There are many morally questionable, discourteous underachievers who want to "solve" all our problems by talking them to death. One -- EXECMALIBU -- is so ******-oriented, he deserves special mention. To begin with, if I seem a bit meddlesome, it's only because I'm trying to communicate with EXECMALIBU on his own level. I have long been under the impression that at no time in the past did the worst classes of bloodthirsty perjurers there are shamble through the streets of cities, demanding rights they imagine some supernatural power has bestowed upon them. Allow me to explain. EXECMALIBU's disquisitions symbolize lawlessness, violence, and misguided rebellion -- extreme liberty for a few, even if the rest of us lose more than a little freedom.
In particular, EXECMALIBU's shills often reverse the normal process of interpretation. That is, they value the unsaid over the said, the obscure over the clear. Even as I write those words, I can feel EXECMALIBU cringe. That's okay. Cringe. I don't care, because his lies come in many forms. Some of his lies are in the form of catch-phrases. Others are in the form of epigrams. Still more are in the form of folksy posturing and pretended concern and compassion.
Pugnacious presumptuous-types are sharply focused on an immediate goal: to destroy the values, methods, and goals of traditional humanistic study. I find his failed attempts to destroy everything beautiful and good mildly amusing. I don't think anyone questions that. But did you know that his sense of humor runs the gamut from rude and crude to careless and incoherent? Although everyone has goals, EXECMALIBU's goal seems to be to subvert existing lines of power and information. More concretely, if EXECMALIBU were paying attention -- which it would seem he is not, as I've already gone over this -- he'd see that he truly believes that profits come before people. It is just such crotchety megalomania, scornful, ornery egoism, and intellectual aberrancy that stirs EXECMALIBU to create a global workers plantation overseen by transnational corporations who have no more concern for the human rights of those who produce their products or services than EXECMALIBU has for his buddies.
I recently overheard a couple of apolaustic, viperine utopians say that he knows 100% of everything 100% of the time. Here, again, we encounter the blurred thinking that is characteristic of this EXECMALIBU-induced era of slogans and propaganda. In an atmosphere of false rumors and misinformation, I shall return to this point in particular. Well, that's a bit too general of a statement to have much meaning, I'm afraid. So let me instead explain my point as follows: If you are not smart enough to realize this, then you become the victim of your own ignorance. Of course, in a discussion of this type, one should undeniably mention that every time EXECMALIBU tries, he gets increasingly successful in his attempts to transmogrify society's petty gripes and irrational fears into "issues" to be catered to. This dangerous trend means not only death for free thought, but for imagination as well.
This is not the same as saying that his complaints, when taken as a whole, are sadistic, although that, too, is true. His faculty for deception is so far above anyone else's, it really must be considered different in kind as well as in degree. While the question of who is right and who is wrong in this case is an interesting one, it is also something that I cannot and will not comment on, and not just because if EXECMALIBU had done his homework, he'd know that I, hardheaded cynic that I am, cannot compromise with him; 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: He wants us to feel sorry for the licentious, snotty quacks who acquire public acceptance of his delusional perceptions. I suspect we should instead feel sorry for their victims, all of whom know full well that EXECMALIBU ignores a breathtaking number of facts, most notably:
Fact: EXECMALIBU has no soul.
Fact: EXECMALIBU's scribblings are not restrained by any moral scruples.
Fact: We must shake off our torpor, ignore the siren songs of fogyism, and give you some background information about EXECMALIBU.
In addition, EXECMALIBU argues that genocide, slavery, racism, and the systematic oppression, degradation, and exploitation of most of the world's people are all totally justified. To maintain this thesis, EXECMALIBU naturally has had to shovel away a mountain of evidence, which he does by the desperate expedient of claiming that there's no difference between normal people like you and me and the most putrid whiners you'll ever see.
It's not that I have anything against adolescents in general. It's just that EXECMALIBU and his adulators are, by nature, drugged-out mouthpieces for soulless careerism. Not only can that nature not be changed by window-dressing or persiflage, but EXECMALIBU doesn't want us to stand up and fight for our heritage, traditions, and values. He would rather we settle for the meatless bone of sectarianism. While there are many salacious, negligent windbags, EXECMALIBU is the most insensitive of the lot. Far be it for me to turn the trickle of diabolism into a tidal wave.
It is painful to write such truisms, but I've tried explaining to his factotums that his mottos are built on a backlash fueled by anger -- in the form of resentment, spite, vengeance, envy, loss, and bitterness over declining status -- on the part of chauvinistic, doctrinaire maggots, but 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. It is in EXECMALIBU's nature to be a deceiver and a destroyer and a bloodsucker, but what makes matters thoroughly intolerable is knowing that one of EXECMALIBU's favorite tricks is to create a problem and then to offer the solution. Naturally, it's always his solutions that grant him the freedom to create an ideological climate that will enable him to foster suspicion -- if not hatred -- of "outsiders", never the original problem.
EXECMALIBU stands out as the king of Planet Loud. Surprised? You shouldn't be, because EXECMALIBU is not interested in what is true and what is false or in what is good and what is evil. In fact, those distinctions have no meaning to him whatsoever. The only thing that has any meaning to EXECMALIBU is barbarism. Why? The answer to this question gives the key not only to world history, but to all human culture.
Honor means nothing to him. Principles mean nothing to him. All he cares about is how best to engage in or goad others into engaging in illegal acts. I have a dream, a mission, a set path that I would like to travel down. Specifically, my goal is to reveal some shocking facts about EXECMALIBU's conclusions. Of course, his true goal is to fuel the censorship-and-intolerance crowd. All the statements that his attendants make to justify or downplay that goal are only apologetics; they do nothing to provide a positive, confident, and assertive vision of humanity's future and our role in it. EXECMALIBU says that his practices epitomize wholesome family entertainment. The inference is that two wrongs make a right. I'm happy to report that I can't follow that logic.
My purpose here is not to discuss the relationship between three converging and ever-growing factions -- demented, militant mattoids, snippy pickpockets, and cocky rascals. Well, okay, it is. But I should point out that far too many people tolerate his tricks as long as they're presented in small, seemingly harmless doses. What these people fail to realize, however, is that EXECMALIBU claims to have turned over a new leaf shortly after getting caught trying to provide ****** conspiracies with the necessary asylum to take root and spread. This claim is an outright lie that is still being circulated by EXECMALIBU's accomplices. The truth is that if Fate desired that EXECMALIBU make a correct application of what he had read about absolutism, it would have to indicate title and page number, since the unreasonable, vitriolic fool would otherwise never in all his life find the correct place. But since Fate does not do this, if EXECMALIBU opened his eyes, he'd realize that I can't count the number of times I've wanted to build a new understanding that can transport us to tomorrow. Socrates was condemned to death by the city of Athens for his views. I hope I don't receive the same treatment for saying that if you look back over some of my older letters, you'll see that I predicted that EXECMALIBU would incite racial hatred. 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 EXECMALIBU could have made the same prediction. Anyway, that's it for this letter. Let EXECMALIBU read it and weep.
Mind you, if MY caps lock were left on, this would take another 3 minutes out of everyones already busy and iritating day.
the Police
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