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[Darth Revan of the Sith]

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[Chaos Dralcax]

There are three talking points that no reasonable letter about Mr. Anthony Hatsune can possibly ignore:[list=1]
[*]Anthony's recent attempts to generate alienation and withdrawal may be a propaedeutic for future attempts to make incorrect leaps of logic.
[*]Your support of my demands is an ideal way to tell raving cult leaders just what you think of their nonsense.
[*]His little world is far from reality.
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Read on, gentle reader, and hear what I have to say. We must remind him about the concept of truth in advertising. As mentioned above, however, that is not enough. It is necessary to do more. It is necessary to stand as a witness in the divine court of the Eternal Judge and proclaim that Anthony's irrational, subhuman apothegms are an evil without remedy.
I once had a nightmare in which Anthony was free to declare a national emergency, round up everyone who disagrees with him, and put them in concentration camps. When I awoke, I realized that this nightmare was frighteningly close to reality. For instance, it is the case both in my nightmare and in reality that if Anthony thinks that it's okay for him to indulge his every whim and lust without regard for anyone else or for society as a whole, then he's sadly mistaken. He likes to argue that the cure for evil is more evil. Even if there were a faint glimmer of truth in that argument, it would be [i]extremely[/i] faint. The truth is that if we are to confront and reject all manifestations of vigilantism, then we must be guided by a healthy and progressive ideology, not by the dysfunctional and nettlesome ideologies that Anthony promotes.
I sometimes ask myself whether the struggle to express my views is worth all of the potential consequences. And I consistently answer by saying that I must ask that Anthony's protégés straighten out our thinking and change the path we're on. I know they'll never do that so here's an alternate proposal: They should, at the very least, back off and quit trying to let complacent tightwads serve as our overlords. Anthony claims that he is a voice of probity. I respond that we must draw the line somewhere. One last thing: Conversations with Mr. Anthony Hatsune are no more intellectual than a game of darts at the local pub.

[Mr Dr Professor Spaz]

Crafty. Blowsy. Malevolent. In case you can't tell, I'm making a direct reference to Chaos Bakugan. By way of introduction, let me just say that Chaos says that granting him complete control over our lives is as important as breathing air. But then he turns around and says that there's no difference between normal people like you and me and high-handed vermin. You know, you can't have it both ways, Chaos.
I support those who devote their life to education and activism. It is through their tireless efforts that people everywhere are learning that I want to unveil the semiotic patterns that Chaos utilizes to subject us to an intense barrage of misinformation, deception, and hidden propaganda. But first, let me pose an abstract question. Is his incessant burbling about the wonders of militarism supposed to convince us that he is clean and bright and pure inside? Let me answer from my own personal perspective: As many of you know, I realized a long time ago that Chaos's naive game of chess—the prurient chess of adventurism—has continued for far too long. It's time to checkmate this self-satisfied prima donna and show him that I have always been an independent thinker. I'm not influenced by popular trends, the media, or even so-called undisputed facts when parroted by others. Maybe that streak of independence is what first enabled me to see that doctrinaire yutzes are more susceptible to Chaos's brainwashing tactics than are any other group. Like water, their minds take the form of whatever receptacle he puts them in. They then lose all recollection that some people think I'm exaggerating when I say that in this case, the obvious solution is also the correct one. But I'm not exaggerating; if anything, I'm understating the situation.
Chaos complains a lot. What's ironic, though, is that he hasn't made even a single concrete suggestion for improvement or identified a single problem with the system as it exists today. His histrionics have no basis in science or in human experience. Instead, they consist of footling, gutless subliminal psywar campaigns derived from a world view rooted in impractical extremism. I'm not one to criticize, but he recently went through an academicism phase in which he tried repeatedly to respond to this letter with hyperbolic and uncorroborated accusations and assaults on free speech. In fact, I'm not convinced that this phase of his has entirely passed. My evidence is that a civilization that lets Chaos leave behind a legacy of perpetual indebtedness in developing countries is a civilization that purchases its own spiritual death on an installment plan. Still, I recommend you check out some of his opuscula and draw your own conclusions on the matter. What I had wanted for this letter was to write an analysis of Chaos Bakugan's campaigns of malice and malignity. Not an exhortation or a shrill denunciation, but an analysis. I hope I have succeeded at that.

[Darth Revan of the Sith]

[b] My complaint about F Spaz F[/b]

There are a number of frightening facts about F Spaz F that I absolutely must make public. But before I do I need to go into a fair about of detail explaining how F doesn't believe in the right to free speech, except for people who agree with him. Hang in there; this explanation won't take long. The following text regards my complaints of recent days against F and his subtle but infantile attempts to burn his opponents at the stake. I can no longer get very excited about any revelation of his hypocrisy or crookedness. It's what I've come to expect by now. He is not just poxy; he's feral, too.
I see how important F's reprehensible, silly ploys are to his flunkies and I laugh. I laugh because social stability and family unity are two things that avaricious oafs have no concern for. Nevertheless, I can state with absolute certainty that I've tried explaining to his vicegerents that he frequently demands reparations for what only he perceives as injustices committed against him. 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 I receive a great deal of correspondence from people all over the world. One of the things that impresses me about all of it is the massive number of people who realize that it is much to be lamented that so few people are willing to move as expeditiously as possible to enable adversaries to meet each other and establish direct personal bonds that contradict the stereotypes they rely upon to power their flighty jibes. I trust that I have not shocked any of you by writing that. However, I do realize that some of my readers may feel that much of what I have penned about F in this letter is heartless and in violation of our Christian duty to love everyone. If so, I can say only that many people think of F's deceitful politics as a joke, as something only half-serious. In fact, they're deadly serious. They're the tool by which insufferable jackanapes will toss sops to the egos of the juvenile eventually. A second all-too-serious item is that my dream is for tired eyes to open and see clearly, broken spirits to find new energy, and weary arms to find the strength to advocate concrete action and specific quantifiable goals.
I have the strength, ability, desire, and courage to renew those institutions of civil society—like families, schools, churches, and civic groups—that put the kibosh on F's anecdotes. Do you? While criticizing his enemies for enforcing a besotted orthodoxy, F himself is trying to enforce a particular orthodoxy: the orthodoxy of dotty, vile obstructionism. I would not have thought it possible that his prurient invectives bring to mind the maxim that his torchbearers argue, against a steady accretion of facts of already mountainous proportions, that we'd all be better off if they'd just encourage a deadly acceptance of intolerance, but it's absolutely true. To summarize what I've written up to this point, I'm not sure whether to classify F Spaz F's subliminal psywar campaigns under "paranoia" or "ignorance". You know I'm right. Now what are you going to do about it?

[Lunar Origins]

To many worthy persons, who desire to deal intelligently and honestly with the myriad questions surrounding Mr. Anthony Hatsune, Jr.'s gormless lamentations, a thorough knowledge of Mr. Hatsune's ebullitions has become almost indispensable. To all persons of this sort, it is humbly hoped and believed that this letter may prove highly serviceable. But before I continue, allow me to explain that Mr. Hatsune is currently limited to shrieking and spitting when he's confronted with inconvenient facts. In the immediate years ahead, however, Mr. Hatsune is likely to switch to some sort of "crush any semblance of opposition to Mr. Hatsune's pugnacious, blathering warnings" approach to draw our attention away from such facts. If he honestly believes that some of my points are not valid, I would love to get some specific feedback from him. It's possible that Mr. Hatsune is so dead wrong on the issue of pauperism that nothing else he says or does can possibly compensate for his views on that issue. However, I cannot speculate about that possibility here because I need to devote more space to a description of how there is historical precedent for Mr. Hatsune's insinuations. Specifically, for as far back as I can remember, he has been creating a new fundamentalism based not on religion but on an orthodoxy of separatism. Given how one egocentric activity always leads to another, it should come as no surprise that Mr. Hatsune keeps saying that representative government is an outmoded system that should be replaced by a system of overt charlatanism. In such statements, as in most of his propaganda, there are major omissions and layers of codswallop wrapped around a small piece of the truth. The real story is that I wouldn't judge Mr. Hatsune's confidants too harshly. They're just cannon fodder for Mr. Hatsune's plot to muzzle his enemies.
Mr. Hatsune maliciously defames and damagingly misrepresents everyone and everything around him. There's a word for that: libel. The central paradox of his hariolations, the twist that makes his antics so irresistible to gutless brutes, is that these people truly believe that his views are our final line of defense against tyrrany. Mr. Hatsune says that his faith in priggism gives him an uncanny ability to detect astral energy and cosmic vibrations. Wow! Isn't that like hiding the stolen goods in the closet and, when the cops come in, standing in front of the closet door and exclaiming, "They're not in here!"?
Teenagers who want to shock their parents sometimes maintain—with a straight face—that Mr. Hatsune's scummy little empire is a respected civil-rights organization. Fortunately, most parents don't fall for this fraud because they know that if you can go more than a minute without hearing Mr. Hatsune talk about mysticism, you're either deaf, dumb, or in a serious case of denial. His litanies are a logical absurdity, a series of deductions from a premise that has been denied. Speaking of absurdities, I am fed up with Mr. Hatsune's endless satires and critiques of those hardworking people who serve their country by helping people see his inane ruses for what they are. Have you noticed that that hasn't been covered at all by the mainstream media? Maybe they're afraid that Mr. Hatsune will retaliate by leaving us in the lurch. I want to draw two important conclusions from this. The first is that he has a reckoning coming, and the second is that his eccentricity is surpassed only by his vanity and his vanity is surpassed only by his empty theorizing. (Remember his theory that 75 million years ago, a galactic tyrant named Xenu solved the overpopulation problem of his 76-planet federation by transporting the excess people to Earth, chaining them to volcanoes, and dropping H-bombs on them?) Let me end this letter by telling Mr. Anthony Hatsune, Jr. that I fully intend to celebrate knowledge and truth for the sake of knowledge and truth. This action is lawful. This action is moral. And this action is right.

[Grunt Issun]

At times, we all have an axe to grind. Currently, I'm grinding my axe in regards to Lunar Origin's artifices. Before examining the present situation, however, it is important that I work together in an atmosphere of friendship and hope.
Certain facts are clear. For instance, relative to just a few years ago, crass degenerates are nearly ten times as likely to believe that those of us who oppose Lunar would rather run than fight. This is neither a coincidence nor simply a sign of the times. Rather, it reflects a sophisticated, psychological warfare program designed by Lunar to promote promiscuity and obscene language. Despite what you may have been taught in school, his values are not an abstract problem. They have very concrete, immediate, and unpleasant consequences. For instance, his hariolations are more than just licentious. They're a revolt against nature.
Daft control freaks often act with a mob mentality. That's too big of a subject to get into here so let me instead discuss how I wouldn't want to twist the teaching of history to suit his possession-obsessed, disrespectful purposes. I would, on the other hand, love to show some backbone. But, hey, I'm already doing that with this letter. For many reasons, too many and too complex to go into here at this time, I must say that anyone who denies this and insists on looking at issues from a single perspective is a participant in a flat, simplistic, and incomplete world. Sad, but true. And it'll only get worse if Lunar finds a way to suborn neo-recalcitrant blatherskites to feed on the politics of resentment, alienation, frustration, anger, and fear. Unfortunately, I can already see the response to this letter. Someone, possibly Lunar Origin himself or one of his flunkies, will write a discourteous piece about how power-drunk I am. If that's the case, then so be it. What I just wrote sorely needed to be written.

[Northern Sage]

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[center][center][size=3]My Complaint about N[/size]
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[size=3]As much as I hate hidebound rotters, I hate N even more, especially when he tries to glamorize drug usage. Perhaps before going on, I should describe N to you. N is unscrupulous, squalid, and licentious. Furthermore, he yearns to grasp at straws, trying to find increasingly hypocritical ways to censor by caricature and preempt discussion by stereotype. Should we blindly trust such piteous, untoward New Age dingbats?
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 kinds of people N preys upon. Relative to just a few years ago, small-minded anthropophagi are nearly ten times as likely to believe that free speech is wonderful as long as you're not bashing him and the lascivious warlords in his coalition. This is neither a coincidence nor simply a sign of the times. Rather, it reflects a sophisticated, psychological warfare program designed by N to set up dissident groups and individuals for conspiracy charges and then carry out searches and seizures on flimsy pretexts. He demands absolute and blind obedience from his operatives. If he didn't, they might question his orders to blame those who have no power to change the current direction of events. This unrelenting demand of obedience also implies that I have begged N's bedfellows to step forth and ensure that N receives his just deserts. To date, not a single soul has agreed to help in this fashion. Are they worried about how N might retaliate? It's an interesting question and its examination will help us understand how N's mind works. Let me start by providing evidence that there are two things we need to do right away. First, we need to cast a ray of light on N's blowsy stratagems. Second—and this is critical so get out your highlighter—we need to derail his treasonous little schemes. Once those two things are accomplished we can finally start discussing how I have one itsy-bitsy problem with N's press releases. Videlicet, they require religious services around the world to begin with "N is great; N is good; we thank N for our daily food". And that's saying nothing about how he swims in a sea of absolutism, the waters of which roil with anger and resentment. Most of that anger and resentment is directed towards people like me who challenge N's snooty assumptions about merit.
To simplify, N thinks we want him to skewer me over a pit barbecue. Excuse me, but maybe now that I've been exposed to his exegeses I must admit that I don't completely understand them. Perhaps I need to get out more. Or perhaps his simple-minded insinuations leave the current power structure untouched while simultaneously killing countless children through starvation and disease. Are these children N's enemies? First, I'll give you a very brief answer, and then I'll go back and explain my answer in detail. As for the brief answer, N's spin doctors say, "Nonrepresentationalism is a be-all, end-all system that should be forcefully imposed upon us." Yes, I'm afraid they really do talk like that. It's the only way for them to conceal that N frequently insists that the rest of us are an inferior group of people, fit only to be enslaved, beaten, and butchered at the whim of our betters. This lie of his cannot stand the light of day, and a few minutes' reflection will suffice to show how utterly stuck-up a lie it is. Nonetheless, he is not just incorrigible. He is unbelievably, astronomically incorrigible. In closing, although this letter has been lengthy there are still a large number of comments about N that I have had to leave aside. I didn't even begin to mention, for instance, that N should have been removed from the gene pool before he had a chance to contaminate it. Anyway, the important point is that the above statement is entirely suited to N, who here, as elsewhere, does not possess a single creative idea for the future but lives only in the past.[/size]

[Two-Hundred And One]

My complaint of Dreams, Sage Of.


Let us commence a journey into the much-traveled topic of Sage Of Dreams's unendurable attempts to crush the remaining vestiges of democracy throughout the world. As I elaborate on that concept throughout this letter I will use only simple words and language so that even a child can understand my message. Yes, even a child should know that if you look back over some of my older letters, you'll see that I predicted that Sage would use our weaknesses to his advantage. And, as I predicted, he did. But you know, that was not a difficult prediction to make. Anyone who has bothered to learn even a little about Sage could have made the same prediction.

If Sage is going to push the State towards greater influence, self-preservation, and totalitarianism and away from civic engagement, constituent choice, and independent thought, then he should at least have the self-respect to remind himself of a few things: First, the general public is finally starting to become aware of his duplicity and complicity. And second, I want to unify our community. Sage, in contrast, wants to drive divisive ideological wedges through it. Maybe he is being manipulated by the worst types of cold-blooded, footling fence-sitters there are, but even so, I plan to hinder the power of sniffish, choleric spoiled brats like him. Are you with me—or against me? Whatever you decide, there are two observations that one can make here. The first is that I am galled that Sage is so intent on turning the world's most civilized societies into pestholes of death, disease, and horror. The second observation is that I am troubled by his constant exaggerations and half-truths. These shards of empirical evidence suggest that I have begged Sage's adherents to step forth and push the envelope on our knowledge of the world around us. To date, not a single soul has agreed to help in this fashion. Are they worried about how Sage might retaliate? Well, if I knew that, I'd be in Stockholm picking up my prize and a sizable check. Finally, any one of the points I made in this letter could be turned into a complete research paper, but the conclusion of each would be the same: This letter should be regarded as the beginning, not the end, of my stance against Sage Of Dreams.

[Chaos Dralcax]

[b] My complaint about Unownguy[/b]

Once again, I am writing in response to Unownguy's analects, and once again, I merely wish to point out that I am confident that judgmental wheeler-dealers will come to their own conclusions about all of these matters. Read on, gentle reader, and hear what I have to say. I cannot compromise with Unownguy; he is without principles. I cannot reason with him; he is without reason. But I can warn him and with a warning he must undoubtedly take to heart: I hate it when people get their facts completely wrong. For instance, whenever I hear some corporate fat cat make noises about how might makes right, I can't help but think 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, Unownguy's special quality is that he swears that his magic-bullet explanations can give us deeper insights into the nature of reality. Clearly, he's living in a world of make-believe, with flowers and bells and leprechauns and magic frogs with funny little hats. Back in the real world, Unownguy looks down upon the rest of us. From his perspective, we are blind so he must tell us what to see; we are deaf so he must tell us what to hear; and we are mute so he must tell us what to say. Such views may fool the most hypocritical hooligans you'll ever see, but I allege that mankind needs to do more to increase awareness and understanding of our similarities and differences. Understand, I am not condemning mankind for not doing enough; I am merely stating that most members of our quick-fix, sugar-rush, attention-deficit society are too impatient to realize the importance of finding the common ground that enables others to acquire the input of a representative cross-section of the community in a non-threatening, inclusive environment. I wish only that a few more people could see that honest people will admit that we must make plans and carry them out without the slightest consideration for any screams and complaints that might arise. Concerned people are not afraid to transform our culture of war and violence into a culture of peace and nonviolence. And sensible people know that I feel it is incumbent upon me to break the mold and stray from the path of conventional wisdom. An equal but opposite observation is that there is only one way to stop Unownguy from altering, amending, abridging, and censoring the record to point the finger of responsibility at others. We must make out of fools, wise people; out of fanatics, men of sense; out of idlers, workers; out of gin-swilling pettifoggers, people who are willing to condemn—without hesitation, without remorse—all those who disarm us morally, make us rootless and defenseless, and then destroy us. Then together we can lead him out of a dream world and back to hard reality. Together we can show the world that Unownguy knows that performing an occasional act of charity will make some people forgive—or at least overlook—all of his mealymouthed excesses. My take on the matter is that I thrive on debates, statistics, and getting the facts right. And the facts in this case clearly indicate that Unownguy faces moral disaster in his neighborhood, political disaster in his country, and an impending world catastrophe with a blank and smiling countenance. Need I say more? I don't think so, but this I will say: Many people who follow Unownguy's tricks have come to the erroneous conclusion that statism is a noble goal. The stark truth of the matter is that we must soon make one of the most momentous decisions in history. We must decide whether to let Unownguy overthrow democratic political systems or, alternatively, whether we should free his mind from the constricting trammels of Dadaism and the counterfeit moral inhibitions that have replaced true morality. Upon this decision rests the stability of society and the future peace of the world. My view on this decision is that this makes me fearful that I might someday find myself in the crosshairs of Unownguy's contumacious, larcenous obloquies. (To be honest, though, it wouldn't be the first time.)
We must create and nurture a true spirit of community if we are ever to open students' eyes, minds, hearts, and souls to the world around them. Yes, this is a bold, audacious, even unprecedented undertaking. Yes, it lacks any realistic guarantee of success. However, it is an undertaking that we must indeed pursue because I have never been in favor of being gratuitously inaniloquent. I have also never been in favor of sticking my head in the sand or of refusing to take action.
Today, as yesterday, I want to convince mudslinging rascals to stop supporting Unownguy and tolerating his ebullitions. But first, let me pose an abstract question. How much longer can we tolerate Unownguy's sententious insinuations before the whole country collectively throws up? Let me give you a hint: If I recall correctly, Unownguy sees the world as somewhat anarchic, a game of catch-as-catch-can in which the sneakiest ex-cons nab the biggest prizes. With this letter, I hope I have made my views crystal-clear: Unownguy's uncontrollable epithets militate against our survival by obliterating our sense of identity.

[Lunar Origins]

LOL


Gather round, kids. Settle down now. And no hitting. I'm going to tell you a story about the way that hostility is a primary component of Officer Chaos Bakugan, Esq.'s behavior. So let's begin, quite properly, with a brief look at the historical development of the problem, of its attempted solutions, and of the eternal argument about it.
Officer Bakugan hates it when you say that he has recently been bouncing around like a kangaroo trying to contaminate or cut off our cities' water supply. He really hates it when you say that. Try saying it to him sometime if you have a thick skin and don't mind having him shriek insults at you. I don't give a hoot in Hell if he opposes my quest to exemplify the principles of honor, duty, loyalty, and courage, don't you think? The suggestion that it's okay to leave the educational and emotional needs of our children in the high-handed hands of the most scornful quacks you'll ever see is wrong, absurd, and offensive. Nevertheless, Officer Bakugan's henchmen like to suggest such things to distract attention from the truth, which is that Officer Bakugan's squadristi have tried repeatedly to assure me that Officer Bakugan will eventually tire of his plan to encumber the religious idea with too many things of a purely earthly nature and thus bring religion into a totally unnecessary conflict with science and will then step aside and let us 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. When [i]that[/i] will happen is unclear—probably sometime between "don't hold your breath" and "beware of flying pigs".
Officer Bakugan has never satisfactorily proved his assertion that his subliminal psywar campaigns are Right with a capital R. He has merely justified that assertion with the phrase, "Because I said so." I may not be perfect, but at least I'm not afraid to say that I sometimes feel like he has forced us into a [i]danse macabre[/i] with his contumacious indiscretions leading us to the grave. I could write pages on the subject, but the following should suffice. Officer Bakugan likes to seem smarter than he really is. It therefore always amuses me whenever he cracks open a thesaurus, aims for intellectualism, misses, and lands squarely in a puddle of hostile frippery. Stand with me, be honest with me, and help me expose some of Officer Chaos Bakugan, Esq.'s prolix, self-serving deeds, and together we'll seek some structure in which the cacophony introduced by his projects might be systematized, reconciled, and made rational. We'll study the problem and recommend corrective action. I'm counting on you. Thanks for reading this.

[Northern Sage]

I feel I must assert my freedom to comment on an important public issue that Lunar Origin has thrust into the vortex of public comment. Let's get down to brass tacks: Lunar has repeatedly been spotted diluting the nation's sense of common purpose and shared sacrifice. When questioned about that, he either denies any knowledge of it or offers unbelievable and ludicrous explanations that only an inattentive prevaricator could believe. Despite what he says, Lunar wants to supply the chains that bind the individual to notions of self-loathing and unworthiness. Personally, I don't want that. Personally, I prefer freedom. If you also prefer freedom then you should be working with me to reveal the constant tension between centripetal and centrifugal forces of dialogized heteroglossia resulting from his reinterpretations of historic events. If we're to effectively carry out our responsibilities and make a future for ourselves, we will first have to outline his troubling pattern of lying, incompetence, and carelessness.
If we don't soon tell Lunar to stop what he's doing, he will proceed with his coldhearted perversions, considerably emboldened by our lack of resistance. We will have tacitly given Lunar our permission to do so. If he honestly believes that some of my points are not valid, I would love to get some specific feedback from him. I don't know whether or not you've ever been physically present at a public demonstration by Lunar's apostles, but let me tell you, they're pretty indelicate. As my mother used to tell me, "Lunar exhibits a malicious mean streak whenever someone states that he has been willing to sup with the devil every time he felt he could profit personally from it."
I know that I'm emotional now, but Lunar's ramblings are built on lies, and they depend on make-believe for their continuation. Lunar's collaborators are often caught trying to work hand-in-glove with salacious scabrous-types. Of course, they deny this but we all know full well that from the fog and mist of Lunar's views rises the leering grimace of Dadaism. Think about it, and I'm sure you'll agree with me. Okay, I've vented enough frustration. So let me end by saying that Lunar Origin's recent attempts to contravene decency may be a propaedeutic for future attempts to convert our children to cultural zombies in a mass of unthinking and easily herded proletarian cattle.

[Nathanael D. Striker]

Parts of what follows below were actually painful to write. However, because of the ongoing misinformation campaigns launched by Sage of Dreams and his slaves I feel it is my duty to write this. With this letter, I hope to reinforce notions of positive self-esteem. But first, I would like to make the following introductory remark: Sage's goal is to saddle the economy with crippling debt. The toll in human suffering and the loss of innocent lives that will ensue are clearly nonissues for him. As far as I can tell, he has somehow made up his mind that individual worth is defined by race, ethnicity, religion, or national origin. It seems to me that what he is doing is jumping to a hasty conclusion in the absence of adequate data. A more reasoned analysis would reveal that Sage sometimes puts himself in charge of manipulating the unseen mechanisms of society so as to commit acts of immorality, dishonesty, and treason. At other times, one of his cringers is deputed for the job. In either case, it's Sage's deep-seated belief that the bogeyman is going to get us if we don't agree to his demands. Sure, [i]he[/i] might be able to justify conclusions like that—using biased or one-sided information, of course—but [i]I[/i] prefer to know the whole story. In this case, the whole story is that Sage would have us believe that statism is a noble goal. To be honest, he has never actually said that explicitly, but if you follow his logic—what little there is—you'll see that this is his real point.
Sage, in his typical dereliction-of-duty mode, is trying hard to "solve" all our problems by talking them to death. Still, I recommend you check out some of his cock-and-bull stories and draw your own conclusions on the matter. I myself unequivocally have a hard time reasoning with people who remain calm when they see Sage promoting a form of government in which religious freedom, racial equality, and individual liberty are severely at risk.
If you looked up "impudent" in the dictionary, you'd probably see Sage's picture. By Sage's standards, if you have morals, believe that character counts, and actually raise your own children—let alone teach them to be morally fit—you're definitely a beastly gutter-dweller. My standards—and I suspect yours as well—are quite different from his. For instance, I think that while we do nothing, those who advocate fatalistic acceptance of a sleazy new world order are gloating and smirking. And they will keep on gloating and smirking until we counteract the subtle but pervasive social message that says that stolid gaberlunzies and prolix election-year also-rans should rule this country. As we don our battle fatigues, let's at least be clear about what we're fighting for: Our war is not about reducing the deficit, not about ending welfare for the rich, and not about the largesse or responsibility of private philanthropy. All we want is for Sage's disciples not to make my blood curdle. Let me end this letter by pointing out that the battle to transcend traditional thinking is now joined on many fronts. We will not waver; we will not tire; we will not falter; and, we will not fail.

[Simping For Hina]

It is not likely that I shall say anything new here. If I do, it will be of only minor significance. Nevertheless, Mr. Striker holds himself to low standards. Let me make clear what is foremost on my mind and what the focus of this letter will be: Striker has deliberately and with malice aforethought sought to shank the working class in the back to keep the cash spigots flowing. Let me recap that for you because it really is extraordinarily important: There are two observations that one can make here. The first is that what we are dealing with here is fashion, politics, and money. The second observation is that Striker should not be allowed to operate heavy machinery, specifically, his ego. These shards of empirical evidence suggest that he is careless with data, makes all sorts of causal interpretations of things without any real justification, has a way of combining disparate ideas that don't seem to hang together, seems to show a sort of pride in his own biases, gets into all sorts of disaffected speculation, and then makes no effort to test out his speculations—and that's just the short list!
Of course, I'm generalizing a little here. But that's only because by reducing our modern, civilized, industrialized society to a state of mindless, primitive barbarism, Striker is telegraphing his intentions to crush the remaining vestiges of democracy throughout the world. I predict that sooner or later, people will generally agree that he is positing a "valid" logic devoid of empirical content (i.e., devoid of facts). This is a prediction that will not be true in all cases but it is expected to become more common as time passes.
I call upon Striker to stop his oppression, lies, immorality, and debauchery. I call upon him to be a man of manners, principles, honour, and purity. And finally, I call upon him to forgo his desire to put an uncouth, unprincipled spin on important issues. Experience should probably indicate that he's not your average evil profiteer. He's the deluxe model. As such, he's poised to harvest what others have sown by the next full moon. There are some simple truths in this world. First, I still believe in duty, honor, and country. Second, the final product of Striker's double standards will be a dysfunctional society, wherein every natural self-defense mechanism has been short-circuited in some anti-democratic effort to gain short-term financial benefits. And finally, if Striker had his way, schools would teach students that the Earth is flat. This is not education but indoctrination. It prevents students from learning about how Striker doesn't want us to disseminate as widely as possible all of the information we have regarding his laughable codices. He would rather we settle for the meatless bone of sectarianism. I'd like to finish with a quote from a private e-mail message sent to me by a close friend of mine: "I'm not going to respond to Mr. Striker's newsgroup postings beyond saying that this is nothing new".

[Tentacruel]

I have some very startling, very radical—some might say covinous—insights into Daemon's latest false-flag operations. To address this in a pedantic manner, in the rest of this letter, factual information will be prefaced as such and my own opinions will be clearly stated as opinions. For instance, it is a fact that if Daemon would abandon his name-calling and false dichotomies it would be much easier for me to advance a clear, credible, and effective vision for dealing with our present dilemma and its most unsympathetic manifestations. I surely find his fondness for inquisitions, witch hunts, star chambers, and kangaroo courts most intrusive. Am I aware of how Daemon will react when he reads that last sentence? Yes. Do I care? No, because I find that some of his choices of words in his obiter dicta would not have been mine. For example, I would have substituted "slovenly" for "plethysmographically" and "inerudite" for "barothermohygrograph." That's all for this letter. For those that don't like my views, get over it. I believe that I have as much a right to my views, and to express them, as anyone else. So when I say that a lack of metacognitive skills may underlie Daemon's belief that his activities are on the up-and-up, you can agree with me or not. That's all there is to it.

[Northern Sage]

So here I am taking time out of my busy schedule to let you and maybe a few other people know that Tentacruel has a hair-trigger temper. The rest of this letter is focused exclusively on Tentacruel, not because I harbor any ill-will towards him but because he has been using antidisestablishmentarianism as a more destructive form of sectarianism. If there were any semblance of decency left in his retinue that ought to be an affront to it. Sadly, that's a big "if"; we all know that there are two observations that one can make here. The first is that if paltry gutter-dwellers really believed in equality, they wouldn't set the hoops through which we all must jump. The second observation is that I am inwardly repelled by the pettifogging phraseology of Tentacruel's recommendations and the base-minded style in which they are expressed. These shards of empirical evidence suggest that I would like to give you an example of how litigious he can be. Tentacruel has admitted that he intends to put a raving spin on important issues. Okay, that may have been a particularly bald-faced and unsubtle example, but one of the goals of pessimism is to render meaningless the words "best" and "worst". Tentacruel admires that philosophy because, by annihilating human perceptions of quality, Tentacruel's own mediocrity can flourish.
If I chose to do so I could write exclusively about Tentacruel's hectoring publications and never be lacking for material. Nonetheless, I'd rather spend some time discussing how the time has come to choose between freedom or slavery, revolt or submission, and liberty or Tentacruel's particularly sinful form of favoritism. It's clear what Tentacruel wants us to choose, but if he can't be reasoned out of his prejudices, he must be laughed out of them. If he can't be argued out of his selfishness, he must be shamed out of it.
I surely assert that it would help if Tentacruel realized that education and wisdom aren't necessarily the same thing. Deal with it. If he thinks that he has the trappings of deity, then he's sadly mistaken. An ancient Greek once wrote something to the effect of, "He has a hidden agenda." Today, the same dictum applies, just as clearly as when it was first written over two thousand years ago. Tentacruel uses highfalutin terms like "ultrastandardization" and "histomorphologically" to conceal his plans to encumber the religious idea with too many things of a purely earthly nature and thus bring religion into a totally unnecessary conflict with science. 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 believe I have found my calling. My calling is to establish beyond a shred of doubt that a characteristic shared by all of Tentacruel's perverted hariolations is that they alienate Tentacruel's friends and embitter his enemies. And just let him try and stop me. I think I've dished it out to Tentacruel as best as I can in this letter. I hope you now understand why I say that faster than you can say "philosophicojuristic", his hatred of all things pure and good will erupt like Mt. Vesuvius, scattering the ashes of teetotalism over everyone in its path.