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Games Workshop will almost certainly blow a gasket when it reads this letter but I doubtlessly must make the case that Games Workshop's codices defy common sense. For most of the facts I'm about to present, I have provided documentation and urge you to confirm these facts for yourself if you're skeptical. While everybody believes in something, Games Workshop's simple faith in chauvinism will certainly alter laws, language, and customs in the service of regulating social relations. Moreover, Games Workshop claims that the Scriptures are responsible for its disrespectful thoughts and fancies. This eisegetical fantasy is not only lackadaisical, but it fails to consider that this makes me fearful that I might someday find myself in the crosshairs of Games Workshop's tasteless sophistries. (To be honest, though, it wouldn't be the first time.)

To use some computer terminology, Games Workshop's crime syndicate has an "installed base" of hundreds of hypocritical finks. The implication is that complacent lackwits are often found at Games Workshop's elbow. This suggests to me that if you want to hide something from Games Workshop, you just have to put it in a book. Here's some food for thought: Some people think I'm exaggerating when I say that I have never read reasoning more absurd or sophistry more gross than that used by Games Workshop to convince people that it is a refined organization with the soundest ethics and morals you can imagine. But I'm not exaggerating; if anything, I'm understating the situation. Maybe Games Workshop has a reason for acting the way it does, but I doubt it.

People often get the impression that obstreperous, foolish sewer rats and Games Workshop's intimates are separate entities. Not so. When one catches cold, the other sneezes. As proof, note that before Games Workshop once again claims that women are crazed Pavlovian sex-dogs who will salivate at any object even remotely phallic in shape, it should do some real research rather than simply play a game of bias reinforcement with its groupies. One fact that has been established beyond peradventure is that faced by such despicable perfidy and the frustration of not being able to respond to the same audiences as Games Workshop has had, I must decidedly oppose evil wherever it rears its dastardly head. This means, in particular, that Games Workshop likes to mute the voice of anyone who dares to speak out against it. Such activity can flourish only in the dark, however. If you drag it into the open, Games Workshop and its acolytes will run for cover like cockroaches in a dirty kitchen when the light is turned on suddenly during the night. That's why we must demonstrate conclusively that Games Workshop's principles are absolutely otiose.

If Games Workshop is victorious in its quest to revile everything in the most obscene terms and drag it into the filth of the basest possible outlook, then its crown will be the funeral wreath of humanity. Games Workshop's shock troops believe that Games Workshop understands the difference between civilization and savagery. It should not be surprising that they believe this, however. As we all know, minds that have been so maimed that they believe that courtesy and manners don't count for anything can believe anything, especially if it's false.

Games Workshop's co-conspirators are merely ciphers. Games Workshop is the one who decides whether or not to judge people by the color of their skin while ignoring the content of their character. Games Workshop is the one who gives out the orders to turn rampallions loose against us good citizens. And Games Workshop is the one trying to conceal how it's truly astounding that it has somehow found a way to work the words "lithochromatographic" and "pathologicopsychological" into its insinuations. However, you may find it even more astounding that of particular interest to me is the way that it continuously denies that when it comes time to take a stand, it invariably dives for cover. But there is a further-reaching implication: We must soon make one of the most momentous decisions in history. We must decide whether to let Games Workshop put some malefic leguleian up on a pedestal or, alternatively, whether we should rally good-hearted people to the side of our cause. Upon this decision rests the stability of society and the future peace of the world. My view on this decision is that I've heard Games Workshop say that lying is morally justifiable as long as it's referred to as "strategic deception". Was that just a slip of the lip, or is Games Workshop secretly trying to cultivate the purest breed of irresponsibility? I'll tell you the answer in a moment. But first, let me just say that it would have us believe that its zingers are the carriers of civilization and that without them history is silent, literature is dumb, science is crippled, and thought and speculation are at a standstill. The reality, in contrast, is that Games Workshop has for so long been nursing the wrongs it imagines the world had done it that it's determined to exact revenge by belittling all fine social standards. Once we realize that, what do we do? The appropriate thing, in my judgment, is to confront and reject all manifestations of negativism. I say that because if it succeeds in its attempt to promote mediocrity over merit, it'll have to be over my dead body.

I don't need to be particularly delicate here. From this anecdotal evidence I would argue that it never stops boasting about its generous contributions to charitable causes. As far as I can tell, however, Games Workshop's claimed magnanimousness is entirely chimerical, and, furthermore, it has a natural talent for complaining. It can find any aspect of life and whine about it for hours upon hours. Games Workshop keeps telling everyone within earshot that it has mystical powers of divination and prophecy. I'm guessing that Games Workshop read that on some Web site of dubious validity. More reliable sources generally indicate that its recent attempts to conspire with evil may be a propaedeutic for future attempts to redefine unbridled self-indulgence as a virtue, as the ultimate test of personal freedom. I'll stand by that controversial statement and even assume that most readers who bring their own real-life experience will agree with it. At a bare minimum, Games Workshop occasionally writes letters accusing me and my friends of being brassbound skybalds. These letters are typically couched in gutter language (which is doubtless the language in which Games Workshop habitually thinks) and serve no purpose other than to convince me that it's possible that a theme that appears repeatedly in its machinations concerns its desire to renege on an incredibly large number of promises. However, I cannot speculate about that possibility here because I need to devote more space to a description of how Games Workshop's protégés claim to have no choice but to hoodoo us. I wish there were some way to help these miserable, sex-crazed, saturnine casuists. They are outcasts, lost in a world they didn't make and don't understand.

It's easy for armchair philosophers to theorize about Games Workshop and about hypothetical solutions to our Games Workshop problem. It's an entirely more difficult matter, however, when one considers that there is still hope for our society, real hope—not the false sense of hope that comes from the mouths of the worst sorts of lousy, impolitic New Age spankers I've ever seen but the hope that makes you eager to reveal the nature and activity of its cronies and expose their inner contexts as well as their ultimate final aims. While Games Workshop has been casting aspersions and heaping maledictions upon those who rake it over the coals for exercising both subtlety and thoroughness in managing both the news and the entertainment that gets presented to us, I have been busy getting people to sign a petition to limit its ability to cause trouble. There are three points I need to make here. First, the fact that Games Workshop has covertly been reducing meaningful political discussions to "my team versus your team" identity-based politics starkly suggests that Games Workshop does not believe its own rhetoric. Second, Games Workshop doesn't let a day pass without showing to the world that is is as little fitted to be trusted with liberty as thieves with keys or children with firearms. And third, Games Workshop's inveracities are a load of bunk. I use this delightfully pejorative term, "bunk"—an alternative from the same page of my criminal-slang lexicon would serve just as well—because if one accepts the framework I've laid out here, it follows logically that Games Workshop is the grand master of obfuscation and misdirection. Let me express that same thought in slightly different terms: Games Workshop may unwittingly galvanize the craven herd into enthusiastically supporting its myopic, temulent crotchets. I say "unwittingly" because it is apparently unaware that it operates under the influence of a particular ideology—a set of beliefs based on the root metaphor of the transmission of forces. Until you understand this root metaphor you won't be able to grasp why the need Games Workshop's cheerleaders have for its odious, unmannerly catch-phrases is especially strong as a means of transferring blame—an outlet for the despair they face when normal channels of protest and change are closed. It is no more complicated than that.

Snooty, execrable slicksters may possess a mass of "knowledge", but their brains are unable to organize and register the material they have taken in. Games Workshop maintains that there is something intellectually provocative in the tired rehashing of quisquilious stereotypes. Even if this were so, Games Workshop would still be simple-minded. But there is a problem here. A large, lusk, scummy problem. Debate with Games Workshop or a search for common ground is both a fruitless exercise and a suicidal strategy, but what makes matters thoroughly intolerable is knowing that Games Workshop likes saying that principles don't matter. Okay, that's a parody—but not a very gross one. In point of fact, no man who values himself, who has any regard for sound morality, or who feels any desire to see intellectual progress made certain, can rightfully join Games Workshop's spineless, stinking attempt to bake us a cake of Stalinism, filled with boosterism and topped with a layer of lexiphanicism.

Games Workshop uses the very intellectual tools it criticizes, namely consequentialist arguments rather than arguments about truth or falsity. Games Workshop's fork-tongued utterances guarantee us nothing other than slavery, savagery, and murder. I will now cite the proof of that statement. The proof begins with the observation that Games Workshop says that the more strepitant the communication, the more perspicuous the message. Whenever I hear such statements from Games Workshop I reel in disbelief. Does it really believe such sanguinolent things? I'll tell you what I think the answer is. I can't prove it, but if I'm correct, events soon will prove me right. I think that society must soon decide either to ensure that we survive and emerge triumphant out of the coming chaos and destruction or else to let Games Workshop pose a threat to personal autonomy and social development. The decision is one of life or death, peaceful existence or perpetual social fever. I can hope only that those in charge realize that Games Workshop recently got caught red-handed trying to replace intellectual integrity with diversivolent sloganeering. Well, surprise, surprise, surprise, as Gomer Pyle would say.

What do you think of this: Games Workshop seems to have a bitter ideological conflict with my statement that its collaborators assume that because they look a certain way or come from a certain background, they have a right to distract attention from more important issues? Irritable ogres have increasingly been blackmailing politicians into tossing sops to the egos of the stroppy. Games Workshop has a lot to answer for in regard to that. I would fain give Games Workshop the severe tongue-lashing it deserves but I'm a bit worried that Games Workshop will retaliate by denying the legitimacy of those who fight scurrility and slander. I'm worried because those who have most injured and oppressed humanity, that have most deeply sinned against it, are, according to Games Workshop's standards and conscience, good people. Apparently, bad people are those who have noticed that Games Workshop's buddies have repeatedly been caught altering laws, language, and customs in the service of regulating social relations. I had expected better from it and its vaunted den of thieves, but then again, the time has come to choose between freedom or slavery, revolt or submission, and liberty or Games Workshop's particularly balmy form of insurrectionism. It's clear what Games Workshop wants us to choose, but its cultists say, "All major world powers are controlled by a covert group of 'insiders'." Yes, I'm afraid they really do talk like that. It's the only way for them to conceal that Games Workshop is an inspiration to deluded flakes everywhere. They panegyrize its crusade to batten on the credulity of the ignorant, and, more importantly, they don't realize that Games Workshop hates people who have huge supplies of the things it lacks. What it lacks the most is common sense, which underlies my point that by allowing Games Workshop to encourage people to leave their spouses, kill their children, practice witchcraft, destroy capitalism, and become the most coldhearted upstarts you'll ever see, we are allowing it to play puppet master. As a parting thought, remember that this whole discussion has turned into a war of words between a few people.

... What did I just read?

Honey, you just wrote a whole lot of words, but you said nothin.

Make a point or shut it.

I can only hope the readers of this letter are as outraged as I am at Curran12. If you disagree with my claim that Curran12 ducks the issue of phallocentrism by using words and phrases so vague and subject to interpretation that they have no true meaning at all, then read no further. He claims that he is able to abrogate the natural order of effects flowing from causes. I would say that that claim is 70% folderol, 20% twaddle, and 10% another choleric attempt to delude and often rob those rendered vulnerable and susceptible to his snares because of poverty, illness, or ignorance. I have taken the liberty of letting him know that I'm convinced that he will force us to do things or take stands against our will one of these days. No, I'm not in tinfoil-hat land; I have abundant evidence from reliable sources that this is the case. For instance, Curran12's press releases are geared toward the continuation of social stratification under the rubric of "tradition". Funny, that was the same term that his comrades once used to popularize a genre of music whose graphic lyrics explicitly urge pestilential cavilers to champion censorship in the name of free speech, intolerance in the name of tolerance, and oppression in the name of freedom.

It is deeply unfortunate that Curran12 is cursed with the vice of pleonexia, of the urge to receive more than his fair share, because Curran12 is reluctant to resolve problems. He always just looks the other way and hopes no one will notice that if he manages to replace our timeless traditions with his sanguinary ones, civilization will crumble almost immediately. Investigators from a future era will need to sift through the charred wreckage of our society looking for the black box to figure out what happened. Maybe they'll even discover that Curran12 says that everyone would be a lot safer if he were to monitor all of our personal communications and financial transactions—even our library records. Why on Earth does Curran12 need to monitor our library records? The best answer comes from Curran12 himself. That is, if you pay attention to his pushy, quisquilious cock-and-bull stories you'll sincerely notice that Curran12 appears to have found a new tool to use to help him divert our attention from serious issues. That tool is immoralism, and if you watch him wield it you'll surely see why he parrots whatever ideas are fashionable at the moment. When the fashions change, his ideas will change instantly like a weathercock.

What we're seeing is a domino effect of events that started with Curran12 stating that incorrigible lobcocks should be fêted at wine-and-cheese fund-raisers. That prevarication incited his grunts to alter, amend, abridge, and censor the record to point the finger of responsibility at others. Argumentative, volage-brained chiselers reacted, in turn, by stealing the fruits of other people's labor. The next domino to fall, not surprisingly, was a widespread increase in Bourbonism, and that's the event that galvanized me to tell everyone that Curran12's policy is to provoke humorless, ignominious dole-sucking parasites into action. Then, he uses their responses in whatever way he sees fit, generally to hammer away at the characters of all those who will not help him submerge us in a sea of etatism. I predict that one day, people will generally agree that one of his innate qualities is to steal anything he can lay his hands upon. This is a prediction that will not be true in all cases, but it is expected to become more common as time passes.

Curran12's claims all stem from one, simple, faulty premise—that everyone with a different set of beliefs from his is going to get a one-way ticket to Hell. I could accuse Curran12 of using stultiloquent sophisters to get his way but I wouldn't stoop to that level. We must remove our chains and move towards the light. (In case you didn't understand that analogy, the chains symbolize Curran12's viperine, wild manuscripts, and the light represents the goal of standing together and calling a spade a spade.) How many of his emissaries are asinine, filthy caitiffs? I'm not comfortable throwing out an estimate that isn't backed up by specific data, but I do know that in public, he vehemently inveighs against corruption and sin. But when nobody's looking, he never fails to waffle on all the issues. We are observing the change in our society's philosophy and values from freedom and justice to corruption, decay, cynicism, and injustice. All of these "values" are artistically incorporated in one person: Curran12.

Curran12 is more than pharisaical. He's mega-pharisaical. In fact, to understand just how pharisaical Curran12 is, you first need to realize that he coins polysyllabic neologisms to make his memoranda sound like they're actually important. In fact, his treatises are filled to the brim with words that have yet to appear in any accepted dictionary. One might think that thanks to him, our national and individual sovereignty is fluttering precariously in the wind, and this is, not surprisingly, the case. Maybe you, too, want to hold annual private conferences in which ill-tempered misosophists are invited to present their "research", so let me warn you: The question that's on everyone's mind these days is, "Do rude, lusk fribbles like Curran12's lickspittles actually have lives, or do they exist solely to criticize other people's beliefs, fashion sense, and lifestyle?" On the surface, it would seem to have something to do with the way that we might be able to explain away many of Curran12's lawless subliminal psywar campaigns as being merely the effect of bad drugs. But upon further investigation one will find that people used to think I was exaggerating whenever I said that he's working towards the day when he (and only he) can dictate what you may say, whom you may know, where you may live, and how you may behave. After seeing Curran12 dump effluent into creeks, lakes, streams, and rivers these same people now realize that I wasn't exaggerating at all. In fact, they even realize that if you looked up "recalcitrant" in the dictionary, you'd probably see Curran12's picture.

Some people think it's a bit extreme of me to criticize Curran12's communications publicly for their formalistic categories, their spurious claims of neutrality, and their blindness to the abuse of private power—a bit over the top, perhaps. Well, what I ought to remind such people is that we ought to free people from the fetters of allotheism's poisonous embrace. That'll make Curran12 think once—I would have said "twice" but I don't see any indication that he has previously given any thought to the matter—before trying to create an atmosphere of mistrust in which speculations and rumors gain the appearance of viability and compete openly with more carefully considered theories. Although he markets himself as a high-concept, change-the-world do-gooder, Curran12 wants to prevent us from exposing some of his grotty deeds. If he manages to do that, he'll have plenty of time to focus on his core mission: plunging us into the dark abyss of annihilation.

Many recent controversies have been fueled by a whole-hearted embracing of witless proposed social programs. That concept can be extended, mutatis mutandis, to the way that I am not embarrassed to admit that I have neither the training, the experience, the license, nor the clinical setting necessary to properly reinforce the contentions of all reasonable people and confute those of hopeless, snotty skinheads. Nevertheless, I undeniably do have the will to make Curran12 answer for his wrongdoings. That's why I unquestionably warrant that the basal lie that underlies all of his indelicate obloquies is that he is a voice of probity. Translation: The rules don't apply to Curran12. I doubt you need any help from me to identify the supreme idiocy of those views, but you should nevertheless be aware that Curran12 has OD'd on fetishism. To pretend otherwise is nothing but hypocrisy and unwillingness to face the more unpleasant realities of life.

Why is Curran12 making our lives an endless treadmill of government interferences while providing few real benefits to our health and happiness? He says he's doing it for some worthy cause. In reality, Curran12 is doing it because whenever he is blamed for conspiring to make empty promises, he blames his groupies. Doing so reinforces their passivity and obedience and increases their guilt, shame, terror, and conformity, thereby making them far more willing to help Curran12 prevent me from getting my work done. People who are attacked by the worst types of ethically bankrupt ragabashes there are basically have three options. They can ignore the attacks, engage the attackers in a debate, or apply some sanction that will put an end to the attack.

Whereas Curran12 claims that he can walk on water, I claim that he refers to a variety of things using the word "conventionalization". Translating this bit of jargon into English isn't easy. Basically, Curran12 is saying 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, which we all know is patently absurd. At any rate, distasteful antagonists are unable to see that he arrogates to himself the right to censor any incomplicitous perceptions. 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.

Curran12's spiteful refrains often resemble an inverted fairy tale in that the triumph of innocence comes at the start and the ugly sisters of metagrobolism and anarchism enter on stage in triumph for the final curtain. The long and short of it is that Curran12 wants us to think of him as a do-gooder. Keep in mind, though, that he wants to "do good" with other people's money and often with other people's lives. If Curran12 really wanted to be a do-gooder, he could start by admitting that I try never to argue with him because it's clear he's not susceptible to reason. If we don't bring meaning, direction, and purpose into our lives, 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. Finally, no letter about Curran12 would be complete without mention of some of the utterly procacious schemes that Curran12 supports. Although there are a plenitude of examples from which to choose, the most procacious would have to be Curran12's proposal to subvert our country's legal system. That's the sort of thing that keeps me up at night.

Something about the wimminz. Anyone want to fill me in?

Looks like some kind of form-nonsense where it fills in a particular noun with whatever you want. This is basically Spam and I have reported it as such.

I would like to take a moment to initiate meaningful change. As is customary for a letter of this sort, I will now offer up paper and ink anent the phylogeny of RatBot's infantile ideals in order to make the point that RatBot makes a lot of exaggerated claims. All of these claims need to be scrutinized as carefully as a letter of recommendation from a job applicant's mother. Consider, for example, RatBot's claim that an open party with unlimited access to alcohol can't possibly outgrow the host's ability to manage the crowd. The fact of the matter is that he says that anyone who disagrees with him is a potential terrorist. I've seen more plausible things scrawled on the bathroom walls in elementary schools.

For your information, by letting RatBot lower scholastic standards, we are playing a loser's game. I won't dwell on that except to direct your attention to the intransigent manner in which RatBot has been trying to take over society's eyes, ears, mind, and spirit. To move increasingly towards the establishment of a totalitarian Earth has never been something that I wanted to do. Never. I hate to say this, but if he gets his way, none of us will be able to issue a call to conscience and reason. Therefore, we must not let him misdirect our efforts into fighting each other rather than into understanding the nature and endurance of rash irreligionism. RatBot's whole approach is predaceous. For proof of this fact I must point out that there are two classes of people in this world. There are those who muddy the word "undiscriminatingness", and there are those who speak out against behavior and speech that is intended to encourage every sort of indiscipline and degeneracy in the name of freedom. RatBot fits neatly into the former category, of course.

RatBot unequivocally believes that the rigors that his victims have been called upon to undergo have been amply justified in the sphere of concrete achievement. What kind of Humpty-Dumpty world is he living in? You know the answer, don't you? You probably also know that he is currently limited to shrieking and spitting when he's confronted with inconvenient facts. One day, however, RatBot is likely to switch to some sort of "operate in the gray area between legitimate activity and bad-tempered, prurient resistentialism" approach to draw our attention away from such facts. His cat's-paws have the gall to accuse me of making nearby communities victims of environmental degradation and toxic waste dumping. Were these bloody-minded insurrectionists born without a self-awareness gene? People often ask me that question. It's a difficult question to answer, however, because the querist generally wants a simple, concise answer. He doesn't want to hear a long, drawn-out explanation about how RatBot must have some sort of problem with reading comprehension. That's the only explanation I can come up with as to why RatBot accuses me of admitting that the health effects of secondhand smoke are negligible. What I actually said is that I admit that I'm not perfect. I admit that I may have been a bit sappy when I stated that I know a number of people who ought to wake up from the 1960s, take the flowers out of their hair, roll up their shirtsleeves, and get back to the work of making this world a kinder, gentler place. Still, that doesn't justify the name-calling, rudeness, and simple ugliness that RatBot invariably finds so necessary. Nor does it justify his condoning illegal activities.

As a practical matter, if RatBot truly believes that choleric, asinine jargonauts make the best scoutmasters and schoolteachers, then maybe he should enroll in Introduction to Reality 101. His activities are a blatantly obvious and cleverly orchestrated script, carefully concocted to heat the cauldron of terror until it boils over into our daily lives. That sounds really addlepated, but I avouch that it's an accurate assessment of the situation. If you ever ask him to do something, you can bet that your request will get lost in the shuffle, unaddressed, ignored, and rebuffed. If RatBot's grunts had even an ounce of integrity they would knock some sense into RatBot. His dream is to assume total control over society's means of production. Those with membership cards in RatBot's coalition will be given whatever they want while the rest of us will be sent away empty-handed. In addition to being thoroughly unfair, such policies promote confusing, befuddling, and neutralizing public opposition. Furthermore, one of his idolators once said, "RatBot is a paragon of morality and wisdom." Now that's pretty funny, of course, but I didn't include that quote just to make you laugh. I included it to convince you that RatBot can't fool me. I've met dour widdifuls before so I know that RatBot wants to oppose the visceral views of 98 percent of the nation's citizens. This desire is implanted in a part of his brain that's immune to reason or argument. Consequently, there's no chance that we can get him to see that he hates people who raise several issues about his prodigal squibs that are frequently missing from the drivel that masquerades for discourse on this topic. He wants such people nabbed, grabbed, and thrown out of the country.

RatBot is utterly hate-filled, as he has proved to my complete satisfaction. The point is that if everyone spent just five minutes a day thinking about ways to make efforts directed towards broad, long-term social change, we'd all be a lot better off. Is five minutes a day too much to ask for the promise of a better tomorrow? I hope not, but then again, RatBot's pickthanks have learned their scripts well and the rhetoric comes gushing forth with little provocation.

There's an important difference between me and RatBot. Namely, I am willing to die for my cause. RatBot, in contrast, is willing to kill for his—or, if not to kill, at least to silence any criticism of the brainwashing and double standards that he has increasingly been practicing. To make a long story short, rebarbative spoilsports often take earthworms or similar small animals and impale them on a pin to enjoy watching them twist and writhe as they slowly die. Similarly, RatBot enjoys watching respectable people twist and writhe whenever he threatens to marginalize the traditions and truths upon which our nation's greatness sits. If you read his writings while mentally out of focus, you may get the sense that the more paperasserie and bureaucracy we have to endure, the better. But if you read RatBot's writings while mentally in focus and weigh each point carefully, it's clear that he says that he is the arbiter of all things. You know, I don't think I have heard a less factually based statement in my entire life.

RatBot's particular brand of McCarthyism will pander to our worst fears in the coming days. But there is a further-reaching implication: Many people respond to RatBot's cold-blooded crotchets in much the same way that they respond to television dramas. They watch them; they talk about them; but they feel no overwhelming compulsion to do anything about them. That's why I insist we develop a rational-empirical base for dialogue about RatBot's précis.

Perhaps RatBot has never had to take a stand and fight for something as critical as our right to get people to sign a petition to limit his ability to cause trouble. But mass anxiety is the equivalent of steroids for him. If we feel helpless, RatBot is energized and ramps up his efforts to pit the haves against the have-nots. If he honestly believes that some of my points are not valid, I would love to get some specific feedback from him. RatBot's goal is to rewrite history to reflect or magnify an imaginary "victimhood". How snappish is that? How careless? How antisocial?

RatBot is addicted to the feeling of power, to the idea of controlling people. Sadly, he has no real concern for the welfare or the destiny of the people he desires to lead. He likes to argue that courtesy and manners don't count for anything. Even if there were a faint glimmer of truth in that argument, it would be extremely faint. The truth is that RatBot is secretly planning to appropriate sacred symbols for disgusting, xenophobic purposes. I realize that that may sound rather conspiratorial and far-fetched to most people, which is why you need to understand that what I call unsavory whifflers grasp at straws, trying to find increasingly pushy ways to strip the world of conversation, friendship, and love. That said, we mustn't lose sight of who the real enemy is: RatBot and his crime-stained satellites.

What do you think of this: It's amazing how low RatBot will stoop to brandish the word "phytosociological" (as it is commonly spelled) to hoodwink people into believing that our unalienable rights are merely privileges that he can dole out or retract? Believe it or not, I really want to believe that he is a decent, honest person. Unfortunately, as is often the case, what I want to believe proves to be fantasy. The truth is that RatBot will probably respond to this letter just like he responds to all criticism. He will put me down as "iscariotic" or "clumsy". That's his standard answer to everyone who says or writes anything about him except the most fawning praise. That's all I have to say about RatBot so I guess I'll stop writing now. Oh, and RatBot: Before you start formulating a smart reply, don't bother because I'm just not interested.

RatBot wrote:Looks like some kind of form-nonsense where it fills in a particular noun with whatever you want. This is basically Spam and I have reported it as such.

Spoilsport.

curran12 wrote:Honey, you just wrote a whole lot of words, but you said nothin.

Make a point or shut it.

Yes - it seemed to just spout 'nothingness' about GW.

I think Grimtuff's avatar perfectly sums up my feelings towards this

See I can do a little googling: http://www.pakin.org/complaint

I could write a very angry letter right now about Eldarn00b, but I decided instead merely to express some constructive criticism. Here's my side of the story: Eldarn00b insisted it'd never put a hopeless spin on important issues. Unfortunately, it wasn't long before it did exactly that. It promised it'd never make our lives an endless treadmill of government interferences while providing few real benefits to our health and happiness, but then it did just that—and worse. At least Eldarn00b is consistent, but if we let it intensify or perpetuate nonrepresentationalism, all we'll have to look forward to in the future is a public realm devoid of culture and a narrow and routinized professional life untouched by the highest creations of civilization. Somebody has to set the record straight. That somebody can be you. In any case, I have reason to believe that Eldarn00b is about to suppress people's instinct and intellect. I pray that I'm wrong, of course, because the outcome could be devastating. Nevertheless, the indications are there that Eldarn00b will probably never understand why it scares me so much. And it does scare me: Its activities are scary, its contrivances are scary, and most of all, it likes to seem smarter than it really is. It therefore always amuses me whenever Eldarn00b cracks open a thesaurus, aims for intellectualism, misses, and lands squarely in a puddle of jejune frippery.

Eldarn00b can't attack my ideas, so it attacks me. It could be worse, I suppose. It could visit misery and havoc upon countless millions. Eldarn00b is totally illiberal. We all are, to some extent, but it sets the curve. Eldarn00b goes ga-ga for any type of presentism you can think of. Enough said.

Eldarn00b gets particularly concerned whenever someone indicates that it can't throw away its integrity and expect the world to respect it for it. It should realize, however, that such negative opinions of it simply come with the territory. Rather than try to suppress the unflattering things people say about it, Eldarn00b would do well to consider that it thinks it would be a great idea to promote rummy ideologies such as Bulverism. Even if we overlook the logistical impossibilities of such an idea, the underlying premise is still flawed.

There are a number of conceptual, logical, and methodological flaws in Eldarn00b's prank phone calls. In this case, one cannot help but recall that mankind, with all of its accumulated knowledge, wonderful machines, scientific methods, and material power, still has much to fear from moralistic proponents of paternalism like it. The facts are indisputable, the arguments are impeccable, and the consequences are undeniable. So why does it avouch that it is a bearer and agent of the Creator's purpose? It's an interesting question and its examination will help us understand how Eldarn00b's policies work. Let me start by providing evidence that Eldarn00b is extraordinarily brazen. We've all known that for a long time. However, its willingness to encourage every sort of indiscipline and degeneracy in the name of freedom sets a new world record for brazenness.

We must stop tiptoeing and begin marching boldly and forthrightly towards our goal, which is to win the culture war and save this country. I definitely hope that humanity will rid this earth of dishonest, arrogant drug addicts with the greatest dispatch, since otherwise, the earth might well become rid of humanity. Today, as yesterday, society must soon decide either to make efforts directed towards broad, long-term social change or else to let Eldarn00b produce nothing but filth. The decision is one of life or death, peaceful existence or perpetual social fever. I can hope only that those in charge realize that Eldarn00b does not tolerate any view that differs from its own. Rather, it discredits and discards those people who contradict it along with the ideas that they represent. Finally, it is not at all unlikely that in this letter I have said some things to which many of my readers may take exception. It has not been any part of my purpose either to please or to displease anybody but simply to tell the truth and to say, so far as I have given expression to my views, precisely what I think. And what I think is this: Ludibrious lobcocks are burdened with the preconceived ideas or feeble understanding of the circles to which they previously belonged both politically and philosophically.

Grimtuff wrote:See I can do a little googling: http://www.pakin.org/complaint

I could write a very angry letter right now about Eldarn00b, but I decided instead merely to express some constructive criticism. Here's my side of the story: Eldarn00b insisted it'd never put a hopeless spin on important issues. Unfortunately, it wasn't long before it did exactly that. It promised it'd never make our lives an endless treadmill of government interferences while providing few real benefits to our health and happiness, but then it did just that—and worse. At least Eldarn00b is consistent, but if we let it intensify or perpetuate nonrepresentationalism, all we'll have to look forward to in the future is a public realm devoid of culture and a narrow and routinized professional life untouched by the highest creations of civilization. Somebody has to set the record straight. That somebody can be you. In any case, I have reason to believe that Eldarn00b is about to suppress people's instinct and intellect. I pray that I'm wrong, of course, because the outcome could be devastating. Nevertheless, the indications are there that Eldarn00b will probably never understand why it scares me so much. And it does scare me: Its activities are scary, its contrivances are scary, and most of all, it likes to seem smarter than it really is. It therefore always amuses me whenever Eldarn00b cracks open a thesaurus, aims for intellectualism, misses, and lands squarely in a puddle of jejune frippery.

Eldarn00b can't attack my ideas, so it attacks me. It could be worse, I suppose. It could visit misery and havoc upon countless millions. Eldarn00b is totally illiberal. We all are, to some extent, but it sets the curve. Eldarn00b goes ga-ga for any type of presentism you can think of. Enough said.

Eldarn00b gets particularly concerned whenever someone indicates that it can't throw away its integrity and expect the world to respect it for it. It should realize, however, that such negative opinions of it simply come with the territory. Rather than try to suppress the unflattering things people say about it, Eldarn00b would do well to consider that it thinks it would be a great idea to promote rummy ideologies such as Bulverism. Even if we overlook the logistical impossibilities of such an idea, the underlying premise is still flawed.

There are a number of conceptual, logical, and methodological flaws in Eldarn00b's prank phone calls. In this case, one cannot help but recall that mankind, with all of its accumulated knowledge, wonderful machines, scientific methods, and material power, still has much to fear from moralistic proponents of paternalism like it. The facts are indisputable, the arguments are impeccable, and the consequences are undeniable. So why does it avouch that it is a bearer and agent of the Creator's purpose? It's an interesting question and its examination will help us understand how Eldarn00b's policies work. Let me start by providing evidence that Eldarn00b is extraordinarily brazen. We've all known that for a long time. However, its willingness to encourage every sort of indiscipline and degeneracy in the name of freedom sets a new world record for brazenness.

We must stop tiptoeing and begin marching boldly and forthrightly towards our goal, which is to win the culture war and save this country. I definitely hope that humanity will rid this earth of dishonest, arrogant drug addicts with the greatest dispatch, since otherwise, the earth might well become rid of humanity. Today, as yesterday, society must soon decide either to make efforts directed towards broad, long-term social change or else to let Eldarn00b produce nothing but filth. The decision is one of life or death, peaceful existence or perpetual social fever. I can hope only that those in charge realize that Eldarn00b does not tolerate any view that differs from its own. Rather, it discredits and discards those people who contradict it along with the ideas that they represent. Finally, it is not at all unlikely that in this letter I have said some things to which many of my readers may take exception. It has not been any part of my purpose either to please or to displease anybody but simply to tell the truth and to say, so far as I have given expression to my views, precisely what I think. And what I think is this: Ludibrious lobcocks are burdened with the preconceived ideas or feeble understanding of the circles to which they previously belonged both politically and philosophically.

Touche my friend.

this is the funniest thread I have (only partially) read on dakka. Have an exalt.