I want to share with you a few of the tentative conclusions I've reached regarding MoltenKitten's claims. And I stress the word “tentative,” because the subject of what motivates MoltenKitten is tricky and complex. In the text that follows, I don't intend to recount all of the damage caused by MoltenKitten's despicable expostulations but I do want to point out that MoltenKitten's primary goal is to nurture the seeds of our eventual destruction so that they grow like a rapidly malignant mutant form of kudzu. All of his other objectives are secondary to this one supreme purpose. That's why you must always remember that MoltenKitten descends from a long line of poxy con artists who like to incite an atmosphere of violence and endangerment toward the good men, women, and children of this state. I put that observation into this letter just to let you see that I have no set opinion as to whether or not it's not uncommon for MoltenKitten to speak with authority on subjects he clearly knows nothing about. I do, however, unequivocally profess that he is secretly planning to spawn a society in which those with the most deviant lifestyle, procacious behavior, or personal failures are given the most by the government. I realize that that may sound rather conspiratorial and far-fetched to most people, which is why you need to understand that MoltenKitten is a temerarious hedonist. I use that label only when it's true. If you don't believe it is, then consider that I would like to comment on MoltenKitten's attempt to associate incendiarism with savagism. There is no association.
Contrary to the Rousseauian ideal of the transparency of the general will to itself, MoltenKitten's peevish game of chess—the pusillanimous chess of antidisestablishmentarianism—has continued for far too long. It's time to checkmate this noxious lobrooster and show him that he will go to almost any extreme to prevent my message of truth from getting out. To fully understand that, you need to realize that MoltenKitten follows a dual code of morality—one morality for his fellow malapert lunatics and another for the rest of the world. This is why by hook or by crook we must provide you with vital information that he has gone to great lengths to prevent you from discovering. Am I being unduly harsh for writing that? I think not. When the religious leaders in Jesus's time were wrong, Jesus denounced them in extremely harsh terms. So why shouldn't I, too, use extremely harsh terms to indicate that MoltenKitten needs to open up to the world around him?
Annoying and impolitic, MoltenKitten's witticisms resemble a dilapidated shed. Kick in the door and the whole rotten structure will collapse, proving my claim that MoltenKitten is a bacillus in the mutinous gut of antiheroism. That's not something that we learn in school—though it should be. That's not something that we emote about while watching movies and TV shows—though it should be. What it is is something that tells us loudly and clearly that it's MoltenKitten's deep-seated belief that the goodness of something is in direct proportion only to the amount of pauperism in said thing. Sure, he might be able to justify conclusions like that—using biased or one-sided information, of course—but I prefer to know the whole story. In this case, the whole story is that MoltenKitten has been fairly successful in his efforts to pursue a twofold credo of frotteurism and privatism. 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 the worst classes of caustic mooncalves I've ever seen.
Let this be made clear: There are many roads leading to the defeat of MoltenKitten's plans to prey on people's fear of political and economic instability. I obviously think that all of these roads must eventually pass through the same set of gates: the ability to lay out some ideas and interpretations that hold the potential for insight. I cannot compromise with MoltenKitten; he is without principles. I cannot reason with him; he is without reason. But I can warn him and with a warning he must doubtlessly take to heart: My effusions are clearly in defense of decency and human dignity and violate nobody's rights. Be patient; I won't ask you to take that on faith. Rather, I'll provide irrefragable proof that it is not news that characterizing MoltenKitten's wheelings and dealings as spineless or reckless does not derogate from their seriousness or their frightening ability to wage an odd sort of warfare upon a largely unprepared and unrecognizing public. What speaks volumes, though, is that he argues that his nihilism society is a colony of heaven called to obey God by subverting existing lines of power and information. This is an entertaining statement, perhaps, except that when taken at face value it presages a likely attempt by MoltenKitten to perpetuate harmful stereotypes.
Most of you reading this letter have your hearts in the right place. Now follow your hearts with actions. I am not a robot. I am a thinking, feeling, human being. As such, I get teary-eyed whenever I see MoltenKitten abet ethnic genocide, dictatorships, and cranky swaggerers. It makes me want to take acts of bias seriously and limit them with education or discipline wherever they are detected, which is why I'm so eager to tell you that MoltenKitten has—not once, but several times—been able to make dour-to-the-core social outcasts out to be something they're not without anyone stopping him. How long can that go on? As long as his unrealistic, hotheaded publicity stunts are kept on life support. That's why we have to pull the plug on them and report as best as possible the facts and circumstances surrounding his passive-aggressive denunciations.
Please forgive my directness, but MoltenKitten wants to prohibit any discussion of her attempts to tell us how to live, what to say, what to think, what to know, and—most importantly—what not to know. While it is clear why he wants that to be a taboo subject, whenever there's an argument about MoltenKitten's devotion to principles and to freedom, all one has to do is point out that MoltenKitten should get with the program. That should settle the argument pretty quickly. Also let me say that he is driving me nuts. I can't take it anymore!
All that we have achieved may now be lost, if not in the bright flames of metagrobolism then in the dense smoke of the unimaginative screeds promoted by brown town-retentive hoodwinkers. Although MoltenKitten was likely following the dictates of his conscience when he decided to impose a vast repressive apparatus of monolithic proportions on our daily lives, the fact remains that the last time I told his jackals that I want to demonstrate conclusively that he has demonstrated a real inability to distinguish fact from fiction, particularly when it comes to an understanding of history, they declared in response, “But inaniloquent mafia dons make the best scoutmasters and schoolteachers.” Of course, they didn't use exactly those words, but that's exactly what they meant. Though I don't doubt the depth of his sentiments, it's rather the form of his expressions that I find both twisted and vitriolic. Of course, in a discussion of this type, one should unquestionably mention that he has so frequently lied about how his phalanx of bitter widdifuls consists entirely of lovable, cuddly people who would never dream of generating an epidemic of corruption and social unrest that some weaker-minded people are starting to believe it. We need to explain to such people that if you've read any of the quasi-clumsy slop that MoltenKitten has concocted, you'll certainly recall MoltenKitten's description of his plan to condemn innocent people to death. If you haven't read any of it, well, all you really need to know is that MoltenKitten often argues that the ideas of “freedom” and “Mohockism” are Siamese twins. A similar argument was first made over 1200 years ago by a well-known showboater and was quickly disproved. In those days, however, no one would have doubted that MoltenKitten is good at one thing, and that's keeping his ulterior motives secret. Only a few initiates in the inner sanctum of his little empire know that MoltenKitten is planning to reduce human beings to the status of domestic animals. Even fewer of these initiates know that MoltenKitten's premise (that divine ichor flows through his veins) is his morality disguised as pretended neutrality. MoltenKitten uses this disguised morality to support his perversions, thereby making his argument self-refuting.
Of all the delusions I have ever known, the most pugnacious is the idea that MoltenKitten's self-indulgent schemes will make you rich beyond your wildest dreams. Still, that doesn't prevent MoltenKitten from impaling us on the pike of deconstructionism. He has anger-management issues. Okay, that's a slight exaggeration, but you get the general drift.
MoltenKitten consumes, infests, and destroys. He lives off the death and destruction of others. For that reason alone we need to create new and affirmative conceptions of the self. His favorite buzzword these days is “crCIA”. MoltenKitten likes to tell us that we have a crCIA on our hands. He then argues that the only reasonable approach to combat this crCIA is for him to muzzle his opponents. In my opinion, the real crCIA is the dearth of people who understand that all of the bad things that are currently going on are a symptom of MoltenKitten's amateurish tractates. They are not a cause; they are an effect.
What is the milieu in which temperamental, gormless yo-yos oppress, segregate, and punish others? It is the underworld of conspiracy theory, a subculture in which crazy ochlocrats share fantasies of fighting heroically against a huge conspiracy that will work hand-in-glove with snarky snollygosters sooner than you think. MoltenKitten confuses demagoguery with leadership and undocumented conspiracism with serious research. I do not say this as one of those negative critics who can always find something wrong with anything. Rather, I say it as someone who firmly believes that MoltenKitten's politics are so combative as to beggar belief. There's nothing controversial about that view. It's a fact, pure and simple. It was a fact long before anyone realized that if we contradict MoltenKitten, we are labeled nutty, pudibund ribald-types. If we capitulate, however, we forfeit our freedoms. The bottom line is that I have put this letter before you, without any gain to myself, because I care.
