Blizzard.............

[Nugma]

Well, I knew it was coming. In fact, I predicted it quite a long time ago when I said that Mrs. Blizzard. Blizzard. would send the wrong message to children. And now that she has, we must really reinvigorate our collective commitment to building and maintaining a sensitive, tolerant, and humane community. Perhaps before going on, I should describe Mrs. Blizzard. to you. Mrs. Blizzard. is hypersensitive, rebarbative, and viperine. Furthermore, she yearns to make widespread accusations and insinuations without having the facts to back them up. She will definitely damage the debate about this issue, because we will have to spend lots of time correcting misunderstandings that are directly attributable to her pranks.
Mrs. Blizzard. knows how to lie. It's too bad she doesn't yet understand the ramifications of lying. Some of the facts I'm about to present may seem shocking. This they certainly are. However, when she hears anyone say that we should use our words to create understanding and progress, not hatred and division, her answer is to court a nettlesome minority of the most gruesome prevaricators you'll ever see. That's similar to taking a few drunken swings at a beehive: it just makes me want even more to encourage individuals to come out of their cocoons and flourish. In a rather infamous speech, Mrs. Blizzard. exclaimed that a richly evocative description of a problem automatically implies the correct solution to that problem. (I edited out the rest of what she said because, well, it didn't really say anything.) Essentially, she displays the paranoid malice that is the hallmark of true gangsterism. But there's the rub; if my own experience has taught me anything, it's that it's her belief that my letters demonstrate a desire 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 Mrs. Blizzard. has for her compeers. I can't understand how anyone could go from anything I ever wrote to such a careless idea. In fact, my letters generally make the diametrically opposite claim, that Mrs. Blizzard.'s intent is to prevent us from asking questions. She doesn't want the details checked. She doesn't want anyone looking for any facts other than the official facts she presents to us. I wonder if this is because most of her "facts" are false.
Mrs. Blizzard. chooses to ignore the fact that the lockstep ideological conformity of her co-conspirators and their mindless parroting of her power-hungry cliches about lexiphanicism have reached a level of absurdity hardly matched by any historical example that comes to mind. The same might be said of self-serving, crotchety cretins. Her "compromises" are a threat to the freedoms enjoyed by all free citizens of the world. But there is a further-reaching implication: We are a nation of prostitutes. By this I mean that as long as we are fat, warm, and dry we don't care what Mrs. Blizzard. does. It is precisely that lack of caring that explains why Mrs. Blizzard. once tried to produce precisely the alienation and conflict needed to damn this nation and this world to Hell. If you consider this an exception to the rule then you sincerely don't understand how Mrs. Blizzard. operates. I hope, however, that you at least understand that the space remaining in this letter will not suffice even to enumerate the ways in which she has tried to encourage and exacerbate passivity in some people who might otherwise be active and responsible citizens. A central fault line runs through each of Mrs. Blizzard.'s vituperations. Specifically, Mrs. Blizzard. is absolutely determined to believe that obstinate vandals are all inherently good, sensitive, creative, and inoffensive, and she's not about to let facts or reason get in her way. She constantly evades or violates legislation of which she disapproves. I challenge her to move from her broad derogatory generalizations to specific instances to prove otherwise. This may be a foregone conclusion, but it is hardly surprising that Mrs. Blizzard. wants to make our lives miserable. After all, this is the same choleric autocrat whose recalcitrant prattle informed us that the majority of parasitic deviants are heroes, if not saints.
You'd think I'd be pretty well inured by now to the lunacies of Mrs. Blizzard.'s orations, but I have to say that when you tell Mrs. Blizzard.'s underlings that Mrs. Blizzard. has the gall to expand, augment, and intensify the size and intrusiveness of her faction, they begin to get fidgety, and their eyes begin to wander. They really don't care. They have no interest in hearing that her favorite buzzword these days is "crisis". Mrs. Blizzard. likes to tell us that we have a crisis on our hands. She then argues that the only reasonable approach to combat this crisis is for her to bamboozle people into believing that every featherless biped, regardless of intelligence, personal achievement, moral character, sense of responsibility, or sanity, should be given the power to produce a new generation of snappish proponents of narcissism whose opinions and prejudices, far from being enlightened and challenged, are simply legitimized. In my opinion, the real crisis is the dearth of people who understand that Mrs. Blizzard. has commented that all any child needs is a big dose of television every day. I would love to refute that, but there seems to be no need, seeing as her comment is lacking in common sense. Mrs. Blizzard.'s shock troops have learned their scripts well and the rhetoric comes gushing forth with little provocation. I despise everything about Mrs. Blizzard.. I despise Mrs. Blizzard.'s attempts to have a serious destabilizing effect on our institutions. I despise how she insists that honesty and responsibility have no cash value and are therefore worthless. Most of all, I despise her complete obliviousness to the fact that I frequently talk about how she obscures the true meaning of her nostrums with propaganda and fancy talk. I would drop the subject, except that I wonder if she really believes the things she says. She knows they're not true, doesn't she? That's the question that perplexes me the most, because if animalism were an Olympic sport, she would clinch the gold medal.
Different people often see the same subject in different lights, yes. But there's an important difference between me and Mrs. Blizzard.. Namely, I am willing to die for my cause. Mrs. Blizzard., in contrast, is willing to kill for hers -- or, if not to kill, at least to give rise to irritable, audacious scamps. Sure, she may have a right to commit confrontational, in-your-face acts of violence, intimidation, and incivility, but we certainly don't have to stand idly by while she exercises that right. If she can overawe and befuddle a sufficient number of prominent individuals, then it will become virtually impossible for anyone to eschew unbalanced obscurantism. Time cannot change Mrs. Blizzard.'s behavior. Time merely enlarges the field in which Mrs. Blizzard. can, with ever-increasing intensity and thoroughness, blitz media outlets with faxes and newsletters that highlight the good points of her stentorian beliefs (as I would certainly not call them logically reasoned arguments). Although she demonstrates a great deal of ignorance and presumption when she says that we're supposed to shut up and smile when she says pretentious things, the fact remains that there is a proper place in life for hatred. Hatred of that which is wrong is a powerful and valuable tool. But when Mrs. Blizzard. perverts hatred in order to destroy that which is the envy of -- and model for -- the entire civilized world, it becomes clear that of all of her exaggerations and incorrect comparisons, one in particular stands out: "Mrs. Blizzard. is beyond reproach." I don't know where she came up with this, but her statement is dead wrong.
At this point in the letter, I had planned to tell you that it is my greatest and most solemn pleasure to keep Mrs. Blizzard.'s subalterns at bay. However, one of my colleagues pointed out that the thought that someone, somewhere, might put the kibosh on her prevarications is anathema to Mrs. Blizzard.. Hence, I discarded the discourse I had previously prepared and substituted the following discussion, in which I argue that she has been trying for some time to convince people that granting her complete control over our lives is as important as breathing air. Don't believe her hype! Mrs. Blizzard. has just been offering that line as a means to rewrite history to reflect or magnify an imaginary "victimhood". We must worry about two sorts of wanton mafia dons: petulant and pathetic. Mrs. Blizzard. is among the former.
It seems clear that Mrs. Blizzard. knows perfectly well that she needs to open up to the world around her. But we ought to look at the matter in a broader framework before we draw final conclusions on the subject: We see that if Mrs. Blizzard. can give us all a succinct and infallible argument proving that the world's salvation comes from whims, irrationality, and delusions, I will personally deliver her Nobel Prize for Peevish Rhetoric. In the meantime, Mrs. Blizzard. is morally debased and has no convictions of right or wrong. Or, to express that sentiment without all of the emotionally charged lingo, Mrs. Blizzard. says that everyone would be a lot safer if she were to monitor all of our personal communications and financial transactions -- even our library records. Why on Earth does Mrs. Blizzard. need to monitor our library records? The answer is not obvious, because Mrs. Blizzard.'s secret police consider her publications a breath of fresh air. I, however, find them more like the fetid odor of masochism. For future reference, we need to look beyond the most immediate and visible problems with Mrs. Blizzard.. We need to look at what is behind these problems and understand that Mrs. Blizzard. insists that all it takes to solve our social woes are shotgun marriages, heavy-handed divorce laws, and a return to some mythical 1950s Shangri-la. How can she be so blind? Very easily. Basically, I find Mrs. Blizzard.'s reification of faddism a tad disconcerting. Well, that's getting away from my main topic, which is that there is a problem here. A large, noxious, churlish problem. I might be able to forgive Mrs. Blizzard., but only if she promises never again to legitimate irresponsibility, laziness, and infidelity. I am not a robot. I am a thinking, feeling, human being. As such, I get teary-eyed whenever I see Mrs. Blizzard. organize a whispering campaign against me. It makes me want to turn random, senseless violence into meaningful action, which is why I'm so eager to tell you that Mrs. Blizzard.'s undertakings are merely a stalking horse. They mask her secret intention to mold the mind of virtually every citizen -- young or old, rich or poor, simple or sophisticated.
Mrs. Blizzard. used to complain about being persecuted. Now she is our primary persecutor. This reversal of roles reminds me that Mrs. Blizzard.'s occasional demonstrations of benevolence are not genuine. Nor are her promises. In fact, we must enhance people's curiosity, critical acumen, and aesthetic sensitivity. Those who claim otherwise do so only to justify their own high-handed, mephitic philosophies. I admit I have a tendency to become a bit insensitive whenever I rebuke Mrs. Blizzard. for trying to turn our country into a froward cesspool overrun with scum, disease, and crime. While I am desirous of mending this tiny personality flaw, Mrs. Blizzard.'s monographs have nothing to do with freedom and honor but everything to do with barbarism. Sad, but true. And it'll only get worse if Mrs. Blizzard. finds a way to feature simplistic answers to complex problems. In any case, there is something in the way of "natural law" that can be stated awkwardly as follows: "This is one letter that Mrs. Blizzard. doesn't want you to read." Please do not quote me on that. Instead, work it into a better natural law and enunciate it in clearer and more concise terms. It is immaterial who is credited with the words; the objective is to lend support to the thesis that randy spielers are unable to see that Mrs. Blizzard. is trying very hard to plug the hole in her dike of lies so that no more truth leaks out.
I take no part in any argument over these or any other views. But that's not the end of the story. Mrs. Blizzard. has compiled an impressive list of grievances against me. Not only are all of these grievances completely fictitious, but Mrs. Blizzard. thinks that the Universe belongs to her by right. Of course, thinking so doesn't make it so.
We can't stop Mrs. Blizzard. overnight. It takes time, patience and experience to study the problem and recommend corrective action. I have a tendency to report the more sensational things that she is up to, the more shocking things, things like how she wants to foment malicious forms of political tyranny. And I realize the difficulty that the average person has in coming to grips with that, but she wants us to believe that people are pawns to be used and manipulated. How stupid does she think we are? The answer to that question has broad implications. For example, I believe I have finally figured out what makes people like Mrs. Blizzard. infantilize and corrupt the public. It appears to be a combination of an overactive mind, lack of common sense, assurance of one's own moral propriety, and a total lack of exposure to the real world. A final word: We must try our level best to enlighten the mind of Man and improve him as a rational, moral, and social being.

[Remahlól]

Wall of text critted me T_t . I am dead!

Gonna read it and edit this post in a few minutes

*first!*

[Nugma]

Wall of text critted me T_t . I am dead!

Gonna read it and edit this post in a few minutes

*first!*

I'd like to take a minute of your time to share some of my thoughts about Mr. R3mah with you. Let me start by stressing that I am not attempting to suppress anyone's opinions, nor do I intend to demean R3mah personally for his beliefs or worldviews. But I do think that I must keep the faith. The erroneous things he says about me are sometimes entertaining, oftentimes sad, and frequently thoroughly power-hungry. Now take that to the next level: He can be so prurient, it would take your breath away. If you find that fact distressing then you should help me comment on his communications. Either that, or you can crawl into a corner and lament that you got yourself born in the wrong universe. Don't expect your sobbing to do much good, however, because I could make a long argument for the idea that the only morally sound solution is to compile readers' remarks and suggestions and use them to fight on the battleground of ideas for our inalienable individual rights. It follows from this that he wants you to believe that honesty and responsibility have no cash value and are therefore worthless. You should be wary of such claims. Be aware! Be skeptical! Think! Do not be diverted, deceived, or mesmerized by R3mah's cranky, insufferable initiatives. Now that I've said what I had to say, I should remark that this letter may not endear me to some people. Indeed, it may even cost me a friend or two. However, friends do not let friends get trampled by presumptuous self-proclaimed arbiters of taste and standards like Mr. R3mah. The truth is the truth and we pay a steep price whenever we ignore it.

[Remahlól]

I was outraged and ashamed after hearing about some of Big Posts & Co.'s latest hypnopompic insights. First off, we can all have daydreams about Happy Fuzzy Purple Bunny Land, where everyone is caring, loving, and nice. Not only will those daydreams not come true, but if we contradict Big Posts & Co., we are labelled harebrained, licentious lotharios. If we capitulate, however, we forfeit our freedoms. It should be stressed that if Big Posts & Co. were to quote me out of context, social upheaval and violence would follow. It is therefore clear that you should not ask, "Whatever happened to good sportsmanship?", but rather, "How can Big Posts & Co. be so pathological?". The latter question is the better one to ask, because I am tired of hearing or reading that every featherless biped, regardless of intelligence, personal achievement, moral character, sense of responsibility, or sanity, should be given the power to resort to underhanded tactics. You know that that is simply not true. As that last sentence suggests, Big Posts & Co. should have been removed from the gene pool before it had a chance to contaminate it. End of story. Actually, I should add that the crux of the issue is that we must do away with the misconception that governments should have the right to lie to their own subjects or to other governments. Sad, but true. And it'll only get worse if it finds a way to condemn innocent people to death. Every time Big Posts & Co. gets caught trying to enshrine irrational fears and fancies as truth, it promises it'll never do so again. Subsequently, its confreres always jump in and explain that it really shouldn't be blamed even if it does, because, as they insist, character development is not a matter of "strength through adversity" but rather, "entitlement through victimization".

I want to investigate Big Posts & Co.'s lascivious principles, ideals, and objectives. That may seem simple enough, but Big Posts & Co. seems to have recently added the word "extraterritoriality" to its otherwise simplistic vocabulary. I suppose it intends to use big words like that to obscure the fact that it's puerile for it to encourage people to leave their spouses, kill their children, practice witchcraft, destroy capitalism, and become wishy-washy, scabrous spoilsports. Or perhaps I should say, it's sinful. What's more, Big Posts & Co. is willing to promote truth and justice when it's convenient. But when it threatens its creature comforts, Big Posts & Co. throws principle to the wind. Generally speaking, Big Posts & Co. has a glib proficiency with words and very sensitive nostrils. It can smell money in your pocket from a block away. Once that delicious aroma reaches Big Posts & Co.'s nostrils, it'll start talking about the joy of mercantalism and how violence and prejudice are funny. As you listen to Big Posts & Co.'s sing-song, chances are you won't even notice its hand as it goes into your pocket. Only later, after you realize you've been robbed, will you truly understand that one could truthfully say that it is my job -- and your job, too -- to break the neck of its policy of resistentialism once and for all. But saying that would miss the real point, which is that when I first became aware of its covert invasion into our thought processes, all I could think was how sometime in the future it will create a climate in which it will be assumed that our achievements reflect not individual worth, talent, or skill, but special consideration. Fortunately, that hasn't happened...yet. But it will obviously happen if we don't debate the efficacy of Big Posts & Co.'s inimical platitudes.

This is a lesson for those with eyes to see. It is a lesson not so much about Big Posts & Co.'s cruel behavior, but about the way that Big Posts & Co. wants us to believe that bad things "just happen" (i.e., they're not caused by Big Posts & Co. itself). How stupid does Big Posts & Co. think we are? Well, I'm sure Big Posts & Co. would rather violate all the rules of decorum than answer that particular question. Big Posts & Co.'s latest manifesto, like all the ones that preceded it, is a consummate anthology of disastrously bad writing teeming with misquotations and inaccuracies, an odyssey of anecdotes that are occasionally entertaining, but certainly not informative. Big Posts & Co. says that it's okay for it to indulge its every whim and lust without regard for anyone else or for society as a whole. I've seen more plausible things scrawled on the bathroom walls in elementary schools. I am not complaining about that. There are different ways of reconciling oneself to this unpleasant, yet surely anal-retentive, fact. Some people see nothing at all, or rather, want to see nothing. Others are perfectly well aware of the hostile consequences which this plague must and will some day induce, but only shrug their shoulders, convinced that nothing can be done, so the only thing to do is to leave things alone.

Big Posts & Co. is out of control and must be stopped, as if it made any difference. I have one itsy-bitsy problem with Big Posts & Co.'s recommendations. Videlicet, they pervert human instincts by suppressing natural, feral constraints and encouraging abnormal patterns of behavior. And that's saying nothing about how one of the things I find quite interesting is listening to other people's takes on things. For instance, I recently overheard some folks remark that it has found a way to avoid compliance with government regulations, circumvent any further litigation, and pose a threat to personal autonomy and social development -- all by trumping up a phony emergency. Believe me, I certainly don't want to give Big Posts & Co. a chance to repeat the mistakes of the past. Once you understand Big Posts & Co.'s cajoleries, you have a responsibility to do something about them. To know, to understand, and not to act, is an egregious sin of omission. It is the sin of silence. It is the sin of letting Big Posts & Co. blitz media outlets with faxes and newsletters that highlight the good points of its iconoclastic maneuvers.

I may not be perfect, but at least I'm not afraid to say that Big Posts & Co. has delivered exactly the opposite of what it had previously promised us. Most notably, its vows of liberation turned out to be masks for oppression and domination. And, almost as troubling, Big Posts & Co.'s vows of equality did little more than convince people that if it were up to Big Posts & Co., schoolchildren would be taught reading, 'riting, and racism. It is hardly surprising that Big Posts & Co. wants to feature simplistic answers to complex problems. After all, this is the same myopic mythomaniac whose ungrateful prattle informed us that it has the mandate of Heaven to subject human beings to indignities. It's not just that evil individuals are acting in concert with other evil individuals for an evil purpose, but also that I doubtlessly contend that it has an implacable determination to satisfy its own ambitions and lusts at whatever cost to its lieutenants, its nation, and even to its own progeny. My views, of course, are not the issue here. The issue is that it likes solutions that empty garbage pails full of the vilest slanders and defamations on the clean garments of honorable people. Could there be a conflict of interest there? If you were to ask me, I'd say that it uses the word "noncontemporaneousness" without ever having taken the time to look it up in the dictionary. Organizations that are too lazy to get their basic terms right should be ignored, not debated. I have a dream that my children will be able to live in a world filled with open spaces and beautiful wilderness -- not in a dark, savage world run by self-aggrandizing quacks. I use such language purposefully -- and somewhat sardonically -- to illustrate how Big Posts & Co.'s idiotic claim that its plaints prevent smallpox is just that, an idiotic claim.

Big Posts & Co. and its cult followers are soulless spouters. This is not set down in complaint against them, but merely as analysis. We need to look beyond the most immediate and visible problems with Big Posts & Co.. We need to look at what is behind these problems and understand that just because Big Posts & Co. and its advocates don't like being labelled as "disorderly, picayunish undesirables" or "unsympathetic, incontinent fence-sitters" doesn't mean the shoe doesn't fit. Big Posts & Co. plans to shatter and ultimately destroy our most precious possessions. The result will be an amalgam of benighted antinomianism and snippy jingoism, if such a monster can be imagined. Big Posts & Co. has been known to "prove" statistically that its way of life is correct and everyone else's isn't. As you might have suspected, its proof is flawed. The primary problem with it is that it replaces a legitimate claim of association with an illegitimate claim of causality. Consequently, Big Posts & Co.'s "proof" demonstrates only that if it had its way, schools would teach students that Big Posts & Co.'s prank phone calls are Right with a capital R. This is not education but indoctrination. It prevents students from learning about how Big Posts & Co. truly believes that we should be grateful for the precious freedom to be robbed and kicked in the face by such a noble creature as it. I hope you realize that that's just an out-of-touch pipe dream from a truculent pipe, and that in the real world, Big Posts & Co. frequently avers its support of democracy and its love of freedom. But one need only look at what Big Posts & Co. is doing -- as opposed to what it is saying -- to understand its true aims.

Big Posts & Co.'s politics have earned it opprobrium, suspicion, resentment, and hatred. This applies first and foremost to a club under whose uncompanionable brand of sectarianism the whole of honest humanity is suffering: Big Posts & Co.'s army of disreputable energumens. Ladies and gentlemen, if Big Posts & Co.'s plan to redefine success and obscure failure is to be discouraged then the wisest course of action is to change the minds of those who use rock music, with its savage, tribal, orgiastic beat, to evade responsibility. Before we start down that road I ought to remind you that I'm not a psychiatrist. Sometimes, though, I wish I were, so that I could better understand what makes organizations like it want to make us too confused, demoralized, and disunited to put up an effective opposition to its traducements. Anyone who denies this and insists on looking at issues from a single perspective is a participant in a flat, simplistic, and incomplete world. I put that observation into this letter just to let you see that if, five years ago, I had described an organization like Big Posts & Co. to you and told you that in five years, it'd interfere with the most important principles of democracy, you'd have thought me malign. You'd have laughed at me and told me it couldn't happen. So it is useful now to note that, first, it has happened and, second, to try to understand how it happened and how I strive to be consistent in my arguments. I can't say that I'm 100% true to this but Big Posts & Co.'s frequent vacillating leads me to believe that what I wrote just a moment ago is not the paranoid rambling of a dotty wacko. It's a fact. At the same time, Big Posts & Co. is the hidden hand behind all modern cataclysms. Let me recap that for you, because it really is extraordinarily important: Griping about Big Posts & Co. will not make it stop trying to silence critical debate and squelch creative brainstorming. But even if it did, it would just find some other way to detach individuals from traditional sources of strength and identity -- family, class, private associations.

For the moment, Big Posts & Co. makes no secret of the fact that I am not up on the latest gossip. Still, I have heard people say that I didn't want to talk about this. I really didn't. But it can't fool me. I've met misguided cutthroats before, so I know that if Big Posts & Co. gets its way, I might very well cower before the emotions and accusations of others. Big Posts & Co. can pervert any established ideology, which makes it obvious to me that I can no longer get very excited about any revelation of Big Posts & Co.'s hypocrisy or crookedness. It's what I've come to expect by now. I wonder if Big Posts & Co. really believes the things it says. It knows they're not true, doesn't it? Any honest person who takes the time to think about that question will be forced to conclude that life is too short to have to put up with Big Posts & Co.. That's the current situation, and if you have any doubt about the reality of it, then you haven't been paying close enough attention to what's been happening in the world.

Big Posts & Co.'s plans for the future are more than just self-indulgent. They're a revolt against nature. Big Posts & Co. wants to put crotchety dunderheads on the federal payroll. Faugh. Regardless of what Big Posts & Co. seems to feel, this view dangerously underestimates the ophidian quality of absolutism. I hate having to keep reminding everybody of this, but when I'm through with Big Posts & Co., it'll think twice before attempting to transform our society into a churlish war machine.

It's fine to realize that Big Posts & Co. is hampered by a load of contradictory and absurd assumptions of the school that it follows, but it's more important to know that if everyone does his own, small part, together we can reinforce the contentions of all reasonable people and confute those of the most bloody-minded converts to Dadaism you'll ever see. Big Posts & Co.'s planning to exploit issues such as the global economic crisis and the increase in world terrorism in order to instigate planet-wide chaos. Planet-wide chaos is its gateway to global tyranny, which will in turn enable it to perpetuate the nonsense known technically as the analytic/synthetic dichotomy. Is there, or is there not, a clueless, self-serving plot to make my worst nightmares come true, organized through the years by bookish segregationists? The answer to this all-important question is that not only has the plot existed, but it is now on the verge of complete fulfilment. Big Posts & Co.'s philippics have caused widespread social alienation, and from this alienation a thousand social pathologies have sprung. I close this letter along the same lines it opened on: As conscious, sentient beings aware of our actions and capable of response, we must shoo Big Posts & Co. away like the annoying bug that it is.

[GKV]

My head just exploded all over the wall..

[Tinky]

[Combat Log]
Wall of Text crit you for 10000000
Wall of Text crit you for 10000
You die.
x_x

[Sein]

ouch, my puny brain

[Vulcan]

Another pre-made wall of text where you only have to introduce the targeted person and if it's a male/female. Bah, everybody can do that

I read your whole post Nugma, and it appears that you aren't saying everything

Nevertheless, strange work in there

[drani]

help me the wall of text try too eat me help!

[The_Zealot]

You Begin to Read Wall of Text.
Wall of Text crits you for 1000000.
Interrupted.
You die.

[ReidE96]

teal deer

kiss