2009-03-24, 12:58 AM
Half of this doesn't make sense. Just ignore my *insert nexon here*-ness
have some poast
I am really at a loss for what to say in this letter other than to convey my shock. Nexon is right about one thing, namely that fear is what motivates us. Fear of what it means when the worst classes of logorrheic humanity-haters there are block streets and traffic to the extent that ambulances can't get through. Fear of what it says about our society when we teach our children that two wrongs make a right. And fear of dotty lethargic-types like Nexon who advertise "magical" diets and bogus weight-loss pills. Nexon maintains that either its policies epitomize wholesome family entertainment or that "metanarratives" are the root of tyranny, lawlessness, overpopulation, racial hatred, world hunger, disease, and rank stupidity. Nexon denies any other possibility.
I feel no shame in writing that if we are to lend a helping hand, then we must be guided by a healthy and progressive ideology, not by the ophidian and militant ideologies that Nexon promotes. We all learned the Golden Rule in school. Maybe Nexon was absent that day. Mutual efforts against meddlesome vigilantism are not just an educational process designed to teach people that a plan of rational reaction to Nexon's noxious outbursts is surely in order. These efforts also serve as a beacon, warning the world of the subhuman consequences of Nexon's obstreperous witticisms. I have no set opinion as to whether or not Nexon is the type of organization that would shoot you just to see if its gun worked. I do, however, clearly contend that if it were up to it, schoolchildren would be taught reading, 'riting, and racism. It should come as no big shock to anyone that no one has a higher opinion of Nexon than I, and I think Nexon's a pigheaded freak of nature.
As a parenthetical note, I think this is tragic. In reaching that conclusion I have made the usual assumption that I must ask that its companions recognize and respect the opinions, practices, and behavior of others. 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 weaken family ties. There are two flaws with Nexon's mottos: 1) I unequivocally do not intend this letter to be in any way misinterpreted as a personal attack on Nexon, and 2) ancient Greek dramatists discerned a peculiar virtue in being tragic. Nexon would do well to realize that they never discerned any virtue in being detestable. If we provide a trenchant analysis of Nexon's notions then the sea of classism, on which Nexon so heavily relies, will begin to dry up. Even as I write those words I can feel Nexon cringe. That's okay. Cringe. I don't care because we must work together to seek liberty, equality, and fraternity. What can you do to help? For starters, you might want to brush away the cobwebs of vandalism. I personally derive great satisfaction in doing that sort of thing because Nexon accuses me of being a liar. The only proven liar around here, however, is Nexon. Only a die-hard liar like Nexon could claim that it has its moral compass in tact. The truth, in case you haven't already figured it out, is that no matter how bad you think its expostulations are, I assure you that they are far, far worse than you think.
Given the tenor of our times, if I were elected Ruler of the World, my first act of business would be to lift our nation from the quicksand of injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. I would further use my position to inform certain segments of the Earth's population that as soon as our backs are turned, Nexon will pull out all stops in its snivelling drive to seize control over where we eat, sleep, socialize, and associate with others. It is no more complicated than that. Am I the only one who makes that observation? Of course not. But perhaps I express it more directly, more candidly, and far less euphemistically than most. For years I've been warning people that Nexon plans to replace intellectual integrity with high-handed sloganeering. However, that's not my entire message; it's only a part of it. I also want you to know that no matter how much Nexon squirms and wriggles, it will never escape the fact that it must believe that if it doesn't turn the trickle of gangsterism into a tidal wave, it'll have led a meaningless life. Why do I tell you this? Because these days, no one else has the guts to.
We must learn to celebrate our diversity, not because it is the politically correct thing to do but because you may be worried that it will foster parasitism at every opportunity by the end of the decade. If so, then I share your misgivings. But let's not worry about that now. Instead, let's discuss my observation that Nexon uses language that would make a sailor blush. I won't dwell on that except to direct your attention to the grotesque manner in which it has been trying to inaugurate an era of baleful, lousy oligarchism.
Nature is a wonderful teacher. For instance, the lesson that Nature teaches us from newly acephalous poultry is that you really don't need a brain to run around like a dang fool making a spectacle of yourself. Nature also teaches us that Nexon's practices are not witty satire, as it would have you believe. They're simply the illaudable, unrealistic ramblings of something that has no idea or appreciation of what it's mocking. Let us now join hands, hearts, and minds to reinforce what is best in people.
Consider the following, which I'll address in greater detail later: Nexon is willing to promote truth and justice when it's convenient. But when it threatens its creature comforts, Nexon throws principle to the wind. Nexon's protégés get a thrill out of protesting. They have no idea what causes they're fighting for or against. For them, going down to the local protest, carrying a sign, hanging out with Nexon, and meeting some other harebrained wankers is merely a social event. They're not even aware that Nexon swears that we ought to worship incomprehensible heresiarchs as folk heroes. Clearly, it'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, we've all heard Nexon yammer and whine about how it's being scapegoated again, the poor dear.
It's really amazing, isn't it? We can put people on the Moon and send robot explorers to Mars, but if you can make any sense out Nexon's wretched taradiddles then you must have gotten higher marks in school than I did. If there is one thing I have learned, it is this: Nexon's ignorance is encyclopedic. That concept can be extended, mutatis mutandis, to the way that its statements such as "Shambolic psychics are easily housebroken" indicate that we're not all looking at the same set of facts. Fortunately, these facts are easily verifiable with a trip to the library by any open and honest individual. Nexon's goal is to stir up trouble. This is abject cannibalism! I have this advice to offer: The world has changed, Nexon; get used to it.
Nexon's brethren resist seeing that spleeny prætorianism has come to occupy a dodgy place in the national dialogue. They resist seeing such things because to see them, to examine them, to think about them and draw conclusions from them is to discuss the advantages of two-parent families, the essential role of individual and family responsibility, the need for uniform standards of civil behavior, and the primacy of the work ethic. If you'll allow me a minor dysphemism, anyone who denies this and insists on looking at issues from a single perspective is a participant in a flat, simplistic, and incomplete world. Or, to phrase that a little more politely, when I hear Nexon say that it acts in the public interest, I have to wonder about it. Is it thoroughly treasonous? Is it simply being backwards? Or is it merely embracing a delusion in which it must believe in order to continue believing in itself? The answer has two parts to it. The first part regards the manner in which those who lay waste to the environment must be held accountable for their actions. The second part of the answer is focused on the the way that Nexon possesses no significant intellectual skills whatsoever and has no interest in erudition. Heck, it can't even spell or define "erudition", much less achieve it.
Nexon once heard an irritating, balmy ne'er-do-well say, "I'm some sort of cully who can be duped into believing that Nexon is as innocent as a newborn lamb." What's amazing is that Nexon was then able to use that single quotation plus some anecdotal evidence to convince its janissaries that ruffianism is a noble goal, which indubitably makes me wonder, "Why can't it live among us in peace?" To answer that question, we need first to consider Nexon's thought process, which generally takes the following form: (1) Some people deserve to feel safe while others do not, so (2) we should avoid personal responsibility. Therefore, (3) its decisions are based on reason and thus, (4) things have never been better. As you can see, Nexon's reasoning makes no sense, which leads me to believe that if you've never seen it give me reason to lose my temper, you're either incredibly unobservant or are concealing the truth from yourself. I suppose that's all I have to say in this letter. If there are any points on which you require explanation or further particulars I shall be glad to furnish such additional details as may be required.
have some poast
I am really at a loss for what to say in this letter other than to convey my shock. Nexon is right about one thing, namely that fear is what motivates us. Fear of what it means when the worst classes of logorrheic humanity-haters there are block streets and traffic to the extent that ambulances can't get through. Fear of what it says about our society when we teach our children that two wrongs make a right. And fear of dotty lethargic-types like Nexon who advertise "magical" diets and bogus weight-loss pills. Nexon maintains that either its policies epitomize wholesome family entertainment or that "metanarratives" are the root of tyranny, lawlessness, overpopulation, racial hatred, world hunger, disease, and rank stupidity. Nexon denies any other possibility.
I feel no shame in writing that if we are to lend a helping hand, then we must be guided by a healthy and progressive ideology, not by the ophidian and militant ideologies that Nexon promotes. We all learned the Golden Rule in school. Maybe Nexon was absent that day. Mutual efforts against meddlesome vigilantism are not just an educational process designed to teach people that a plan of rational reaction to Nexon's noxious outbursts is surely in order. These efforts also serve as a beacon, warning the world of the subhuman consequences of Nexon's obstreperous witticisms. I have no set opinion as to whether or not Nexon is the type of organization that would shoot you just to see if its gun worked. I do, however, clearly contend that if it were up to it, schoolchildren would be taught reading, 'riting, and racism. It should come as no big shock to anyone that no one has a higher opinion of Nexon than I, and I think Nexon's a pigheaded freak of nature.
As a parenthetical note, I think this is tragic. In reaching that conclusion I have made the usual assumption that I must ask that its companions recognize and respect the opinions, practices, and behavior of others. 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 weaken family ties. There are two flaws with Nexon's mottos: 1) I unequivocally do not intend this letter to be in any way misinterpreted as a personal attack on Nexon, and 2) ancient Greek dramatists discerned a peculiar virtue in being tragic. Nexon would do well to realize that they never discerned any virtue in being detestable. If we provide a trenchant analysis of Nexon's notions then the sea of classism, on which Nexon so heavily relies, will begin to dry up. Even as I write those words I can feel Nexon cringe. That's okay. Cringe. I don't care because we must work together to seek liberty, equality, and fraternity. What can you do to help? For starters, you might want to brush away the cobwebs of vandalism. I personally derive great satisfaction in doing that sort of thing because Nexon accuses me of being a liar. The only proven liar around here, however, is Nexon. Only a die-hard liar like Nexon could claim that it has its moral compass in tact. The truth, in case you haven't already figured it out, is that no matter how bad you think its expostulations are, I assure you that they are far, far worse than you think.
Given the tenor of our times, if I were elected Ruler of the World, my first act of business would be to lift our nation from the quicksand of injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. I would further use my position to inform certain segments of the Earth's population that as soon as our backs are turned, Nexon will pull out all stops in its snivelling drive to seize control over where we eat, sleep, socialize, and associate with others. It is no more complicated than that. Am I the only one who makes that observation? Of course not. But perhaps I express it more directly, more candidly, and far less euphemistically than most. For years I've been warning people that Nexon plans to replace intellectual integrity with high-handed sloganeering. However, that's not my entire message; it's only a part of it. I also want you to know that no matter how much Nexon squirms and wriggles, it will never escape the fact that it must believe that if it doesn't turn the trickle of gangsterism into a tidal wave, it'll have led a meaningless life. Why do I tell you this? Because these days, no one else has the guts to.
We must learn to celebrate our diversity, not because it is the politically correct thing to do but because you may be worried that it will foster parasitism at every opportunity by the end of the decade. If so, then I share your misgivings. But let's not worry about that now. Instead, let's discuss my observation that Nexon uses language that would make a sailor blush. I won't dwell on that except to direct your attention to the grotesque manner in which it has been trying to inaugurate an era of baleful, lousy oligarchism.
Nature is a wonderful teacher. For instance, the lesson that Nature teaches us from newly acephalous poultry is that you really don't need a brain to run around like a dang fool making a spectacle of yourself. Nature also teaches us that Nexon's practices are not witty satire, as it would have you believe. They're simply the illaudable, unrealistic ramblings of something that has no idea or appreciation of what it's mocking. Let us now join hands, hearts, and minds to reinforce what is best in people.
Consider the following, which I'll address in greater detail later: Nexon is willing to promote truth and justice when it's convenient. But when it threatens its creature comforts, Nexon throws principle to the wind. Nexon's protégés get a thrill out of protesting. They have no idea what causes they're fighting for or against. For them, going down to the local protest, carrying a sign, hanging out with Nexon, and meeting some other harebrained wankers is merely a social event. They're not even aware that Nexon swears that we ought to worship incomprehensible heresiarchs as folk heroes. Clearly, it'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, we've all heard Nexon yammer and whine about how it's being scapegoated again, the poor dear.
It's really amazing, isn't it? We can put people on the Moon and send robot explorers to Mars, but if you can make any sense out Nexon's wretched taradiddles then you must have gotten higher marks in school than I did. If there is one thing I have learned, it is this: Nexon's ignorance is encyclopedic. That concept can be extended, mutatis mutandis, to the way that its statements such as "Shambolic psychics are easily housebroken" indicate that we're not all looking at the same set of facts. Fortunately, these facts are easily verifiable with a trip to the library by any open and honest individual. Nexon's goal is to stir up trouble. This is abject cannibalism! I have this advice to offer: The world has changed, Nexon; get used to it.
Nexon's brethren resist seeing that spleeny prætorianism has come to occupy a dodgy place in the national dialogue. They resist seeing such things because to see them, to examine them, to think about them and draw conclusions from them is to discuss the advantages of two-parent families, the essential role of individual and family responsibility, the need for uniform standards of civil behavior, and the primacy of the work ethic. If you'll allow me a minor dysphemism, anyone who denies this and insists on looking at issues from a single perspective is a participant in a flat, simplistic, and incomplete world. Or, to phrase that a little more politely, when I hear Nexon say that it acts in the public interest, I have to wonder about it. Is it thoroughly treasonous? Is it simply being backwards? Or is it merely embracing a delusion in which it must believe in order to continue believing in itself? The answer has two parts to it. The first part regards the manner in which those who lay waste to the environment must be held accountable for their actions. The second part of the answer is focused on the the way that Nexon possesses no significant intellectual skills whatsoever and has no interest in erudition. Heck, it can't even spell or define "erudition", much less achieve it.
Nexon once heard an irritating, balmy ne'er-do-well say, "I'm some sort of cully who can be duped into believing that Nexon is as innocent as a newborn lamb." What's amazing is that Nexon was then able to use that single quotation plus some anecdotal evidence to convince its janissaries that ruffianism is a noble goal, which indubitably makes me wonder, "Why can't it live among us in peace?" To answer that question, we need first to consider Nexon's thought process, which generally takes the following form: (1) Some people deserve to feel safe while others do not, so (2) we should avoid personal responsibility. Therefore, (3) its decisions are based on reason and thus, (4) things have never been better. As you can see, Nexon's reasoning makes no sense, which leads me to believe that if you've never seen it give me reason to lose my temper, you're either incredibly unobservant or are concealing the truth from yourself. I suppose that's all I have to say in this letter. If there are any points on which you require explanation or further particulars I shall be glad to furnish such additional details as may be required.