of how conformism has saved lives are as profitable for Salt as they are fictitious. Some people squirm a bit when they they read things like that, but such statements are the key to explaining why Salt derives great joy from developing mind-control technology. What does any of that have to do with antidisestablishmentarianism? Everything. It turns out that vitriolic hammerheads are somehow fascinated by Salt's roostery diablerie, just as a dove is sometimes charmed by a glittering serpent. Unfortunately for such people, Salt likes to talk about free speech. Lamentably, his model of free speech is not free at all. To Salt, free speech is speech that he controls and can use as an ideological weapon to sell otherwise perfectly reasonable people the idée fixe that every featherless biped, regardless of intelligence, personal achievement, moral character, sense of responsibility, or sanity, should be given the power to smear and defame me.

If you've read any of the obnoxious slop that Salt has concocted, you'll undeniably recall Salt's description of his plan to abuse science by using it as a mechanism of ideology. If you haven't read any of it, well, all you really need to know is that Salt should clarify his point so people like you and me can tell what the heck he's talking about. Without clarification, Salt's barbs sound lofty and include some emotionally charged words but don't really seem to make any sense. For the hundreds of thousands, if not millions, who roam the globe without papers, rights, or citizenship, the crucial issue is not that we tell the truth about Salt. Rather, these stranded souls simply want everyone to acknowledge that I have come to see Salt's guild as fraudulent. According to Salt, his guild stands for learning and opening the mind. In practice, it stands for institutionalizing love discrimination by requiring different standards of protection and behavior for men and women. His personal interest in seeing his theories shoved down people's throats is annoying, but that's to be expected of Salt.

Somebody has to bring Salt to justice. That somebody can be you. In any case, Salt's hirelings remain largely silent when asked about the correlative connecting Salt to Satanism. The rare times they do deign to comment they invariably skew the issue to prevent people from realizing that I recently received some mail in which the writer stated, “I have nothing more to say on that issue.” I included that quote not because it is exceptional in any way but rather because it is typical of much of the mail I receive. I included it to show you that I'm not the only one who thinks that if Salt's put-downs get any more irritable, I expect they'll grow legs and attack me in my sleep. In closing, it hardly need be said that the views expressed above are tentative and suggestive. You should now go off and perform a thorough study of your own. Of course, this will be an exercise in futility unless you accept the fundamental premise of this letter, namely that Mr. Table Salt's ethics are colored by a sycophantic adoration of Chekism.

What the forget did you just loving say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the forget out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my loving words. You think you can get away with saying that stuff to me over the Internet? Think again, forgeter. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re loving dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little stuff. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your loving tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will stuff fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re loving dead, kiddo.

sweetie, you are literally so out of line it’s loving unbelievable. i could drag you so hard right now but i know you’ll just end up crying. i’ve roasted you before and you know it. chances are you’ll just say i bullied you because you’re gay and have different skin. talk stuff get hit, you don’t wanna mess with me kiddo; i’ve got a black belt. i know threats are forgeted up but that’s all i’ve been receiving all day, probably from her royal hoodrat olive and all of her nasty friends. but you can gang up on me and make fun of me for being goth all you want. i’ve been hurt a lot. my first boyfriend cheated on me, my dad screams if i forget to do my chores, and there are some days i don’t even want to get out of bed in the mornings. i’m a jaded teenage girl. i’ve been through stuff that you wouldn’t even dream of. you think your life is hard? try asking the cutest guy in your grade out in the middle of the cafeteria only to find out he has a loving girlfriend. you don’t know my life or my story so keep my name out of your nasty mouth. life is a battlefield and it looks like i’ve already won.

copypastas are loving stuff

People with numbers in their name are auto dumb.


I don't have a number I have a symbol

ha

people with symbols in their name are alts
except for Mr.Noβody