As you read this letter, you may feel confused at points.

[Nightmare]

If you do, keep reading. The rationale underlying Dr. Wist W. Wist, Ph.D.'s doctrines is confusing. Fortunately, as you read the superfluity of examples about how Dr. Wist has been trying to defuse or undermine incisive critiques of his uppity behavior by turning them into procedural arguments about mechanisms of institutional restraint, this letter will slowly begin to make some sense. Wait! Before you dismiss me as cold-blooded, hear me out. He is always prating about how snobbism and particularism are identical concepts. (He used to say that cannibalism, wife-swapping, and the murder of infants and the elderly are acceptable behavior, but the evidence is too contrary so he's given up on that score.)

Wherever yellow-bellied soi-disant do-gooders are seen turning rotters loose against us good citizens, Dr. Wist is there. Wherever blasphemous, aberrant New Age shirkers are found forcing me to put myself in harm's way, Dr. Wist is lurking nearby. Wherever neo-hectoring lumpenproletariats are observed giving rise to morally crippled busybodies, Dr. Wist will no doubt be in the vicinity. I defy any coincidence theorist to try to explain away those observations. Clearly, Dr. Wist is like a giant octopus sprawling its slimy length over city, state, and nation. Like the octopus of real life, he operates under cover of self-created screen. Dr. Wist seizes in his long and powerful tentacles our executive officers, our legislative bodies, our schools, our courts, our newspapers, and every agency created for the public protection.

If Dr. Wist honestly believes that some of my points are not valid, I would love to get some specific feedback from him. What he does in private is none of my business. But when Dr. Wist tries to promulgate partisan prejudice against others, I object. I am doubtlessly not up on the latest gossip. Still, I have heard people say that his hysteria-producing grievances are sufficient to give pause to the less thoughtful among us. "Oh, oh," such people think. "We'd better help Dr. Wist shatter and ultimately destroy our most precious possessions—just in case."

If you wonder why I take the stance that I do, it's because if Dr. Wist bites me I will indubitably bite back. I hate to say this, but because of his obsession with lexiphanicism, unless you define success using the sort of loosey-goosey standards by which Dr. Wist abides you'll realize that true measures of success involve complaining about obtrusive hoodlums. Success is getting the world to see that if you read Dr. Wist's writings while mentally out of focus, you may get the sense that there is something intellectually provocative in the tired rehashing of snotty stereotypes. But if you read his writings while mentally in focus and weigh each point carefully, it's clear that I've known some yobbos who were impressively phlegmatic. However, Dr. Wist is scary and that trumps phlegmatic every time.

Dr. Wist's objective is clear: to spread hatred, animosity, and divisiveness before the year is over. Although I've been called every name in the book for saying this, Dr. Wist's editorials are built on lies and they depend on make-believe for their continuation. I want to keep this brief: Dr. Wist's excuses have been a millstone around our neck for quite some time. 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, it is pointless to fret about the damage already caused by Dr. Wist's poxy values. The past cannot be changed. We must cope with the present if we hope to affect our future and enable all people to achieve their potential as human beings.

Dr. Wist claims that big emotions come from big words. Perhaps he has some sound arguments on his side, but if so he's keeping them hidden. I'd say it's far more likely that Dr. Wist has been trying to raise funds for scientific studies that "prove" that anyone who dares to detail the specific steps and objectives needed to thwart his obtuse little schemes can expect to suffer hair loss and tooth decay as a result. This is what's called "advocacy research" or "junk science" because it's funded by thrasonical, unctuous control freaks who have already decided that Dr. Wist's crotchets are our final line of defense against tyrrany. He spews out his vituperative slander from a safe, no-risk forum. That shouldn't surprise you when you consider that people used to think I was exaggerating whenever I said that it is apparent where his loyalties lie. After seeing Dr. Wist attack everyone else's beliefs these same people now realize that I wasn't exaggerating at all. In fact, they even realize that I'm sticking out my neck a bit in talking about Dr. Wist's publications. It's quite likely he will try to retaliate against me for my telling you that he claims that people don't mind having their communities turned into war zones. Whether that's true or not, his evidence is corrupted by a vast amount of nonsense and outright fraud. Before we can further discuss Dr. Wist's claim we must acknowledge that there are those who are informed and educated about the evils of antidisestablishmentarianism, and there are those who are not. Dr. Wist is one of the uninformed, naturally, and that's why he plans to impose theological straightjackets on scriptural interpretation. He has instructed his representatives not to discuss this or even admit to his plan's existence. Obviously, Dr. Wist knows he has something to hide.

Do we not, as rational men and women, owe it to both our heritage and our posterity to condemn Dr. Wist's criminal ineptitude? I, not being one of the many froward Machiavellians of this world, think we do. As I gaze into my crystal ball, I see that Dr. Wist's cult followers will suppress those who would seek to learn the truth about Dr. Wist's frightful crusades before long. Dr. Wist predicted long ago that he'd go straight to Heaven after he dies. I see a different, warmer eternity for him, especially when you consider that he fails to comprehend and practice the teachings of his religion. More precisely, Dr. Wist conveniently forgets his religion's messages of peace, love, compassion, acceptance, and forgiveness—or, at best, misremembers them as an edict to hijack the word "counterexcommunication" and use it to adopt approaches that have not been tested to try to solve problems that have not been well-defined. Irrespective of one's feelings on the subject, unambitious purveyors of malice and hatred 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, Dr. Wist enjoys watching respectable people twist and writhe whenever he threatens to get everyone to march in lockstep with his abusive companions.

Dr. Wist claims that national-security interests can and should be sidestepped whenever his personal interests are at stake. This is a very unprincipled and unconstructive view and, moreover, is wrong in many ways. His 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. Whereas he claims that doing the fashionable thing is more important than life or liberty, I, hardheaded cynic that I am, claim that his long-term stratagems of infiltration and mass propaganda have been so successful that Dr. Wist can now create an untrue and injurious impression of an entire people. In reaching that conclusion I have made the usual assumption that the Trotskyism "debate" is not a debate. It is a harangue, a politically motivated, brilliantly publicized, bleeding-heart attack on progressive ideas.

We can't stop Dr. Wist overnight. It takes time, patience and experience to shape a world of dignity and harmony, a world of justice, solidarity, liberty, and prosperity. He has been petitioning lawmakers to criminalize statements made about him that are excessively truthful. I know you're wondering why I just wrote that. I'll explain shortly, but first, I should state that if it turns out that there's unquestionably no way to prevent Dr. Wist from insulting my intelligence then I guess it'll be time to throw my cards on the table and call it quits. I'll just have to give up trying to bring Dr. Wist down a peg and accept the fact that he keeps trying to craft propaganda that justifies laying waste to the environment. And if we don't remain eternally vigilant, he will undoubtedly succeed. No one that I speak with or correspond with is happy about this situation. Of course, I don't speak or correspond with unsophisticated showboaters, Dr. Wist's idolators, or anyone else who fails to realize that before Dr. Wist once again claims that his ideologies prevent smallpox, he should do some real research rather than simply play a game of bias reinforcement with his expositors.

I profess I am not alone when I say that my goal is to reach out for things with permanence, things beyond wealth and comfort and pleasure, things that have real meaning. I will not stint in my labor in this direction. When I have succeeded, the whole world will know that one of Dr. Wist's most loyal mercenaries is known to have remarked, "Every featherless biped, regardless of intelligence, personal achievement, moral character, sense of responsibility, or sanity, should be given the power to engender ill will." And there you have it: a direct quote from a primary source. The significance of that quote is that Dr. Wist's language is turgid and incomprehensible. That's just a fancy way of saying that it's best to ignore most of the quotes that Dr. Wist so frequently cites. He takes quotes out of context; uses misleading, irrelevant, and out-of-date quotes; and presents quotes from legitimate authorities used misleadingly to support contentions that they did not intend and that are not true. In short, the first lies that Dr. Wist told us were relatively benign. Still, they have been progressing. And they will continue to progress until there is no more truth; his lies will grow until they blot out the sun. The bottom line is that I have put this letter before you, without any gain to myself, because I care.

[Wist]

Utter madness. Each and every criticism you've put forth is reprehensibly fallacious.

Except for the octopus one.

Edited March 19, 2010 by Wist

[Le Communard]

You sir, have just turned Copy-Pasta up to 11.

[Nightmare]

I do not wish to begin an incendiary debate about Adm. Communard's agendas. However, Communard has recently made a few statements that I find disturbing to such a degree that I cannot remain silent. You may be disappointed to hear that my concrete suggestions on how to comment on Communard's cop-outs are sprinkled throughout this letter like raisins in a pudding, not grouped together in a single block of text at the end. This was a conscious decision I made based on the observation that 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 Communard is the type of person who will trump up any lie for the occasion, and the more of a thumper it is, the better he likes it. Finally, no letter about Adm. Communard would be complete without mention of some of the absolutely amateurish schemes that he supports. Although there are a plenitude of examples from which to choose, the most amateurish would have to be his proposal to make two-faced shysters out to be something they're not. That's the sort of thing that keeps me up at night.

[Solanum Tuberosum]

TL;DR

Edited March 19, 2010 by Piemanmj

[Le Communard]

I do not wish to begin an incendiary debate about Adm. Communard's agendas. However, Communard has recently made a few statements that I find disturbing to such a degree that I cannot remain silent. You may be disappointed to hear that my concrete suggestions on how to comment on Communard's cop-outs are sprinkled throughout this letter like raisins in a pudding, not grouped together in a single block of text at the end. This was a conscious decision I made based on the observation that 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 Communard is the type of person who will trump up any lie for the occasion, and the more of a thumper it is, the better he likes it. Finally, no letter about Adm. Communard would be complete without mention of some of the absolutely amateurish schemes that he supports. Although there are a plenitude of examples from which to choose, the most amateurish would have to be his proposal to make two-faced shysters out to be something they're not. That's the sort of thing that keeps me up at night.

That was beautiful. Where do find all these rants?

[Fayt Zelpher]

TL;DR

Exactly. Plus, I'm not particularly inclined to caring about what it says either. Sorry peoples... :(

[Nightmare]

Lord Ratatosk R. Predictable's platitudes are entirely disgusting—so much so, that if there are any children or sensitive people reading this letter, I suggest that they stop now and not read what I am about to describe. It isn't important whether you agree with every detail that I intend to present. What matters is that you begin to realize that Lord Predictable has spent untold hours trying to support those for whom hatred has become a way of life. During that time, did it ever once occur to him that it's stubborn lunatics like him that lock people who need our help into a vicious cycle of indigence and ignorance? Fortunately for us, the key to the answer is obvious: His maneuvers, when taken as a whole, are revolting. I always catch holy hell whenever I say something like that so let me assure you that nothing makes my blood boil more than seeing him impugn the patriotism of his opponents. Let me try to explain what I mean by that in a single sentence: One can see the blood-lust in his eyes. Now that's a strong conclusion to draw just from the evidence I've presented in this letter so let me corroborate it by saying that we could opt to sit back and let Lord Predictable have more impact on Earth's biological, geological, and chemical systems during our lifetime and our children's than all preceding human generations had together. Most people, however, would argue that the cost in people's lives and self-esteem is an extremely high price to pay for such inaction on our part.

Ironically, if Lord Predictable succeeds in his attempt to unleash an unparalleled wave of animalism, it'll have to be over my dead body. He claims that the federal government should take more and more of our hard-earned money and more and more of our hard-won rights. Predictably, he cites no hard data for that claim. This is because no such data exist. If Lord Predictable makes fun of me or insults me I hear it, and it hurts. But I take solace in the fact that I am still able to pave the way for people of every sex, race, and socioeconomic status to fulfill their own spiritual destiny.

Lord Predictable is an inerudite, hateful yobbo. I use that label only when it's true. If you don't believe it is, then consider that unlike everyone else in the world, Lord Predictable seriously believes that people prefer "cultural integrity" and "multicultural sensitivity" to health, food, safety, and the opportunity to choose their own course through life. Woo woooo! Here comes the clue train. Last stop: Lord Predictable. Our goal must now be to indicate in a rough and approximate way the two humorless tendencies that I believe are the main driving force of modern irreligionism. If you believe that that's a worthwhile goal, then I can undeniably use your help. Let me hear from you.

[Inactive Account]

Is this some sort of tldr politikspeke generator site?

[Fayt Zelpher]

Lord Ratatosk R. Predictable's platitudes are entirely disgusting—so much so, that if there are any children or sensitive people reading this letter, I suggest that they stop now and not read what I am about to describe. It isn't important whether you agree with every detail that I intend to present. What matters is that you begin to realize that Lord Predictable has spent untold hours trying to support those for whom hatred has become a way of life. During that time, did it ever once occur to him that it's stubborn lunatics like him that lock people who need our help into a vicious cycle of indigence and ignorance? Fortunately for us, the key to the answer is obvious: His maneuvers, when taken as a whole, are revolting. I always catch holy hell whenever I say something like that so let me assure you that nothing makes my blood boil more than seeing him impugn the patriotism of his opponents. Let me try to explain what I mean by that in a single sentence: One can see the blood-lust in his eyes. Now that's a strong conclusion to draw just from the evidence I've presented in this letter so let me corroborate it by saying that we could opt to sit back and let Lord Predictable have more impact on Earth's biological, geological, and chemical systems during our lifetime and our children's than all preceding human generations had together. Most people, however, would argue that the cost in people's lives and self-esteem is an extremely high price to pay for such inaction on our part.

Ironically, if Lord Predictable succeeds in his attempt to unleash an unparalleled wave of animalism, it'll have to be over my dead body. He claims that the federal government should take more and more of our hard-earned money and more and more of our hard-won rights. Predictably, he cites no hard data for that claim. This is because no such data exist. If Lord Predictable makes fun of me or insults me I hear it, and it hurts. But I take solace in the fact that I am still able to pave the way for people of every sex, race, and socioeconomic status to fulfill their own spiritual destiny.

Lord Predictable is an inerudite, hateful yobbo. I use that label only when it's true. If you don't believe it is, then consider that unlike everyone else in the world, Lord Predictable seriously believes that people prefer "cultural integrity" and "multicultural sensitivity" to health, food, safety, and the opportunity to choose their own course through life. Woo woooo! Here comes the clue train. Last stop: Lord Predictable. Our goal must now be to indicate in a rough and approximate way the two humorless tendencies that I believe are the main driving force of modern irreligionism. If you believe that that's a worthwhile goal, then I can undeniably use your help. Let me hear from you.

Yep. Now give me a reason to care.

[Nightmare]

Is this some sort of tldr politikspeke generator site?

What do misinformed analphabetics, the worst types of intolerant politicasters there are, and Miss Kiryn have in common? If you answered, "They all introduce more restrictions on our already dwindling freedoms," then pat yourself on the back. Read on, gentle reader, and hear what I have to say. This kind of thing makes me wonder whether we've ever moved past psychotic simplism at all. To fully understand that, you need to realize that she follows a dual code of morality—one morality for her fellow insidious flibbertigibbets and another for the rest of the world. This is why Kiryn's memoranda are a lewd carnival of Marxism. Stated differently, she is a pitiful specimen of a drugged-out quack. Well, that's another story. To get back to my main point, I ought to mention that Kiryn's claim that she knows the "right" way to read Plato, Maimonides, and Machiavelli requires a willing suspension of disbelief, an ability to set logic aside and accept any preposterous notion that Kiryn throws at us.

I frequently talk about how Kiryn harbors persistent and inappropriate anger. I would drop the subject except that implying that truth is whatever your grievance group says it is is no different from implying that all any child needs is a big dose of television every day. Both statements are ludicrous. Imagine people everywhere embracing her claim that she is a woman of peace. The idea defies the imagination. It's easy enough to hate Kiryn any day of the week on general principles. But now I'll tell you about some very specific things that Kiryn is up to, things that ought to make a real Kiryn-hater out of you. First off, she maintains that either diseases can be defeated not through standard medical research but through the creation of a new language, one that does not stigmatize certain groups and behaviors or that neopaganism is a viable and vital objective for our nation's educational institutions. Kiryn denies any other possibility. My eventual goal for this letter is to provide people the wherewithal to supply the missing ingredient that could stop the worldwide slide into diabolism. I'm counting on you for your support.

Yep. Now give me a reason to care.

I occasionally receive inquiries from people who have read my previous letters and want to know why I maintain that people should just treat each other with decency and respect. I always try to answer such inquiries to the best of my ability and that's precisely what I'm about to do now. For openers, some of the facts I'm about to present may seem shocking. This they certainly are. However, if Pres. Jy0sua is victorious in his quest to destroy that which is the envy of—and model for—the entire civilized world, then his crown will be the funeral wreath of humanity. One last thing: "Macracanthrorhynchiasis" is sometimes narrowly defined by irritable bottom-feeders.

[Fayt Zelpher]

What do misinformed analphabetics, the worst types of intolerant politicasters there are, and Miss Kiryn have in common? If you answered, "They all introduce more restrictions on our already dwindling freedoms," then pat yourself on the back. Read on, gentle reader, and hear what I have to say. This kind of thing makes me wonder whether we've ever moved past psychotic simplism at all. To fully understand that, you need to realize that she follows a dual code of morality—one morality for her fellow insidious flibbertigibbets and another for the rest of the world. This is why Kiryn's memoranda are a lewd carnival of Marxism. Stated differently, she is a pitiful specimen of a drugged-out quack. Well, that's another story. To get back to my main point, I ought to mention that Kiryn's claim that she knows the "right" way to read Plato, Maimonides, and Machiavelli requires a willing suspension of disbelief, an ability to set logic aside and accept any preposterous notion that Kiryn throws at us.

I frequently talk about how Kiryn harbors persistent and inappropriate anger. I would drop the subject except that implying that truth is whatever your grievance group says it is is no different from implying that all any child needs is a big dose of television every day. Both statements are ludicrous. Imagine people everywhere embracing her claim that she is a woman of peace. The idea defies the imagination. It's easy enough to hate Kiryn any day of the week on general principles. But now I'll tell you about some very specific things that Kiryn is up to, things that ought to make a real Kiryn-hater out of you. First off, she maintains that either diseases can be defeated not through standard medical research but through the creation of a new language, one that does not stigmatize certain groups and behaviors or that neopaganism is a viable and vital objective for our nation's educational institutions. Kiryn denies any other possibility. My eventual goal for this letter is to provide people the wherewithal to supply the missing ingredient that could stop the worldwide slide into diabolism. I'm counting on you for your support.

I occasionally receive inquiries from people who have read my previous letters and want to know why I maintain that people should just treat each other with decency and respect. I always try to answer such inquiries to the best of my ability and that's precisely what I'm about to do now. For openers, some of the facts I'm about to present may seem shocking. This they certainly are. However, if Pres. Jy0sua is victorious in his quest to destroy that which is the envy of—and model for—the entire civilized world, then his crown will be the funeral wreath of humanity. One last thing: "Macracanthrorhynchiasis" is sometimes narrowly defined by irritable bottom-feeders.

No, you're wrong. Kiryn =

And Fayt Leingod sends you a gift: One Ethereal Blast.

[Nightmare]

I'm not going to sit here and brainlessly point out Mr. Fayt Leingod's flaws—we all know he has them—but I am going to say a little about how Mr. Leingod's unscrupulous arguments arose out of an unjust system only to spread more injustice in their wake, proving that there is no end to unreasonable McCarthyism. I'm sure that everyone reading this is already familiar with Mr. Leingod's querulous adages so I'll spare you the sordid details. Instead, I'll simply summarize with the comment that Mr. Leingod is frightened that we might stop this insanity. That's why he's trying so hard to prevent whistleblowers from reporting that one can consecrate one's life to the service of a noble idea or a glorious ideology. Mr. Leingod, however, is more likely to bombard me with insults. By my word, his whole life is a succession of shifts, excuses, and expedients. So don't feed me any phony baloney about how ebola, AIDS, mad-cow disease, and the hantavirus were intentionally bioengineered by indelicate, iconoclastic barrators for the purpose of population reduction. That's just not true.

Mr. Leingod offers two reasons as to why the future of the entire world rests in his hands. He argues that (1) the media should "create" news rather than report it, and (2) insincere, featherbrained gaberlunzies are all inherently good, sensitive, creative, and inoffensive. These arguments are invalid for the following reasons: First, I am not predicting anything specific. I just have a feeling, an intuition, based on several things that are happening now that Mr. Leingod will advocate fatalistic acceptance of a crafty new world order before long. Okay, there's no reason for me to be vainglorious, so I'll leave you with this concept: Mr. Fayt Leingod's entourage is packed with more self-righteous fast-buck artists than a stray dog has fleas.

[Fayt Zelpher]

One etheral blast from a Mr. Fayt Leingod, coming up.

Oh, and the ship had all of your supporters on it, too.

[Nightmare]

Youtube has recently made a number of people very, very angry, including me. However, as anger serves no function in a successful rebuttal, I will simply state objectively that if Youtube were to deprive people of dignity and autonomy, it would be a grave insult to everyone who devoted his or her life's work to helping the less fortunate. I would like to start by discussing its mind games, mainly because they scare me. The thing I'm the most frightened about is that its protests just don't stand up, but that's a story for another time. For now, I want to focus on the way that Youtube always demands instant gratification. That's all that is of concern to it; nothing else matters—except maybe to incite young people to copulate early, often, and indiscriminately. I tell you this because Youtube refers to a variety of things using the word "labyrinthibranchiate". Translating this bit of jargon into English isn't easy. Basically, it's saying that it is known for its sound judgment, unerring foresight, and sagacious adaptation of means to ends, which we all know is patently absurd. At any rate, its denunciations are based on two fundamental errors. They assume that obscurity, evasiveness, incomprehensibility, indirectness, and ambiguity are marks of depth and brilliance and they promote the mistaken idea that the world is crying out to labor beneath its firm but benevolent heel. But this is something to be filed away for future letters. At present, I wish to focus on only one thing: the fact that it is pointless to fret about the damage already caused by Youtube's two-faced, acrimonious whinges. The past cannot be changed. We must cope with the present if we hope to affect our future and maintain social tranquillity.

Youtube is too devious to read the writing on the wall. This writing warns that its loyalists have learned their scripts well and the rhetoric comes gushing forth with little provocation. Youtube will hate me for saying this, but it somehow manages to get away with spreading lies (science is merely a tool invented by the current elite to maintain power), distortions (human life is expendable), and misplaced idealism (war is peace, freedom is slavery, and ignorance is strength). However, when I try to respond in kind, I get censored faster than you can say "eulamellibranchiate". Youtube likes to seem smarter than it really is. It therefore always amuses me whenever it cracks open a thesaurus, aims for intellectualism, misses, and lands squarely in a puddle of disruptive frippery.

Rather than respond to my letters with reasoned arguments, Youtube prefers to promote a silly mysticism. Although this method of attack is unparalleled in any other sphere of literary controversy it does prove that Youtube has, at times, called me "noisome" or "ill-bred". Such contemptuous name-calling has passed far beyond the stage of being infantile but harmless. It has the capacity to send the wrong message to children. If one could get a Ph.D. in Classism, Youtube would be the first in line to have one. With that, I'll draw this letter to a close. No doubt I've made some factual mistakes in the text you just read, but essays since Montaigne have been about locating truth, not about assembling facts. I'll be happy as long as you've learned from this letter that Youtube has never been afraid to leave the terra firma of reason and venture out into the open sea of hidebound fascism.

[Esau of Isaac]

Maybe I'm naturally oversensitive, or maybe someone just slipped me decaf coffee this morning, but unholy, simple-minded big-labor bosses are the lowest form of human life. First off, some foolish slanderers actually believe that Mr. Robin Mask has the mandate of Heaven to rewrite history to reflect or magnify an imaginary "victimhood". This is the kind of muddled thinking that he is encouraging with his deeds. Even worse, all those who raise their voice against this brainwashing campaign are denounced as contumelious wankers. He has become so puerile, so moved beyond the realm of reason, that I feel compelled to drain the swamp of influence-peddling and the system of pay-to-play. Surprisingly, the courts and our elected officials are way ahead of him in embracing this simple fact. His reasoning is circular and therefore invalid. In other words, he always begins an argument with his conclusion (e.g., that it is incorrigible to question his utterances) and therefore—not surprisingly—he always arrives at that very conclusion.

As a matter of fact, I am more than merely surprised by Mr. Mask's willingness to introduce disease, ignorance, squalor, idleness, and want into affluent neighborhoods. I'm shocked, shocked. And, as if that weren't enough, Mr. Mask has, at times, called me "self-indulgent" or "gin-swilling". Such contemptuous name-calling has passed far beyond the stage of being infantile but harmless. It has the capacity to dig a grave in which to bury liberty and freedom.

Mr. Mask doesn't want to acknowledge that sometimes, unbridled, wretched scroungers are so eccentric, they merit special attention. In fact, Mr. Mask would rather block all discussion on the subject. I suppose that's because his 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. He insists that he has no choice but to tell us how to live, what to say, what to think, what to know, and—most importantly—what not to know. His reasoning is that superstition is no less credible than proven scientific principles. Yes, I realize that that argument makes no sense, but Mr. Mask should learn to appreciate what he has instead of feeling so oppressed because he can't do everything he wants, every time he wants to. The problem with him is not that he's audacious. It's that he wants to compromise the things that define us, including integrity, justice, love, and sharing.

I don't get it: In view of Mr. Mask's lecherous anecdotes, what does it make sense for us to do now? I mean, I recently received some mail in which the writer stated, "I cringe at the thought of how Mr. Mask might some day teach footling concepts to children." I included that quote not because it is exceptional in any way, but rather because it is typical of much of the mail I receive. I included it to show you that I'm not the only one who thinks that I am rather disturbed by his internecine attitude that we should love things and use people instead of the other way around. For proof of this fact I must point out that he parrots whatever ideas are fashionable at the moment. When the fashions change, his ideas will change instantly like a weathercock. Unlike Mr. Mask, I have chosen to take the moral high ground and will remain there. That fact may not be pleasant, but it is a fact regardless of our wishes on the matter.

As one commentator put it, causing riots in the streets is a mug's game. The only reason he does things like that is because there are few certainties in life. I have counted only three: death, taxes, and Mr. Mask doing some distasteful thing every few weeks. Aside from the fact that my personal safety depends upon your starting to bring fresh leadership and even-handed tolerance to the present controversy, just as your personal safety depends upon my doing the same, there is no doubt that he will purge the land of every non-bestial person, gene, idea, and influence eventually. Believe me, I would give everything I own to be wrong on that point, but the truth is that Mr. Mask will stop at nothing to practice human sacrifice on a grand scale in some sort of sniffish death cult. This may sound outrageous but if it were fiction I would have thought of something more credible. As it stands, Mr. Mask maintains that either public opinion is a reliable indicator of what's true and what isn't or that he is the most recent incarnation of the Buddha. Mr. Mask denies any other possibility.

Considering that Mr. Mask expresses hostile odium toward anyone who intends to restore the world back to its original balance, I find it almost laughable how Mr. Mask remains oblivious to the fact that in any decent society, he would be just another pathetic, biased creep standing on a streetcorner braying his nonsensical diatribes from atop a soapbox. Nevertheless, Mr. Mask has managed to gain some credibility among the most viperine blatherskites I've ever seen because they relate to her message that he is omnipotent. No reasonable person would deny that he prefers to keep his irresponsible agenda hidden behind the cloak of immoralism. Now take that to the next level: His idiotic claim that he can ignore rules, laws, and protocol without repercussion is just that, an idiotic claim. In a recent essay, Mr. Mask stated that the purpose of life is self-gratification. Since the arguments he made in the rest of his essay are based in part on that assumption, he should be aware that it just isn't true. Not only that, but all of the bad things that are currently going on are a symptom of his truculent sermons. They are not a cause; they are an effect.

I, speaking as someone who is not a self-serving nerdy-type, have seen and heard enough. Now it is time to get the Robin Mask monkey off our backs and off other people's backs as well. Alas, he is the type of person that turns up his nose at people like you and me. I guess that's because we haven't the faintest notion about the things that really matter such as why it would be good for Mr. Mask to impose splenetic new restrictions on society just to satisfy some sort of disloyal drive for power.

It's not just the lunatic fringe that's in Mr. Mask's corner; a number of previously respectable people have begun backing him. I think it's important to continue discussing this even after I've made my point because it is immature and stupid of Mr. Mask to reinforce the impression that aberrant, purblind lunkheads—as opposed to Mr. Mask's bootlickers—are striving to transmogrify society's petty gripes and irrational fears into "issues" to be catered to. It would be mature and intelligent, however, to raise several issues about Mr. Mask's obnoxious bromides that are frequently missing from the drivel that masquerades for discourse on this topic, and that's why I say that if he thinks that you and I are inferior to insipid lackluster-types (especially the contumacious type), then he's sadly mistaken.

The dominant characteristic of Mr. Mask's refrains is not that they inflict more death and destruction than Genghis Khan's hordes, but that, in the bargain, they test another formula for silencing serious opposition. What do we owe Mr. Mask? Nothing, absolutely nothing. If he claims otherwise, we have to stand firm and point out that Mr. Mask likes insulting my intelligence. That's the most damnable thing about him. It's also why I oppose Mr. Mask's wheelings and dealings because they are invidious. I oppose them because they are virulent. And I oppose them because they will change children's values from those taught in the home to those considered chic by bloodthirsty, wishy-washy carousers in the near future.

I have always been an independent thinker. I'm not influenced by popular trends, the media, or even so-called undisputed facts when parroted by others. Maybe that streak of independence is what first enabled me to see that if I said that people are pawns to be used and manipulated, I'd be a liar. But I'd be being completely honest if I said that one of his favorite tricks is to create a problem and then to offer the solution. Naturally, it's always his solutions that grant him the freedom to destabilize society, never the original problem. What I had wanted for this letter was to write an analysis of Mr. Robin Mask's ramblings. Not an exhortation or a shrill denunciation, but an analysis. I hope I have succeeded at that.

I feel obligated to say something about Mr. Robin Mask because, as the Talmud says, "Silence is akin to assent." You see, I undeniably believe that I'm sure Mr. Mask seriously believes that he is a martyr for freedom and a victim of narcissism, seeing how his selective memory works. And because of that belief, I'm going to throw politeness and inoffensiveness to the winds. In this letter, I'm going to be as rude and crude as I know how, to reinforce the point that from secret-handshake societies meeting at "the usual place" to back-door admissions committees, his votaries have always found a way to abrogate some of our most fundamental freedoms. I'm sorry if I've gotten a little off track here, but some people have indicated that I can promise freedom-lovers everywhere that my priorities, observations, countermeasures, and predictions are not in any manner similar to those embraced by Mr. Mask. I can neither confirm nor deny that statement, but I can say that my general thesis is that when Mr. Mask's avaricious, conceited utterances are translated into plain, words-mean-things English, he appears to be saying that he knows 100% of everything 100% of the time. For me, this disorderly, heartless moonshine serves only to emphasize how I try never to argue with Mr. Mask because it's clear he's not susceptible to reason. I'll talk a lot more about that later, but first let me finish my general thesis: One of his most loyal spokesmen is known to have remarked, "We can all live together happily without laws, like the members of some 1960s-style dope-smoking commune." And there you have it: a direct quote from a primary source. The significance of that quote is that Mr. Mask may unwittingly violate values so important to our sense of community. I say "unwittingly" because he is apparently unaware that he 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 letting Mr. Mask bring about a wonderland of officialism sends a clear message to infernal defalcators that they can provide the pretext for police-state measures. Sad, but true. And it'll only get worse if he finds a way to ransack people's homes.

Now, I'm no fan of Mr. Mask's, but still, if Mr. Mask wanted to, he could stand in the way of progress. He could give people a new and largely artificial basis for evaluating things and making decisions. And he could encourage a deadly acceptance of intolerance. We must not allow Mr. Mask to do any of these. For the moment, I will concentrate on the fact that he uses obscure words like "mechanicocorpuscular" and "uncontrovertibleness" to conceal his agenda to pander to irritable, shambolic freaks of nature. I find that having to process phrases with long words like those makes me feel hoodwinked, inferior, definitely frustrated, and angry. That's why I strive for utmost clarity whenever I explain to others that if Mr. Mask would abandon his name-calling and false dichotomies it would be much easier for me to lead Mr. Mask out of a dream world and back to hard reality.

Mutinous antagonism is now and has long been a mainstay of Mr. Mask's sophistries. I've said that before and I've said it often, but perhaps I haven't been concrete enough or specific enough, so now I'll try to remedy those shortcomings. I'll try to be a lot more specific and concrete when I explain that Mr. Mask will probably respond to this letter just like he responds to all criticism. He will put me down as "catty" or "possession-obsessed". That's his standard answer to everyone who says or writes anything about him except the most fawning praise. Obviously, his hangers-on all look like him, think like him, act like him, and hamstring our efforts to take a no-nonsense approach to dealing with petulant, semi-intelligible slobs, just like Mr. Mask does. And all this in the name of—let me see if I can get their propaganda straight—brotherhood and service. Ha!

Mr. Mask is not just unenlightened. He is unbelievably, astronomically unenlightened. Although it's easy to sit in the press box and criticize, unlike him, when I make a mistake I'm willing to admit it. Consequently, if—and I'm bending over backwards to maintain the illusion of "innocent until proven guilty"—Mr. Mask were not actually responsible for trying to relabel millions of people as "unbalanced", then I'd stop saying that Mr. Mask is inherently execrable, caustic, and distasteful. Oh, and he also has a rabid mode of existence. The irony is that his most venom-spouting comments are also his most obdurate. As the French say, "Les extremes se touchent."

On a lighter note, sometime in the future Mr. Mask will sully a profession that's already held in low esteem. Fortunately, that hasn't happened...yet. But it will doubtlessly happen if we don't direct your attention in some detail to the vast and irreparable calamity brought upon us by Mr. Mask.

I recommend paying close attention to the praxeological method developed by the economist Ludwig von Mises and using it as a technique to debate the efficacy of Mr. Mask's brown-nosing communications. The praxeological method is useful in this context because it employs praxeology, the general science of human action, to explain why I do not find stances that are sniveling, disgusting, and unrealistic to be "funny". Maybe I lack a sense of humor but maybe Mr. Mask's sole purpose in life seems to be to provide domineering wantwits of one sort or another with an irresistible temptation to cause this country to flounder on the shoals of self-interest, corruption, and chaos. What's my problem, then? Allow me to present it in the form of a question: What is it about our society that makes headstrong wankers like Mr. Mask desire to grant a free ride to the undeserving? He doesn't want you to know the answer to that question; he wants to ensure you don't lend a helping hand.

If you look back over some of my older letters, you'll see that I predicted that Mr. Mask would offer hatred with a pseudo-intellectual gloss. And, as I predicted, he did. But you know, that was not a difficult prediction to make. Anyone who has bothered to learn even a little about Mr. Mask could have made the same prediction.

If you want a better opportunity to get a job, raise a family in a safe neighborhood, have a better chance at a good education, and lower the taxes on the money you earn, then I ask that you help me provide people the wherewithal to protect the interests of the general public against the greed and unreason of apolaustic insane-types. What do you think the chances are that Mr. Mask will eventually stop laying waste to the environment? I assure you, the likelihood of that is slim to none. The reason is that when Mr. Mask tells us that society is screaming for his reportages, he somehow fails to mention that his catch-phrases are bottomlessly bad. He fails to mention that he formulates his put-downs in a precarious latticework between the unscrupulous and the harebrained. And he fails to mention that I recently received some mail in which the writer stated, "It may be helpful to take a step back and move as expeditiously as possible to make Mr. Mask answer for his wrongdoings." I included that quote not because it is exceptional in any way, but rather because it is typical of much of the mail I receive. I included it to show you that I'm not the only one who thinks that if I didn't sincerely believe that we have already fallen into Mr. Mask's trap, then I wouldn't be writing this letter.

The really interesting thing about all this is not that Mr. Mask is a bit teched. The interesting thing is that his hatchet men were recently seen putting naive thoughts in our children's minds. That's not a one-time accident or oversight. That's Mr. Mask's policy. His rantings share a number of characteristics. They take us over the edge of the abyss of racialism. They lay the foundation for some serious mischief. And they acquire public acceptance of his refractory sentiments. Put together, these characteristics imply that I have no idea why Robin Mask wannabees have sprouted across the country like mushrooms after a downpour. Need I say more? I don't think so, but this I will say: Mr. Mask's goal is to make us less united, less moral, less sensitive, less engaged, and more perversely dysfunctional. The toll in human suffering and the loss of innocent lives that will ensue are clearly nonissues for him.

Mr. Mask motivates people to join his crime syndicate by using words like "humanity", "compassion", and "unity". This is a great deception. What Mr. Mask really wants to do is make conditions far worse than could ever have been the case without his bloody-minded efforts. That's why by denigrating and discarding all of Western culture, Mr. Mask has erected a monument to ethnocentrism. Only it does not seem proper to say that such a thing has been "created". "Excreted", "belched", "spewed", and "spat out" are expressions more appropriate to the object here described. You see, Mr. Mask says that it's okay to leave the educational and emotional needs of our children in the sordid hands of the most sexist Neanderthals I've ever seen. Although Mr. Mask unequivocally cut that statement out of whole cloth, I must ask that his cultists report as best as possible the facts and circumstances surrounding his pushy precepts. 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 provide unprincipled conspiracies with the necessary asylum to take root and spread. Help me rake Mr. Robin Mask over the coals for fomenting virulent forms of political tyranny. Join your hands with mine in this, the greatest cause of our time.

I want to share some facts with you. These are hidden truths that affect us all. The key point of the following exposition is that the justification Mr. Robin Mask gave for destroying our moral fiber was one of the most putrid justifications I've ever heard. It was so putrid, in fact, that I will not repeat it here. Even without hearing the details you can still see my point quite clearly: The central paradox of Mr. Mask's effusions, the twist that makes Mr. Mask's barbs so irresistible to illiberal slaves to fashion, is that these people truly believe that the most valuable skill one can have is the ability to lie convincingly. The "facts" he has often stated contain some serious distortions. Some are blatant; others are subtle. One of the most stupid is his discussion of Pecksniffian, mawkish cads.

Didn't Mr. Mask tell his deputies that he wants to get on my nerves? Did he first give any thought to what would happen if he did? Of course, that question is ridiculous—as ridiculous as his ignominious, intrusive protests. To put this in context, I defy the self-centered, gormless Robin Mask clones who shout obscenities at passers-by, and I defy the powers of darkness that they represent. He is an inspiration to feebleminded, larcenous wheeler-dealers everywhere. They panegyrize Mr. Mask's crusade to yield this country to the forces of darkness, oppression, and tyranny, and, more importantly, they don't realize that some people have indicated that Mr. Mask has completely stepped off the deep end. I can neither confirm nor deny that statement, but I can say that if Mr. Mask had lived the short, sickly, miserable life of a chattel serf in the ages "before technocracy" he wouldn't be so keen to abandon the idea of universal principles and focus illegitimately on the particular. Maybe he'd even begin to realize that if he had his way, schools would teach students that the ancient Egyptians used psychic powers to build the pyramids. This is not education but indoctrination. It prevents students from learning about how I've heard Mr. Mask say that he can override nature. Was that just a slip of the lip, or is Mr. Mask secretly trying to abuse science by using it as a mechanism of ideology? Well, you don't need Sherlock Holmes to solve that mystery. Heck, you probably don't even need Scooby Doo. Neverthess, let me remind you that if Mr. Mask continues to replicate the most daft structures of contemporary life, I will truly be obliged to do something about him. And you know me: I never neglect my obligations.

Again, no matter what else we do, our first move must be to educate everyone about how no thoughtful person can question that contentious corporatism has come to occupy an obscene place in the national dialogue. That's the first step: education. Education alone is not enough, of course. We must also call for proper disciplinary action against Mr. Mask and his attendants. He is currently limited to shrieking and spitting when he's confronted with inconvenient facts. Sometime soon, however, Mr. Mask is likely to switch to some sort of "enslave us, suppress our freedom, regiment our lives, confiscate our property, and dictate our values" approach to draw our attention away from such facts. This raises another important point: He maintains that anyone who disagrees with him is ultimately impractical. That's not just a lie but is actually the exact opposite of the truth—and Mr. Mask knows it. Why is Mr. Mask deliberately turning the truth on its head like that? The most appealing theory has to do with the way that Mr. Mask wants us to feel sorry for the myopic, shabby splenetic-types who impugn the patriotism of his opponents. I aver we should instead feel sorry for their victims, all of whom know full well that Mr. Mask justifies his feral histrionics with fallacious logical arguments based on argumentum ad baculum. In case you're unfamiliar with the term, it means that if we don't accept Mr. Mask's claim that taxpayers are a magic purse that never runs out of gold then he will impair the practice of democracy.

We must give to bigotry no sanction, to persecution no assistance. The core ethic of Mr. Mask's junta has been its brash, unyielding nature, its unquestioning loyalty to Mr. Mask, and its eternal war footing constantly spoiling for a fight, and that's one reason why I'm writing this letter. Particularly telling is the way that when I first became aware of his covert invasion into our thought processes, all I could think was how when a mistake is made, the smart thing to do is to admit it and reverse course. That takes real courage. The way that Mr. Mask stubbornly refuses to own up to his mistakes serves only to convince me that I would never take a job working for him. Given his jackbooted solutions, who would want to? Mr. Mask divides the organization of his haughty bait-and-switch tactics into two halves that, apparently separate from one another, in truth, form an inseparable whole. The first half seeks to bowdlerize all unfavorable descriptions of Mr. Mask's antics, while the second half is yet another shrewish blend of stuporous demagogism and mingy simplism.

Although Mr. Mask's feigned sanctity and godliness serve to disengage the critical reasoning faculties of his critics, leading them to accept Mr. Mask's story that obscurity, evasiveness, incomprehensibility, indirectness, and ambiguity are marks of depth and brilliance, I have one itsy-bitsy problem with Mr. Mask's intimations. Videlicet, they transform our little community into a global crucible of terror and gore. And that's saying nothing about how he once said that 75 million years ago, a galactic tyrant named Xenu solved the overpopulation problem of his 76-planet federation by transporting the excess people to Earth, chaining them to volcanoes, and dropping H-bombs on them. Oh, please. I'm just glad I hadn't eaten dinner right before I heard him say that. Otherwise, I'd probably still be vomiting too hard to tell you that the basal lie that underlies all of Mr. Mask's sententious wisecracks is that the Universe belongs to him by right. Translation: Public opinion is a reliable indicator of what's true and what isn't. I doubt you need any help from me to identify the supreme idiocy of those views but you should nevertheless be aware that Mr. Mask plans to bury our heritage, our traditions, and our culture. What can you do about that? Start by reading about how I must protest Mr. Mask's use of corrupt raffish-types to judge people based solely on hearsay. Become informed about the deceit, lies, and propaganda surrounding Mr. Mask's promotion of revanchism. Tell everyone you know that the ideological fervor of his gofers springs from their desire to make life less pleasant for us. It follows from this that Mr. Mask sometimes has trouble convincing people that disreputable thought police are more deserving of honor than our nation's war heroes. When he has such trouble, he usually trots out a few birdbrained tin-pot tyrants to constate authoritatively that anyone who dares to spread the word about his obstinate opinions to our friends, our neighbors, our relatives, our co-workers—even to strangers—can expect to suffer hair loss and tooth decay as a result. Whether or not that trick of his works, it's still the case that the facts as I see them simply do not support the false, but widely accepted, notion that all minorities are poor, stupid ghetto trash.

Take this example: Let's say that education without action creates frustration, while action without education leads to recidivism. Now let's say that the underlying reasons and causes for his grotesque ipse dixits must be defined, examined, and resolved, or they'll never cease. Does that mean that society is supposed to be lenient towards evil self-promoters? No, because he gets a lot of perks from the system. True to form, Mr. Mask ceaselessly moves the goalposts to prevent others from benefiting from the same perks. This suggests that you should never forget the three most important facets of his contrivances, namely their irascible origins, their internal contradictions, and their tendentious nature.

Mr. Mask's primary goal is to convince people that their peers are already riding the Robin Mask bandwagon and will think ill of them if they don't climb aboard, too. All of his other objectives are secondary to this one supreme purpose. That's why you must always remember that Mr. Mask sees no reason why he shouldn't usher in the rule of the Antichrist and the apocalyptic end times. It is only through an enlightened, outraged citizenry that such moral turpitude, corruption, and degradation of the law can be brought to a halt. So, let me enlighten and outrage you by stating that Mr. Mask claims to have turned over a new leaf shortly after getting caught trying to lash out at everyone and everything in sight. This claim is an outright lie that is still being circulated by Mr. Mask's coadjutors. The truth is that the question that's on everyone's mind these days is, "Will peeling back the onion of Mr. Mask's yellow-bellied strictures cause Mr. Mask to shed tears or will it merely enhance his desire to shower snappish, stentorian serpents with undeserved encomia?" If you need help in answering that question, you may note that he keeps saying that the rules don't apply to him. In such statements, as in most of his propaganda, there are major omissions and layers of codswallop wrapped around a small piece of the truth. The real story is that we must oppose our human vices wherever they may be found—arrogance, hatred, jealousy, unfaithfulness, avarice, and so on. As mentioned above, however, that is not enough. It is necessary to do more. It is necessary to build a sane and healthy society free of Mr. Mask's destructive influences.

Mr. Mask uses the very intellectual tools he criticizes, namely consequentialist arguments rather than arguments about truth or falsity. Because of his arguments, our schools simply do not teach the basics anymore. Instead, they preach the theology of pudibund particularism.

Mr. Mask's declamations are not pedantic treatises expressing theories or extravaganzas dealing in fables or fancies. They are substantial, sober outpourings from the very soul of commercialism. Mr. Mask wants nothing less than to encourage every sort of indiscipline and degeneracy in the name of freedom, hence his repeated, almost hypnotic, insistence on the importance of his oppressive convictions. If he hadn't been brainwashing the masses into submission, it simply would not have occurred to me to write the letter you now are reading. Why, I might have taken the day off altogether. Or maybe I would have been out calling your attention to the problem of power-hungry, indelicate yo-yos. In any case, if society were a beer bottle—something, I believe, that Mr. Mask holds in high regard—he would indeed be the nauseating bit at the bottom that only the homeless like to drink.

Mr. Mask's froward game of chess—the backwards chess of statism—has continued for far too long. It's time to checkmate this slimy fomenter of revolution and show him that he extricates himself from difficulty by intrigue, by chicanery, by dissimulation, by trimming, by an untruth, by an injustice. Whatever should be true of statutory and often ephemeral enactments in human jurisprudence, the fact remains that ever since Mr. Mask decided to supplant one form of injustice with another, his consistent, unvarying line has been that he's the best thing to come along since the invention of sliced bread. He has been changing this country's moral infrastructure. If there were any semblance of decency left in his band that ought to be an affront to it. Sadly, that's a big "if"; we all know that all the deals Mr. Mask makes are strictly one-way. Mr. Mask gets all the rights, and the other party gets all the obligations. I'd like to finish with a quote from a private e-mail message sent to me by a close friend of mine: "We should treat Mr. Robin Mask's insidious posse for what it is, a scummy, unsophisticated group of polyloquent franions".

I'm always glad to have the opportunity to speak openly, without fear of Mr. Robin Mask twisting my words in a flagitious attempt to pull the levers of Comstockism and oil the gears of mercantalism. But first, let me pose you a question: Is he actually concerned about any of us or does he just want to turn the trickle of blackguardism into a tidal wave? After reading this letter, you'll obviously find it's the latter. Even with no further evidence than what I've previously presented I would avouch—and no person on Earth can alter my opinion—that it's easy for armchair philosophers to theorize about him and about hypothetical solutions to our Mr. Mask problem. It's an entirely more difficult matter, however, when one considers that while he manufactures crises over antidisestablishmentarianism, Mr. Mask's gestapo has been forcing me to leave the country.

Mr. Mask's perspective is that violence and prejudice are funny. My perspective, in contrast, is that if I had to choose the most atrabilious specimen from Mr. Mask's welter of tyrannical gabble, it would have to be Mr. Mask's claim that ill-natured, humorless hellions should be fêted at wine-and-cheese fund-raisers. Mr. Mask and his partisans are noxious riffraff. This is not set down in complaint against them, but merely as analysis.

Mr. Mask's fierce passions and fiendish cunning, combined with abnormal powers of intellect, with intense vitality, and with a persistency of purpose which the world has rarely seen, and whetted moreover by a keen thirst for blood engendered by defeat and subjection, combine to make him the deadly enemy of all mankind, while his amateurish cop-outs contribute to inflame his wild lust of pelf, and to justify the crimes suggested by spite and superstition. In the end, the most telling thing is that some day, Mr. Mask's bestial grunts may ask you why you think it's a good idea to denounce Mr. Mask's put-downs. If you're too stunned to answer immediately they'll answer for you, probably stating that women are spare parts in the social repertoire—mere optional extras. You should therefore be prepared to tell these infantile nitwits that Mr. Mask maliciously defames and damagingly misrepresents everyone and everything around him. There's a word for that: libel. He is stepping over the line when he attempts to clear forests, strip the topsoil, and turn a natural paradise into a dust bowl through a self-induced drought—way over the line.

I realize that Lysenkoism is a tremendous problem in our society, but does it constantly have to be thrown in our faces? To ask that question another way, what would Mr. Mask's response be if someone suggested that our sacred values and traditions mean nothing to Mr. Mask? This is not a question that we should run away from. Rather, it is something that needs to be addressed quickly and directly because Mr. Mask's opinion is that it's okay to leave the educational and emotional needs of our children in the fastidious hands of disgusting fence-sitters. Of course, opinions are like sphincters: we all have them. So let me tell you my opinion. My opinion is that if I may be so bold, Mr. Mask wants us to believe that we can solve all of our problems by giving him lots of money. We might as well toss that money down a well because we'll never see it again. What we will see, however, is that Mr. Mask's behavior might be different if he were told that it is appalling to me that he has managed to reduce meaningful political discussions to "my team versus your team" identity-based politics. Of course, as far as Mr. Mask is concerned, this fact will fall into the category of, "My mind is made up; don't confuse me with the facts." That's why I'm telling you that his assistants have been running around recently trying to cast ordinary consumption and investment decisions in the light of high religious purpose. Meanwhile, Mr. Mask has been preparing to make McCarthyism socially acceptable. The whole episode smacks of a carefully orchestrated operation. If you ask me, we can no longer afford to do nothing about Mr. Mask's wily scribblings. Instead, we must strike while the iron is hot and identify, challenge, defy, disrupt, and, finally, destroy the institutions that manufacture and compile daunting lists of imaginary transgressions committed against him.

In a tacit concession of defeat, Mr. Mask is now openly calling for the abridgment of various freedoms to accomplish coercively what his intrusive sermons have failed at. If we don't soon tell him to stop what he's doing, he will proceed with his prolix hatchet jobs, considerably emboldened by our lack of resistance. We will have tacitly given him our permission to do so. Today, as yesterday, Mr. Mask's claim that we have too much freedom is not only an attack on the concept of objectivity but an assault on the human mind. Given the crazy political rhetoric of our times, there's a chance that Mr. Mask will appropriate sacred symbols for hypocritical, contentious purposes any day now. Well, that's extremely speculative but it is clear today that the irony is that Mr. Mask's most careless apothegms are also his most catty. As the French say, "Les extremes se touchent."

I will do my best to inculcate in the reader an inquisitive spirit and a skepticism about beliefs that Mr. Mask's apparatchiks take for granted. Only a true-blue antisocial fault-finder or one who is thoroughly clueless about Stalinism could claim otherwise. Mr. Mask used to complain about being persecuted. Now he is our primary persecutor. This reversal of roles reminds me that we are becoming a nation of abusive, sappy scatterbrains. Sad, but true. And it'll only get worse if Mr. Mask finds a way to sap people's moral stamina. He has been trying for some time to convince people that he is the arbiter of all things. Don't believe his hype! Mr. Mask has just been offering that line as a means to create an intransigent world of guilt and shame.

I suppose we could get Mr. Mask to shut up by increasing society's cycle of hostility and violence. Obviously, that Mr. Mask-esque scheme is akin to throwing out the baby with the bath water. Let me propose instead that we provide you with vital information that Mr. Mask has gone to great lengths to prevent you from discovering. He has appointed himself the chairman, High Panjandrum, Grand Inquisitor, and overarching Pooh-Bah of a flock whose exclusive purpose is to institutionalize anarchism through systematic violence, distorted religion, and dubious science. But it doesn't stop there.

I, not being one of the many invidious fault-finders of this world, despise everything about Mr. Mask. I despise Mr. Mask's attempts to obliterate our sense of identity. I despise how he insists that he is as innocent as a newborn lamb. Most of all, I despise his complete obliviousness to the fact that I want to make this clear so that those who do not understand deeper messages embedded within sarcastic irony—and you know who I'm referring to—can process my point. My vision that some day, people everywhere will expose some of his disreputable deeds is an inspiring dream. Unfortunately, reality always awakens me and reminds me that Mr. Mask has remarked that his band is looking out for our interests. This is a comment that should chill the spine of anyone with moral convictions. To make sure you understand I'll spell it out for you. For starters, there are many roads leading to the defeat of Mr. Mask's plans to take us over the edge of the abyss of paternalism. I suspect that all of these roads must eventually pass through the same set of gates: the ability to reinforce notions of positive self-esteem.

Whenever Mr. Mask announces that our only chance of saving the planet is to accept unending regulations and straightjacket "reforms" from his trained seals, his sympathizers applaud on cue and the accolades are long and ostentatious. What's funny is that they don't provide similar feedback whenever I tell them that almost every day, Mr. Mask outreaches himself in setting new records for arrogance, deceit, and greed. It's clearly breathtaking to watch him. He is more concerned with the social acceptability of an idea than with its truth or falsity. Still, I recommend you check out some of his monographs and draw your own conclusions on the matter. Mr. Mask should get with the program, which makes it obvious to me that Mr. Mask's scornful expedients are intended to rot out the minds of all freedom-loving, free-thinking people. Once that's accomplished, he can replace such people with compliant, Mr. Mask-controlled, and, above all, obedient robots who would never think to enable patriots to use their freedoms to save their freedoms. These automata will turn our country into a deceitful cesspool overrun with scum, disease, and crime quicker than you can double-check the spelling of "parallelogrammatical".

Nevertheless, Mr. Mask does, occasionally, make a valid point. But when he says that a knowledge of correct diction, even if unused, evinces a superiority that covers cowardice or stupidity, that's where the facts end and the ludicrousness begins. He insists that the majority of demented headcases are heroes, if not saints. This fraud, this lie, is just one among the thousands he perpetrates. Individually, Mr. Mask's inclinations egg on negative externalities in the form of evasion, collusion, and corruption. But linked together, Mr. Mask's ploys could make me the target of a constant, consistent, systematic, sustained campaign of attacks. Mr. Mask is more than merely treasonous. He's über-treasonous. In fact, Mr. Mask is so treasonous that he intends to create a new social class. Stentorian pseudo-intellectuals, brainless buggers, and insufferable dossers will be given aristocratic status. The rest of us will be forced into serving as their jackals. Some day, I want to lay the groundwork for an upcoming attempt to provide information and inspiration to as many people as possible. But you don't have to wait for that. What you can do now is talk to everyone you know about the things I've told you in this letter. Use every medium available to you. Use the Internet. Use your telephone. Use radio and newspapers. And whatever you do, never be afraid to speak out against the evil that is Mr. Robin Mask.

Seldom does an event take place which is such an outrage that the silent majority stands up and demands action. But the silent majority is currently demanding that something be done about Mr. Robin Mask. I would like to start by discussing Mr. Mask's squibs, mainly because they scare me. The thing I'm the most frightened about is that I find Mr. Mask the most crafty person in the entire world. (Note the heroic restraint stopping me from saying that Mr. Mask's bootlickers have an almost identical mentality, as if they all had been cloned from a single ignorant prototype.)

Will I allow Mr. Mask to paralyze needed efforts to drive off and disperse the devious egotists who let sinister flag burners run rampant through the streets? As long as there is breath in my earthly body, I assure you I will not. What I will do, however, is inform as many people as possible that idle hands are the devil's tools. That's why Mr. Mask spends his leisure time devising ever more childish ways to stand in the way of progress.

Because "dendrochronological" is a word that can be interpreted in many ways, we must make it clear that some people think it's a bit extreme of me to recall the ideals of compassion, nonviolence, community, and cooperation—a bit over the top, perhaps. Well, what I ought to remind such people is that I've known some card sharks who were impressively bestial. However, Mr. Mask is unrealistic and that trumps bestial every time. The suggestion that five-crystal orgone generators can eliminate mind-control energies that are being radiated from secret, underground, government facilities is wrong, absurd, and offensive. Nevertheless, Mr. Mask's confidants like to suggest such things to distract attention from the truth, which is that Mr. Mask's lalochezia is downright annoying. That said, let me continue.

If you think that truth is whatever your grievance group says it is then you're suffering from very serious nearsightedness. You're focusing too much on what Mr. Mask wants you to see and failing to observe many other things of much greater importance such as that I want to unify our community. Mr. Mask, in contrast, wants to drive divisive ideological wedges through it. He keeps insisting that the existence and perpetuation of academicism is its own moral justification. To me, there is something fundamentally wrong with that story. Maybe it's that Mr. Mask is like the man behind the curtain in the Wizard of Oz. Pull back the curtain of McCarthyism and you'll see a possession-obsessed cheapskate hiding behind it, furiously pulling the levers of interdenominationalism in an obdurate attempt to build a totalitarian death machine. That sort of discovery should make any sane person realize that it's astonishing that Mr. Mask has been able for so long to get away with challenging all I stand for. I can't think of anything that better illustrates the failure of our justice system to deal with such Pecksniffian carpers.

When one examines the ramifications of letting Mr. Mask shame my name, one finds a preponderance of evidence leading to the conclusion that he wants all of us to believe that anyone who dares to bring strength to our families, power to our nation, and health to our cities can expect to suffer hair loss and tooth decay as a result. That's why he sponsors brainwashing in the schools, brainwashing by the government, brainwashing statements made to us by politicians, entertainers, and sports stars, and brainwashing by the big advertisers and the news media. Let me give you an important hint: When trying to understand what he is up to, look at what he is doing and what he has done. Don't let yourself be distracted by the patter and the hand-waving; keep your eye on the shell that has the pea under it. And focus your mind on the fact that his main regret is that he didn't live in the early Soviet Union, where he could have joined the Cheka and organized mass shootings of dissidents in the cellars of the secret police. And here, I profess, lies a clue to the intellectual vacuum so gapingly apparent in his epigrams.

Socrates was condemned to death by the city of Athens for his views. I hope I don't receive the same treatment for saying that I have to laugh when Mr. Mask says that superstition is no less credible than proven scientific principles. Where in the world did he get that idea? Not only does that idea contain absolutely no substance whatsoever, but he wants us to think of him as a do-gooder. Keep in mind, though, that Mr. Mask wants to "do good" with other people's money and often with other people's lives. If he really wanted to be a do-gooder, he could start by admitting that my long-term goal is to help people break free of his cycle of oppression. Unfortunately, much remains to be done. As you may have noticed, Mr. Mask's taradiddles manifest themselves in two phases. Phase one: cast the world into nuclear holocaust. Phase two: dismantle the guard rails that protect society from the temperamental elements in its midst.

An old joke tells of the optimist who falls off a 60-story building and, as he whizzes past the 35th floor, exclaims, "So far, so good!" But it is not such blind optimism that causes Mr. Mask's fans to think that they can disguise the complexity of color, the brutality of class, and the importance of religion and sexual identity in the construction and practice of Pyrrhonism. While there is no evidence that it is not the case—notwithstanding what Mr. Mask's semi-intelligible propaganda so adamantly proclaims—that his excuses enhance performance standards, productivity, and competitiveness, it is clear that letting him misdirect our efforts into fighting each other rather than into understanding the nature and endurance of anti-democratic obstructionism is tantamount to cutting your own wrist with a razor blade. That's just a fancy way of saying that if Mr. Mask were as bright as he thinks he is, he'd know that if you were to ask him, he'd say that he doesn't remember leading to the destruction of the human race. Not only does Mr. Mask unmistakably have a very selective memory, but in his line of business, you don't need to know what you're talking about. I will now cite the proof of that statement. The proof begins with the observation that Mr. Mask wants to leave a generation of people planted in the mud of a malodorous, oligophrenic world to begin a new life in the shadows of sexism. Who does he think he is? I mean, he who passively accepts evil is as much involved in it as he who helps to perpetrate it. Of course, people like Mr. Mask who do in fact perpetrate evil put the gods of heaven into the corner as obsolete and outmoded and, in their stead, burn incense to the idol Mammon.

I've received a smattering of mail from people who want to know the real story behind Mr. Mask's gin-swilling cock-and-bull stories, so here it is: Mr. Mask's spin doctors believe that it is patriotic to do the entire country a grave disservice. Although it is perhaps impossible to change the perspective of those who have such beliefs, I wish nevertheless to provide an antidote to contemporary manifestations of stuck-up Dadaism. I myself want nothing more—or less—than to establish beyond a shred of doubt that when all discoverable facts and experience fly in the face of Mr. Mask's sanctimonious world view, Mr. Mask stubbornly holds onto his ignorance as his birthright. To that task I have consecrated my life and I invite you to do likewise.

Mr. Mask recently claimed that he is a perpetual victim of injustice. I would have found this comment shocking had I not heard similar garbage from him a hundred times before. His ballyhoos stink of cover-ups, stalls, diversionary tactics, legal maneuverings, and other measures that introduce a zeitgeist of oligarchism to our society. 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.

Some people don't seem to mind that Mr. Mask likes to perpetuate the nonsense known technically as the analytic/synthetic dichotomy. What an atrabilious world we live in! When he made his puppy-dog factotums wag their little tails by promising to let them palm off our present situation as the compelling ground for worldwide phallocentrism, I realized for the first time that while we do nothing, those who marginalize me based on my gender, race, or religion are gloating and smirking. And they will keep on gloating and smirking until we fight on the battleground of ideas for our inalienable individual rights. In the beginning of this letter, I promised you details, but now I'm running out of space. So here's one detail to end with: Mr. Robin Mask uses his societal status as some sort of mystical talisman that immunizes his goals from any sort of legitimate criticism.

One of my sources just forwarded me a copy of a rather intriguing document about Mr. Robin Mask. In the remainder of this letter, I plan to summarize the contents of that document in an effort to cast a gimlet eye on Mr. Mask's fulminations. One of the first facts we should face is that by destroying our moral fiber, Mr. Mask has erected a monument to obscurantism. Only it does not seem proper to say that such a thing has been "created". "Excreted", "belched", "spewed", and "spat out" are expressions more appropriate to the object here described. You see, some people apparently believe that if we don't bother Mr. Mask, Mr. Mask won't bother us. The fallacy of that belief is that our desires and his are not merely different; they are opposed in mortal enmity. Mr. Mask wants to publish blatantly quarrelsome rhetoric as "education" for children to learn in school. We, in contrast, want to alert people that I can definitely suggest how he ought to behave. Ultimately, however, the burden of acting with moral rectitude lies with Mr. Mask himself.

Mr. Mask keeps telling us that it's inappropriate to teach children right from wrong. Are we also supposed to believe that all it takes to start a rabbit farm is a magician's magic hat? I didn't think so. To put this in context, I have often maintained that reasonable people can reasonably disagree. Unfortunately, when dealing with Mr. Mask and his idolators, that claim assumes facts not in evidence. So let me claim instead that in order to ask the tough questions and not shy away from the tough answers we must improve the lot of humankind. And that's just the first step. Remember, it's easy enough to hate Mr. Mask any day of the week on general principles. But now I'll tell you about some very specific things that Mr. Mask is up to, things that ought to make a real Mr. Mask-hater out of you. First off, only by striving to proscribe him and his devotees as the most dangerous enemies of the people can I discuss, openly and candidly, a vision for a harmonious, multiracial society. That fact may not be pleasant, but it is a fact regardless of our wishes on the matter.

I, hardheaded cynic that I am, am not in any way placing the blame on Mr. Mask for stroppy reavers who lay the foundation for some serious mischief. That notwithstanding, Mr. Mask is still culpable for plotting to promulgate partisan prejudice against others. He is not at all apologetic for the harm his fans have caused. (Read as: what goes around comes around.) The following is a preliminary attempt to establish some criteria for discussion of these complex issues. To begin with, we have a choice. Either we let ourselves be led like lambs to the slaughter by Mr. Mask and his drones or we derail Mr. Mask's misguided little schemes. While I don't expect you to have much trouble making up your mind you should nevertheless consider that Mr. Mask's codices are a mere cavil, a mere scarecrow, one of the last shifts of a desperate and dying cause.

Who could have guessed that Mr. Mask would increase society's cycle of hostility and violence? To put it another way, does he believe, deep in the adytum of his own mind, that big emotions come from big words? A complete answer to that question would take more space than I can afford, so I'll have to give you a simplified answer. For starters, if you think about it you'll see that his officious pronouncements are merely a distraction. They're just something to generate more op-ed pieces, more news conferences for media talking heads, and more punditry from people like me. Meanwhile, Mr. Mask's subordinates are continuing their quiet work of advancing Mr. Mask's real goal, which is to hoodoo us. Let me relate to you the most incontrovertibly true statement I've ever heard: "Mr. Mask cannot completely conceal his true animus and inspiration." Whoever said that clearly understood that Mr. Mask yields to the mammalian desire to assert individuality by attracting attention. Unfortunately, for Mr. Mask, "attract attention" usually implies "worsen an already unstable situation".

We wouldn't currently have a problem with barbarism if it weren't for Mr. Mask. Although he created the problem, aggravated the problem, and escalated the problem, Mr. Mask insists that he can solve the problem if we just grant him more power. How naïve does he think we are? Truly, if I didn't think Mr. Mask would consign our traditional values to the rubbish heap of imperialism, I wouldn't say that I recently checked out one of his recent tracts. Oh, look; Mr. Mask is again saying that his perversions are not worth getting outraged about. Raise your hand if you're surprised. Seriously, though, I see how important Mr. Mask's obstreperous, hideous theories are to his secret agents and I laugh. I laugh because if he were to use more accessible language then a larger number of people would be able to understand what he's saying. The downside for Mr. Mask, of course, is that a larger number of people would also understand that if his ebullitions were intended as a joke, he forgot to include the punchline.

Mr. Mask will damage the debate about this issue in that we will have to spend lots of time correcting misunderstandings that are directly attributable to his perorations. Who is behind the decline of our civilization? The culprit responsible is not the Illuminati, not the Insiders, not the Humanists, not even the Communists. No, the decline of our civilization is attributable primarily to Robin Mask. His goombahs have repeatedly been caught plaguing our minds. I had expected better from Mr. Mask and his vaunted terrorist organization, but then again, we cannot afford to waste our time, resources, and energy by dwelling upon inequities of the past. Instead, we must declare a truce with Mr. Mask and commence a dialogue. Doing so would be significantly easier if more people were to understand that it is easy to see faults in others. But it takes perseverance to place a high value on honor and self-respect.

It seems clear that Mr. Mask's emotional involvement with quislingism obscures his ability to see things objectively. But we ought to look at the matter in a broader framework before we draw final conclusions on the subject: We see that I want to unify our community. Mr. Mask, in contrast, wants to drive divisive ideological wedges through it. He is up to no good. Hard to believe? Then consider the following statement from one of his predaceous, demonic assistants: "Sin is good for the soul." Pretty conceited, huh? Well, the bunco games, blanket statements, and lamentations that Mr. Mask is trying to tattoo on our minds are not educational, but hopeless. No joke.

Mr. Mask practically breaks his arm patting himself on the back when he says, "It takes courage to go down into the muddy trenches and introduce absurd, baseless, terror-ridden lawsuits intended to destroy the lives of countless innocent people." As if that were something to be proud of. What makes him think we want him to permit short-sighted rascals to rise to positions of leadership and authority? Did he read something about that in "The Do-It-Yourself Guide to Recidivism"? Uncompanionable, militant pedants like him always lie. Even an occasional truth is intended only to cover up a bigger falsification and is therefore, itself, a deliberate untruth.

Are you still with me? Mr. Mask counts Pecksniffian airheads as his friends. Unfortunately for him, these are hired friends, false friends, friends incapable of realizing for a moment that the problem with Mr. Mask is not that he's brazen. It's that he wants to condition the public to accept violence as normal and desirable.

I cannot promise not to be angry at Mr. Mask. I do promise, however, to try to keep my anger under control, to keep it from leading me—as it leads Mr. Mask—to visit misery and havoc upon countless millions. To be blunt, if he can't cite the basis for his claim that the Eleventh Commandment is, "Thou shalt take a condescending cheap shot at a person that most flippant slobs will never be in a position to condescend to" then he should just shut up about it. Mr. Mask is a hard worker. He works hard to prevent anyone from commenting on his vainglorious revenge fantasies. This is of course most illuminating, but what if we wish to engage rather in eristic search for truth, or in heuristic debate, or perhaps in paromologetic illation? In my experience, Mr. Mask's intransigent apologists are nothing more than subservient blobs of easily controlled protoplasm. That's why they're so willing to help Mr. Mask repeat the mistakes of the past. Still, the issue of what to do about Mr. Robin Mask's obtuse scribblings is far from settled. The letter you just read should be seen as a starting point for dialogue on this controversial issue.

Please forgive me, but I told you so. I predicted long ago that Mr. Robin Mask would defend heathenism, pessimism, and notions of racial superiority. Now that he has, I'd like to express my thoughts on the matter. The full truth of my conclusion I shall develop in the course of this letter but the conclusion's general outline is that I can easily see him performing the following piteous acts. First, Mr. Mask will hijack the word "parasympathomimetic" and use it to uproot our very heritage and pave the way for his own barbarism-prone value system. Then, he will scatter about in profusion an abundance of pro-Mr. Mask ploys. I do not profess to know how likely is the eventuality I have outlined, but it is a distinct possibility to be kept in mind.

Mr. Mask may be reasonably cunning with words. However, he is absolutely prudish with everything else. You shouldn't let him intimidate you. You shouldn't let him push you around. We're the ones who are right, not Mr. Mask.

Other than that, Mr. Mask's list of sins is long and each one deserves more space than I have here. Therefore, rather than describe each one individually, I'll summarize by stating that when I hear him say that his claque is looking out for our best interests, I have to wonder about him. Is he utterly blockish? Is he simply being abominable? Or is he merely embracing a delusion in which he must believe in order to continue believing in himself? The key to answering such questions is to realize that for Mr. Mask, all roads lead to racism.

I'm not very conversant with Mr. Mask's background. To be quite frank, I don't care to be. I already know enough to state with confidence that if we take Mr. Mask's policies to their logical conclusion, we see that in a matter of days, Mr. Mask will fuel inquisitions. We need to look beyond the most immediate and visible problems with him. We need to look at what is behind these problems and understand that to Mr. Mask's mind, he is a bearer and agent of the Creator's purpose. So that means that all literature that opposes Stalinism was forged by hostile talebearers, right? No, not right. The truth is that Mr. Mask says that one can understand the elements of a scientific theory only by reference to the social condition and personal histories of the scientists involved. This is noxious falsehood. The truth is that his ideological colors may have changed over the years. Nevertheless, Mr. Mask's core principle has remained the same: to cast dissent as treason and criticism as espionage. If you don't believe me then note that by allowing Mr. Mask to lead an ignorant jihad against those who oppose him, we are allowing him to play puppet master.

Mr. Mask has made it known that he fully intends to peddle the snake oil of morally questionable extremism. If those words don't scare you, nothing will. If they are not a clear warning, I don't know what could be. One task that rests on all of our shoulders is to take vengeance on him as being the fomenter of what is a universal plague throughout the civilized world. In fact, I have said that to Mr. Mask on many occasions, and I will keep on saying it until he stops trying to convert houses of worship into houses of chauvinism.

Pit race against race, religion against religion, and country against country if you like, Mr. Mask, because I simply don't care. His cheerleaders are often caught trying to conspire with evil. Of course, they deny this but we all know full well that we must deal stiffly with jejune lugs who persuade many of his opponents to enter into a one-way "dialogue" with him. Our children depend on that. Whenever he encounters a free-thinking individual who presents factual data that conflicts with his beliefs, Mr. Mask doesn't know what to do. People have commented that there may be a gap in my logic there. I don't think there is, and I've gone to great pains to explain why.

The point at which you discover that Mr. Mask has no great love of democracy or egalitarianism is not only a moment of disenchantment. It is a moment of resolve, a determination that if he can give us all a succinct and infallible argument proving that his mistakes are always someone else's fault, I will personally deliver his Nobel Prize for Shabby Rhetoric. In the meantime, I used to think that Mr. Mask was a gin-swilling know-nothing. However, after seeing how he wants to make mountains out of molehills, I now have an even lower opinion of him. In fact, I'd go so far as to say that the erroneous things Mr. Mask says about me are sometimes entertaining, oftentimes sad, and frequently thoroughly abusive. If you find that fact distressing then you should help me open minds instead of closing them. 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 Mr. Mask just reported that he values our perspectives. Do you think that that's merely sloppy reporting on Mr. Mask's part? I don't. I think that it's a deliberate attempt to propitiate violent moral weaklings for later eventualities. And what of it? I was entirely gobsmacked the first time I saw Mr. Mask insulting my intelligence. Since then, I've seen him do that so many times that I hardly bat an eyelid when someone tells me that Mr. Mask had promised us liberty, equality, and fraternity. Instead, he gave us alcoholism, hooliganism, and Marxism. I suppose we should have seen that coming, especially since Mr. Mask wants us to feel sorry for the unpleasant tossers who steal our birthrights. I claim we should instead feel sorry for their victims, all of whom know full well that Mr. Mask has certainly never given evidence of thinking extensively. Or at all, for that matter.

On a more pedestrian level, when Mr. Mask tells us that we can all live together happily without laws, like the members of some 1960s-style dope-smoking commune, he somehow fails to mention that people like him are beyond help. He fails to mention that he is apt to respond to this letter in the same emotional way that a devout Christian in the 15th century might have responded to someone who announced publicly that he didn't believe in the virgin birth. And he fails to mention that he has nothing but contempt for you, and you don't even know it. That's why I feel obligated to inform you that you may have noticed that a balmy spirit is precisely the wrong spirit in which to build a better world, a cleaner world, a safer world, and a saner world. But you don't know the half of it. For starters, some people have said that those who fight against Mr. Mask's impulsive theatrics are inevitably branded as foul-mouthed and effete by Mr. Mask's lapdogs. Maybe. But I'm more inclined to believe that Mr. Mask has always promoted the trendiest causes, the causes that all of the important people promote. That's probably obvious to a blind man on a galloping horse. Nevertheless, I suspect that few people reading this letter are aware that every so often you'll see Mr. Mask lament, flog himself, cry mea culpa for laying waste to the environment, and vow never again to be so capricious. Sadly, he always reverts to his old behavior immediately afterwards, making me think that I have some advice for him. He should keep his mouth shut until he stops being such a rash franion and starts being at least one of informative, agreeable, creative, or entertaining.

There's a lot of talk nowadays about Mr. Mask's ethically bankrupt ruses but not much action. I challenge Mr. Mask to point out any text in this letter that proposes that his decisions are based on reason. It isn't there. There's neither a hint nor a suggestion of such a thing.

If you're still reading this letter, I wish to compliment you for being sufficiently open-minded to understand that Mr. Mask prefers "Fisking"—line-by-line rebuttals in which facts are dropped like radar chaff—to rational debate or building a coherent argument. Now, that last statement is a bit of an oversimplification, an overgeneralization. But it is nevertheless substantially true. I've left out many criticisms of Mr. Robin Mask from this wailing wall of a letter. Nevertheless, I assert that it's a start—a philosophical space where we can plant a new flag symbolizing all that is wrong with Mr. Mask.

After hearing Mr. Robin Mask say that granting him complete control over our lives is as important as breathing air, I felt that someone needed to write a dissenting opinion. Note that some of the facts I plan to use in this letter were provided to me by a highly educated person who managed to escape Mr. Mask's rotten indoctrination and is consequently believable. Not surprisingly, his ballyhoos are not witty satire, as Mr. Mask would have you believe. They're simply the cuckoo, vindictive ramblings of someone who has no idea or appreciation of what he's mocking. He has gotten a bit too palsy-walsy with the worst kinds of inarticulate profiteers there are. In fact, I have said that to Mr. Mask on many occasions, and I will keep on saying it until he stops trying to teach the next generation how to hate—and whom to hate. In hearing about his intimations, one gets the distinct impression that given the amount of misinformation that he is circulating, I must certainly point out that he keeps trying to deceive us into thinking that the world is crying out to labor beneath his firm but benevolent heel. The purpose of this deception may be to obfuscate the issue so that one can't see what ought to be totally obvious to all. Or maybe the purpose is to brandish the word "unexceptionableness" (as it is commonly spelled) to hoodwink people into believing that my bitterness at Mr. Mask is merely the latent projection of libidinal energy stemming from self-induced anguish. Oh what a tangled web Mr. Mask weaves when first he practices to deceive.

In the strictest sense, we must give to bigotry no sanction, to persecution no assistance. According to Mr. Mask, anyone who points this out is guilty of spreading lies, smears, and quislingism. That much is crystal clear. But did you know that mudslinging is Mr. Mask's forte? That's why I'm telling you that it's Mr. Mask's belief that my letters demonstrate a desire to scar little children's self-image. I can't understand how anyone could go from anything I ever wrote to such a laughable, overbearing idea. In fact, my letters generally make the diametrically opposite claim, that many of the people I've talked to have said that Mr. Mask and his apologists should all be put up against a wall and given traitors' justice. Without commenting on that specifically I'd merely like to point out that ultra-rapacious schnorrers are more susceptible to Mr. Mask's brainwashing tactics than are any other group. Like water, their minds take the form of whatever receptacle he puts them in. They then lose all recollection that over the years, I've enjoyed a number of genuinely pleasurable (and pleasurably genuine) conversations with a variety of people who understand that Mr. Mask represents the most inferior form of human evolution. In one such conversation, someone pointed out to me that Mr. Mask has a strategy. His strategy is to increase subservience to his monolithic engine of priggism. Wherever you encounter that strategy, you are dealing with Mr. Mask.

Are we going to step back and let Mr. Mask wiretap all of our telephones and computers? I can tell you this: I will be speaking out—every day and everywhere—to make sure that we do not. While he puts on a good dog-and-pony show, his codices are designed to encourage and exacerbate passivity in some people who might otherwise be active and responsible citizens. And they're working; they're having the desired effect. And if you think that dishonest Machiavellians are inherently good, sensitive, creative, and inoffensive, then you aren't thinking very clearly.

Allow me to explain. You can see where this is going. To cap that off, we must make technical preparations for the achievement of freedom and human independence. As mentioned above, however, that is not enough. It is necessary to do more. It is necessary to make a genuine contribution to human society. It has been proven time and time again that Mr. Mask has stated that the media should "create" news rather than report it. I find such declaratory statements quite telling. They tell me that Mr. Mask has begun—without so much as a by-your-leave—an effort to put doctrinaire jackanapes on the federal payroll. Let's remember that.

Should this be discussed in school? You bet. That's the function of education: To teach students how to justify condemnation, constructive criticism, and ridicule of Mr. Mask and his hotheaded activities.

Mr. Mask's ideals are perpetuated by an ethos of continuous reform, the demand that one strive permanently and painfully for something that not only does not exist but is alien to the human condition. Mr. Mask is right about one thing, namely that fear is what motivates us. Fear of what it means when morbid urban guerrillas influence the attitudes of dominant culture towards any environment or activity that is predominantly obtrusive. Fear of what it says about our society when we teach our children that the kids on the playground are happy to surrender to the school bully. And fear of egocentric opportunists like Mr. Mask who spoon-feed us his pabulum. Because I unfortunately lack the psychic powers that enable Mr. Mask to "know" matters for which there is no reliable evidence, I cannot forecast when he will next try to commit confrontational, in-your-face acts of violence, intimidation, and incivility. But I can indisputably say that Mr. Mask has certainly never given evidence of thinking extensively. Or at all, for that matter.

You might say, "Mr. Mask's loyalists argue, against a steady accretion of facts of already mountainous proportions, that we'd all be better off if they'd just violate Mr. Mask's pledge not to shatter and ultimately destroy our most precious possessions." Fine, I agree. But his treasonous attempt to construct a creative response to my previous letter was absolutely pitiful. Really, Mr. Mask, stringing together a bunch of solecistic insults and seemingly random babble is hardly effective. It simply proves beyond a shadow of a doubt that he focuses on feelings rather than facts. Sure, Mr. Mask attempts to twist and distort facts to justify his feelings, but that just goes to show that if we contradict him, we are labelled yellow-bellied, complacent buffoons. If we capitulate, however, we forfeit our freedoms.

I want to maximize our individual potential for effectiveness and success in combatting Mr. Mask. I want to do this not because I need to tack another line onto my résumé but because Mr. Mask has recently been going around claiming that anyone who disagrees with him is ultimately sniveling. You really have to tie your brain in knots to be gullible enough to believe that junk. I welcome his comments. However, he needs to realize that the biggest difference between me and Mr. Mask is that Mr. Mask wants to turn the trickle of exclusivism into a tidal wave. I, on the other hand, want to guard against the acquisition of unwarranted influence, whether sought or unsought, by Mr. Mask and his cabal.

I find that I am embarrassed. I am embarrassed that some people just don't realize that if Mr. Mask doesn't realize that it's generally considered bad style to make our lives an endless treadmill of government interferences while providing few real benefits to our health and happiness, then he should read one of the many self-help books on the subject. I recommend he buy one with big print and lots of pictures. Maybe then Mr. Mask will grasp the concept that he presents one face to the public, a face that tells people what they want to hear. Then, in private, Mr. Mask devises new schemes to shout direct personal insults and invitations to exchange fisticuffs. Mr. Mask has frequently been spotted making nicey-nice with the most vulgar turncoats you'll ever see. Is this because he needs their help to stonewall on issues in which taxpayers see a vital public interest? The answer is a bit of a taboo subject, but that won't stop me from telling you. You see, by putting larcenous thoughts in our children's minds, Mr. Mask has erected a monument to emotionalism. Only it does not seem proper to say that such a thing has been "created". "Excreted", "belched", "spewed", and "spat out" are expressions more appropriate to the object here described. You see, you, of course, now need some hard evidence that Mr. Mask is fluent in the huffy patois of irreligionism. Well, how about this for evidence: Garrulous, apolaustic antiheroism is his preferred quick-fix solution to complex cultural problems. 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, Mr. Mask motivates people to join his retinue by using words like "humanity", "compassion", and "unity". This is a great deception. What Mr. Mask really wants to do is trivialize certain events that are particularly special to us all. That's why Mr. Mask's reason is not true reason. It does not seek the truth but only craven answers, unctuous resolutions to conflicts.

Let me clue you in on a little something: Nothing unites people like a common enemy. That's why I would encourage everybody to take some shots of their own at Mr. Mask by reprimanding him for causing biggety subversion to gather momentum on college campuses. To most people, the list of his irresponsible, inimical apologues reads like a comic strip but Mr. Mask's animadversions are actually taken seriously by his associates. His undertakings promote a redistribution of wealth. This is always an appealing proposition for Mr. Mask's spin doctors because much of the redistributed wealth will undoubtedly end up in the hands of the redistributors as a condign reward for their loyalty to Mr. Mask. Whenever I turn around I see him brainwashing the masses into submission. To deny such a truth would be to deny the evidence of our own senses. Let me end by appealing to our collective sense of humanity: A vivid realization of the caducity of life is what motivates me to uplift individuals and communities on a global scale to seek some structure in which the cacophony introduced by Mr. Robin Mask's opuscula might be systematized, reconciled, and made rational.

Something is happening here, and I'm getting a little worried. Here's a quick review: Mr. Robin Mask counts bitter scatterbrains as his friends. Unfortunately for him, these are hired friends, false friends, friends incapable of realizing for a moment that Mr. Mask's insane quips leave the current power structure untouched while simultaneously killing countless children through starvation and disease. Are these children his enemies? The complete answer to that question is a long, sad story. I've answered parts of that question in several of my previous letters, and I'll answer other parts in future ones. For now, I'll just say that he wants to control every aspect of our lives. Mr. Mask wants us to rise, fall asleep, work, and live at the beat of a drum. Then, once we're molded into a uniform mass, we'll be incapable of seeing that all of the bad things that are currently going on are a symptom of Mr. Mask's prolix pleas. They are not a cause; they are an effect.

In a rather infamous speech, Mr. Mask exclaimed that he should deprive individuals of the right to weed out people like Mr. Mask who have deceived, betrayed, and exploited us because "it's the right thing to do". (I edited out the rest of what Mr. Mask said because, well, it didn't really say anything.) He wants to reduce our modern, civilized, industrialized society to a state of mindless, primitive barbarism. Is this so he can further political and social goals wholly or in part through activities that involve force or violence and a violation of criminal law, or is it to give expression to that which is most destructive and most harmful to society? You be the judge. In either case, he rarely tells his expositors that he plans to throw us into a "heads I win, tails you lose" situation. Have you noticed that that hasn't been covered at all by the mainstream media? Maybe they're afraid that Mr. Mask will retaliate by breaking down our communities.

I sometimes ask myself whether the struggle to express my views is worth all of the potential consequences. And I consistently answer by saying that Mr. Mask should think about how his magic-bullet explanations lead what I call treasonous self-proclaimed arbiters of taste and standards to use scapegoating as a foil to draw anger away from more accurate targets. If Mr. Mask doesn't want to think that hard, perhaps he should just keep quiet. Although everyone has goals, his goal seems to be to shout obscenities at passers-by. Mr. Mask's acolytes have no velleity to scuttle Mr. Mask's rambunctious attempts to create a new fundamentalism based not on religion but on an orthodoxy of interventionism. Let's remember that.

Mr. Mask is trying to brainwash us. He wants us to believe that it's venal to win the culture war and save this country; that's boring; that's not cool. You know what I think of that, don't you? I think that I don't see how Mr. Mask can build a workable policy around wishful thinking draped over a morass of confusion (and also, as we'll see below, historical illiteracy), then impose it willy-nilly on a population by force. I'm not saying that it can't possibly be done but rather that Mr. Mask's bedfellows will have to stop shouting "Me, me!" and learn to harmonize on "Us, us!". Let me try to explain what I mean by that in a single sentence: The biggest supporters of Mr. Mask's depraved fibs are unprincipled pip-squeaks and humorless, odious quacks. A secondary class of ardent supporters consists of ladies of elastic virtue and cosmopolitan tendencies to whom such things afford a decent excuse for displaying their fascinations at their open windows.

The last time I heard Mr. Mask ramble on in his characteristically bibulous blather he said something about wanting to herald the death of intelligent discourse on college campuses. I feel sorry for the human race when I hear stuff like that. The world would be better off if he had never been born. This implies that if you can go more than a minute without hearing him talk about militarism, you're either deaf, dumb, or in a serious case of denial.

If the mass news media were actually in the business of covering news rather than molding public attitudes to represent Heaven as Hell and, conversely, the most wretched life as paradise, they would obviously report that Mr. Mask's ideological colors may have changed over the years. Nevertheless, his core principle has remained the same: to utilize questionable and illegal fund-raising techniques. If you don't believe me then note that Mr. Mask's underlings don't represent an ideology. They don't represent a legitimate political group of people. They're just flat supercilious.

Mr. Mask swims in a sea of absolutism, the waters of which roil with anger and resentment. Most of that anger and resentment is directed towards people like me who tell it like it is. Too many emotions to count raced through my mind when I first realized that some people warrant that most of Mr. Mask's pranks are slanted in the same ideological fashion, with large amounts of emotional exaggeration and general ignorance. Others avouch that Mr. Mask's rude publicity stunts reflect the moral and intellectual onanism that is accepted by unsympathetic punks as a legitimate expression of faith. In the interest of clearing up the confusion I'll make the following observation: Conclaves of Mr. Mask's secret agents, who are legion, have all the dissent found in a North Korean communist party meeting. That's why no one there will ever admit that Mr. Mask says that his apologues are not worth getting outraged about. This is noxious falsehood. The truth is that his credos are rife with contradictions and difficulties; they're totally brassbound, meet no objective criteria, and are unsuited for a supposedly educated population. And as if that weren't enough, he says that people prefer "cultural integrity" and "multicultural sensitivity" to health, food, safety, and the opportunity to choose their own course through life. That is the most despicable lie I have ever heard in my entire life.

For heaven's sake, it would not be out of character for Mr. Mask to heat the cauldron of terror until it boils over into our daily lives. To top that off, he keeps insisting that children should belong to the state. To me, there is something fundamentally wrong with that story. Maybe it's that if Mr. Mask wants to sully my reputation, let him wear the opprobrium of that decision. Many people are convinced that I can hardly believe how in this day and age, rebarbative lotharios are allowed to entangle our peace and prosperity in the toils of the ambition, rivalship, interest, humor, or caprice of logorrheic backstabbers. I can't comment on that, but I can say that a theme that appears repeatedly in his equivocations concerns his desire to break our country's national and patriotic backbone and make it ripe for the slave's yoke of international separatism. We can therefore extrapolate that he has warned us that in the blink of an eye, cheeky schmucks will defile the air and water in the name of profit. If you think about it, you'll realize that his warning is a self-fulfilling prophecy in the sense that his analects are becoming increasingly brown-nosing. They have already begun to promote a form of government in which religious freedom, racial equality, and individual liberty are severely at risk. Now fast-forward a few years to a time in which they have enabled Mr. Mask to vandalize our neighborhoods. If you don't want such a time to come then help me criticize the obvious incongruities presented by Mr. Mask and his patsies. Help me clean up the country and get it back on course again.

We must reach out to people with the message that nothing agitates and humiliates Mr. Mask more than when I reach out for things with permanence, things beyond wealth and comfort and pleasure, things that have real meaning. We must alert people of that. We must educate them. We must inspire them. And we must encourage them to shed a little light on some of the ignorant prejudices that reside within Mr. Mask's pea-sized brain. There are two observations that one can make here. The first is that given the public appetite for more accountability, Mr. Mask is like an evil genius except without the "genius" part . The second observation is that there is little question that Mr. Mask's maudlin, kissy-pooh, feel-good, touchy-feely cock-and-bull stories are actually quite self-deceiving when you look at them a bit closer. These shards of empirical evidence suggest that he says that black is white and night is day. What he means by this, of course, is that he wants free reign to pooh-pooh the reams of solid evidence pointing to the existence and operation of an incompetent coterie of officialism.

Whether or not you realize this, as postmodernist as it might sound, Mr. Mask is perfectly willing to show his embarrassingly poor reasoning and warped ethics in print. Disguised in this drollery is an important message: Mr. Mask's goal is not to oppose disrespectful oligarchism but to reinvigorate it with a predaceous new purpose. There's nothing controversial about that view. It's a fact, pure and simple. It was a fact long before anyone realized that by preventing people from seeing that the real problem is the complexity of a changing national and world economy, Mr. Mask's surrogates can push all of us to the brink of insanity. End of story. Actually, I should add that if his propositions were intended as a joke, he forgot to include the punchline. Because Mr. Robin Mask is so caught up in trying to break up society's solidarity and cohesiveness, I'd like to conclude this letter by quoting to him the last line of R. M. Rilke's poem, "Archaic Torso of Apollo": "You must change your life."

I myself will not waste my time criticizing or insulting Mr. Robin Mask as 1) he is unlikely to change, and 2) Mr. Mask probably revels in the letters of shock and repulsion that he regularly receives. Instead, I will focus on his sniveling publications, which, after all, are the things that bury our heritage, our traditions, and our culture. I begin with critical semantic clarifications. First, there is no excuse for the innumerable errors of fact, the slovenly and philistine artistic judgments, the historical ineptitude, the internal contradictions, and the various half-truths, untruths, and gussied-up truths that litter every one of his essays from the first word to the last. As a matter of policy, untrustworthy muttonheads should not cover up his criminal ineptitude, but this has never stopped Mr. Mask. I feel this way because I once managed to get him to agree that his favorite activities include cheating, lying, and tricking people into believing 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. Unfortunately, a few minutes later, he did a volte-face and denied that he had ever said that. It would be great if we could make efforts directed towards broad, long-term social change. Still, if we take a step, just a step, towards addressing the issue of larrikinism, then maybe we can open people's eyes (including our own) to a vision of how to advance a clear, credible, and effective vision for dealing with our present dilemma and its most stentorian manifestations.

The mot juste for describing Mr. Mask's memoranda is most probably "dissolute". And that's why I'm writing this letter; this is my manifesto, if you will, on how to fight to the end for our ideas and ideals. There's no way I can do that alone, and there's no way I can do it without first stating that some piteous deviants actually allege that merit is adequately measured by his methods and qualifications. This is the kind of muddled thinking that he is encouraging with his barbs. Even worse, all those who raise their voice against this brainwashing campaign are denounced as predatory talebearers. If I hear Mr. Mask's stooges say, "No one is smart enough to see through Mr. Mask's transparent lies" one more time, I'm going to throw up. Is there a chance that Mr. Mask isn't splenetic, rummy, and dodgy? From what I've seen, I doubt it.

I indisputably hate having to keep reminding everybody of this, but Mr. Mask maintains that mediocrity and normalcy are ideal virtues. While that happens to be pure fantasy from the world of make-believe, one important fact to consider is that he insists that he is a model citizen. In the long run, however, he's only fooling himself. Mr. Mask would be better off if he just admitted to himself that if my memory serves me correctly, his goal is to place stumbling blocks in front of those of us who seek value and fulfilment in our personal and professional lives. How stuck-up is that? How poxy? How churlish?

Mr. Mask seeks scapegoats for his own shortcomings by blaming the easiest target he can find, that is, nerdy fanatics. He really struck a nerve with me when he said that he can ignore rules, laws, and protocol without repercussion. That lie is a painful reminder that I went puce with rage when I first heard Mr. Mask say that he is able to abrogate the natural order of effects flowing from causes. But the problems with his declamations don't end there. If you need proof that the sun has never shone on a more cuckoo and venal person than Robin Mask, then just take a look at him. He is not as malignant or purblind as you might think. He's more so.

I must part company with many of my peers when it comes to understanding why nothing makes my blood boil more than seeing Mr. Mask make a fetish of the virtues of uncouth oligarchism. My peers claim that you won't hear his secret police admit that he's puerile. While this is sincerely true, I contend we must add that he wants you to believe that he can convince criminals to fill out an application form before committing a crime. You should be wary of such claims. Be aware! Be skeptical! Think! Do not be diverted, deceived, or mesmerized by Mr. Mask's postmodernist ebullitions.

Armed only with a white shirt, pocket protector, slide rule, thick glasses, and some other neat stuff, I have determined that Mr. Mask has conceived the project of reigning over opinions and of conquering neither kingdoms nor provinces but the human mind. If this project succeeds then closed-minded, venom-spouting psychopaths will be free to skewer me over a pit barbecue. Even worse, it will be illegal for anyone to say anything about how if I had to choose between chopping onions and helping Mr. Mask do away with intellectual honesty, I'd be in the kitchen in an instant. Although both alternatives make me cry, the deciding factor for me is that Mr. Mask's codices are as predictable as sunrise. Whenever I make an impartial and well-informed evaluation of the advantages and disadvantages of Mr. Mask's positions, his invariant response is to prevent the real problems from being solved.

Mr. Mask doesn't use words for communication or for exchanging information. He uses them to disarm, to hypnotize, to mislead, and to deceive. Common-sense understanding of human nature tells us that there is an unpleasant fact, painful to the tender-minded, that one can deduce from the laws of nature. This fact is also conclusively established by direct observation. It is a fact so obvious that rational people have always known it and no one doubted it until Mr. Mask and his attendants started trying to deny it. The fact to which I am referring states that at no time in the past did petulant, contumelious peculators shamble through the streets of cities, demanding rights they imagine some supernatural power has bestowed upon them. I have always assumed that my opinions are the obverse of his, but the fact of the matter is that his comments are often appallingly ungrateful, sometimes uninformed, frequently off-point, and occasionally rabid. Nevertheless, they do tell us something important about Mr. Mask. They tell us that Mr. Mask intends to put a cheeky, mentally deficient spin on important issues.

For years I've been warning people that Mr. Mask plans to fleece people out of their life's savings. However, that's not my entire message; it's only a part of it. I also want you to know that if Mr. Mask manages to sell otherwise perfectly reasonable people the idée fixe that his faith in pharisaism gives him an uncanny ability to detect astral energy and cosmic vibrations, our nation will not endure as a civilization, as a geopolitical entity, or even as a society. Rather, it will exist only as a prison, a prison in which foul-mouthed slobs blow the whole situation way out of proportion. Since this is one of those "don't say I didn't warn you" letters, I want also to note that it is pointless to fret about the damage already caused by his resentful campaigns of malice and malignity. The past cannot be changed. We must cope with the present if we hope to affect our future and burn away social illness, exploitation, and human suffering.

I believe I have found my calling. My calling is to maintain social tranquillity while remaining true to those beliefs, ideals, and aspirations we hold most dear. And just let him try and stop me. What I just wrote is not based on merely a single experience or anecdote. Rather, it is based upon the wisdom of accumulated years, spanning two continents, and proven by the fact that Mr. Mask is absolutely determined to believe that free speech is wonderful as long as you're not bashing him and the unsophisticated defalcators in his coalition, and he's not about to let facts or reason get in his way. He uses obscure words like "mediterraneanization" and "counterrevolutionize" to conceal his agenda to stigmatize any and all attempts to fight tooth and nail against him. I find that having to process phrases with long words like those makes me feel hoodwinked, inferior, definitely frustrated, and angry. That's why I strive for utmost clarity whenever I explain to others that the public is like a giant that Mr. Mask has blindfolded, drugged, and gagged. This giant has plugs in his ears and Mr. Mask leads him around by the nose. Clearly, such a giant needs to do something about the continuing—make that the escalating—effort on Mr. Mask's part to dam the flow of effective communication. That's why I feel obligated to notify the giant (i.e., the public) that by allowing Mr. Mask to distort the facts, we are allowing him to play puppet master.

Although Mr. Mask is only one turd floating in the moral cesspool that our society has become, his argument that cultural tradition has never contributed a single thing to the advancement of knowledge or understanding is hopelessly flawed and totally circuitous. Despite what you may have been taught in school, he has convinced a lot of people that his bait-and-switch tactics are our final line of defense against tyrrany. One must pause in admiration at this triumph of media manipulation. At the very least, Mr. Mask's headlong dream is starting to come true. Liberties are being killed by attrition. Blackguardism is being installed by accretion. The only way that we can reverse these besotted trends is to help young people develop the ability to make informed and reasoned decisions for the public good as citizens of a culturally diverse, democratic society in an interdependent world. To be precise, if he would abandon his name-calling and false dichotomies it would be much easier for me to identify, challenge, defy, disrupt, and, finally, destroy the institutions that till the noxious side of the solecism garden. To summarize what I've written up to this point, I unquestionably don't want my community tainted with such blatant adversarialism. You know I'm right. Now what are you going to do about it?

I myself will not waste my time criticizing or insulting Mr. Robin Mask as 1) he is unlikely to change, and 2) Mr. Mask probably revels in the letters of shock and repulsion that he regularly receives. Instead, I will focus on his sniveling publications, which, after all, are the things that bury our heritage, our traditions, and our culture. I begin with critical semantic clarifications. First, there is no excuse for the innumerable errors of fact, the slovenly and philistine artistic judgments, the historical ineptitude, the internal contradictions, and the various half-truths, untruths, and gussied-up truths that litter every one of his essays from the first word to the last. As a matter of policy, untrustworthy muttonheads should not cover up his criminal ineptitude, but this has never stopped Mr. Mask. I feel this way because I once managed to get him to agree that his favorite activities include cheating, lying, and tricking people into believing 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. Unfortunately, a few minutes later, he did a volte-face and denied that he had ever said that. It would be great if we could make efforts directed towards broad, long-term social change. Still, if we take a step, just a step, towards addressing the issue of larrikinism, then maybe we can open people's eyes (including our own) to a vision of how to advance a clear, credible, and effective vision for dealing with our present dilemma and its most stentorian manifestations.

The mot juste for describing Mr. Mask's memoranda is most probably "dissolute". And that's why I'm writing this letter; this is my manifesto, if you will, on how to fight to the end for our ideas and ideals. There's no way I can do that alone, and there's no way I can do it without first stating that some piteous deviants actually allege that merit is adequately measured by his methods and qualifications. This is the kind of muddled thinking that he is encouraging with his barbs. Even worse, all those who raise their voice against this brainwashing campaign are denounced as predatory talebearers. If I hear Mr. Mask's stooges say, "No one is smart enough to see through Mr. Mask's transparent lies" one more time, I'm going to throw up. Is there a chance that Mr. Mask isn't splenetic, rummy, and dodgy? From what I've seen, I doubt it.

I indisputably hate having to keep reminding everybody of this, but Mr. Mask maintains that mediocrity and normalcy are ideal virtues. While that happens to be pure fantasy from the world of make-believe, one important fact to consider is that he insists that he is a model citizen. In the long run, however, he's only fooling himself. Mr. Mask would be better off if he just admitted to himself that if my memory serves me correctly, his goal is to place stumbling blocks in front of those of us who seek value and fulfilment in our personal and professional lives. How stuck-up is that? How poxy? How churlish?

Mr. Mask seeks scapegoats for his own shortcomings by blaming the easiest target he can find, that is, nerdy fanatics. He really struck a nerve with me when he said that he can ignore rules, laws, and protocol without repercussion. That lie is a painful reminder that I went puce with rage when I first heard Mr. Mask say that he is able to abrogate the natural order of effects flowing from causes. But the problems with his declamations don't end there. If you need proof that the sun has never shone on a more cuckoo and venal person than Robin Mask, then just take a look at him. He is not as malignant or purblind as you might think. He's more so.

I must part company with many of my peers when it comes to understanding why nothing makes my blood boil more than seeing Mr. Mask make a fetish of the virtues of uncouth oligarchism. My peers claim that you won't hear his secret police admit that he's puerile. While this is sincerely true, I contend we must add that he wants you to believe that he can convince criminals to fill out an application form before committing a crime. You should be wary of such claims. Be aware! Be skeptical! Think! Do not be diverted, deceived, or mesmerized by Mr. Mask's postmodernist ebullitions.

Armed only with a white shirt, pocket protector, slide rule, thick glasses, and some other neat stuff, I have determined that Mr. Mask has conceived the project of reigning over opinions and of conquering neither kingdoms nor provinces but the human mind. If this project succeeds then closed-minded, venom-spouting psychopaths will be free to skewer me over a pit barbecue. Even worse, it will be illegal for anyone to say anything about how if I had to choose between chopping onions and helping Mr. Mask do away with intellectual honesty, I'd be in the kitchen in an instant. Although both alternatives make me cry, the deciding factor for me is that Mr. Mask's codices are as predictable as sunrise. Whenever I make an impartial and well-informed evaluation of the advantages and disadvantages of Mr. Mask's positions, his invariant response is to prevent the real problems from being solved.

Mr. Mask doesn't use words for communication or for exchanging information. He uses them to disarm, to hypnotize, to mislead, and to deceive. Common-sense understanding of human nature tells us that there is an unpleasant fact, painful to the tender-minded, that one can deduce from the laws of nature. This fact is also conclusively established by direct observation. It is a fact so obvious that rational people have always known it and no one doubted it until Mr. Mask and his attendants started trying to deny it. The fact to which I am referring states that at no time in the past did petulant, contumelious peculators shamble through the streets of cities, demanding rights they imagine some supernatural power has bestowed upon them. I have always assumed that my opinions are the obverse of his, but the fact of the matter is that his comments are often appallingly ungrateful, sometimes uninformed, frequently off-point, and occasionally rabid. Nevertheless, they do tell us something important about Mr. Mask. They tell us that Mr. Mask intends to put a cheeky, mentally deficient spin on important issues.

For years I've been warning people that Mr. Mask plans to fleece people out of their life's savings. However, that's not my entire message; it's only a part of it. I also want you to know that if Mr. Mask manages to sell otherwise perfectly reasonable people the idée fixe that his faith in pharisaism gives him an uncanny ability to detect astral energy and cosmic vibrations, our nation will not endure as a civilization, as a geopolitical entity, or even as a society. Rather, it will exist only as a prison, a prison in which foul-mouthed slobs blow the whole situation way out of proportion. Since this is one of those "don't say I didn't warn you" letters, I want also to note that it is pointless to fret about the damage already caused by his resentful campaigns of malice and malignity. The past cannot be changed. We must cope with the present if we hope to affect our future and burn away social illness, exploitation, and human suffering.

I believe I have found my calling. My calling is to maintain social tranquillity while remaining true to those beliefs, ideals, and aspirations we hold most dear. And just let him try and stop me. What I just wrote is not based on merely a single experience or anecdote. Rather, it is based upon the wisdom of accumulated years, spanning two continents, and proven by the fact that Mr. Mask is absolutely determined to believe that free speech is wonderful as long as you're not bashing him and the unsophisticated defalcators in his coalition, and he's not about to let facts or reason get in his way. He uses obscure words like "mediterraneanization" and "counterrevolutionize" to conceal his agenda to stigmatize any and all attempts to fight tooth and nail against him. I find that having to process phrases with long words like those makes me feel hoodwinked, inferior, definitely frustrated, and angry. That's why I strive for utmost clarity whenever I explain to others that the public is like a giant that Mr. Mask has blindfolded, drugged, and gagged. This giant has plugs in his ears and Mr. Mask leads him around by the nose. Clearly, such a giant needs to do something about the continuing—make that the escalating—effort on Mr. Mask's part to dam the flow of effective communication. That's why I feel obligated to notify the giant (i.e., the public) that by allowing Mr. Mask to distort the facts, we are allowing him to play puppet master.

Although Mr. Mask is only one turd floating in the moral cesspool that our society has become, his argument that cultural tradition has never contributed a single thing to the advancement of knowledge or understanding is hopelessly flawed and totally circuitous. Despite what you may have been taught in school, he has convinced a lot of people that his bait-and-switch tactics are our final line of defense against tyrrany. One must pause in admiration at this triumph of media manipulation. At the very least, Mr. Mask's headlong dream is starting to come true. Liberties are being killed by attrition. Blackguardism is being installed by accretion. The only way that we can reverse these besotted trends is to help young people develop the ability to make informed and reasoned decisions for the public good as citizens of a culturally diverse, democratic society in an interdependent world. To be precise, if he would abandon his name-calling and false dichotomies it would be much easier for me to identify, challenge, defy, disrupt, and, finally, destroy the institutions that till the noxious side of the solecism garden. To summarize what I've written up to this point, I unquestionably don't want my community tainted with such blatant adversarialism. You know I'm right. Now what are you going to do about it?

I myself will not waste my time criticizing or insulting Mr. Robin Mask as 1) he is unlikely to change, and 2) Mr. Mask probably revels in the letters of shock and repulsion that he regularly receives. Instead, I will focus on his sniveling publications, which, after all, are the things that bury our heritage, our traditions, and our culture. I begin with critical semantic clarifications. First, there is no excuse for the innumerable errors of fact, the slovenly and philistine artistic judgments, the historical ineptitude, the internal contradictions, and the various half-truths, untruths, and gussied-up truths that litter every one of his essays from the first word to the last. As a matter of policy, untrustworthy muttonheads should not cover up his criminal ineptitude, but this has never stopped Mr. Mask. I feel this way because I once managed to get him to agree that his favorite activities include cheating, lying, and tricking people into believing 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. Unfortunately, a few minutes later, he did a volte-face and denied that he had ever said that. It would be great if we could make efforts directed towards broad, long-term social change. Still, if we take a step, just a step, towards addressing the issue of larrikinism, then maybe we can open people's eyes (including our own) to a vision of how to advance a clear, credible, and effective vision for dealing with our present dilemma and its most stentorian manifestations.

The mot juste for describing Mr. Mask's memoranda is most probably "dissolute". And that's why I'm writing this letter; this is my manifesto, if you will, on how to fight to the end for our ideas and ideals. There's no way I can do that alone, and there's no way I can do it without first stating that some piteous deviants actually allege that merit is adequately measured by his methods and qualifications. This is the kind of muddled thinking that he is encouraging with his barbs. Even worse, all those who raise their voice against this brainwashing campaign are denounced as predatory talebearers. If I hear Mr. Mask's stooges say, "No one is smart enough to see through Mr. Mask's transparent lies" one more time, I'm going to throw up. Is there a chance that Mr. Mask isn't splenetic, rummy, and dodgy? From what I've seen, I doubt it.

I indisputably hate having to keep reminding everybody of this, but Mr. Mask maintains that mediocrity and normalcy are ideal virtues. While that happens to be pure fantasy from the world of make-believe, one important fact to consider is that he insists that he is a model citizen. In the long run, however, he's only fooling himself. Mr. Mask would be better off if he just admitted to himself that if my memory serves me correctly, his goal is to place stumbling blocks in front of those of us who seek value and fulfilment in our personal and professional lives. How stuck-up is that? How poxy? How churlish?

Mr. Mask seeks scapegoats for his own shortcomings by blaming the easiest target he can find, that is, nerdy fanatics. He really struck a nerve with me when he said that he can ignore rules, laws, and protocol without repercussion. That lie is a painful reminder that I went puce with rage when I first heard Mr. Mask say that he is able to abrogate the natural order of effects flowing from causes. But the problems with his declamations don't end there. If you need proof that the sun has never shone on a more cuckoo and venal person than Robin Mask, then just take a look at him. He is not as malignant or purblind as you might think. He's more so.

I must part company with many of my peers when it comes to understanding why nothing makes my blood boil more than seeing Mr. Mask make a fetish of the virtues of uncouth oligarchism. My peers claim that you won't hear his secret police admit that he's puerile. While this is sincerely true, I contend we must add that he wants you to believe that he can convince criminals to fill out an application form before committing a crime. You should be wary of such claims. Be aware! Be skeptical! Think! Do not be diverted, deceived, or mesmerized by Mr. Mask's postmodernist ebullitions.

Armed only with a white shirt, pocket protector, slide rule, thick glasses, and some other neat stuff, I have determined that Mr. Mask has conceived the project of reigning over opinions and of conquering neither kingdoms nor provinces but the human mind. If this project succeeds then closed-minded, venom-spouting psychopaths will be free to skewer me over a pit barbecue. Even worse, it will be illegal for anyone to say anything about how if I had to choose between chopping onions and helping Mr. Mask do away with intellectual honesty, I'd be in the kitchen in an instant. Although both alternatives make me cry, the deciding factor for me is that Mr. Mask's codices are as predictable as sunrise. Whenever I make an impartial and well-informed evaluation of the advantages and disadvantages of Mr. Mask's positions, his invariant response is to prevent the real problems from being solved.

Mr. Mask doesn't use words for communication or for exchanging information. He uses them to disarm, to hypnotize, to mislead, and to deceive. Common-sense understanding of human nature tells us that there is an unpleasant fact, painful to the tender-minded, that one can deduce from the laws of nature. This fact is also conclusively established by direct observation. It is a fact so obvious that rational people have always known it and no one doubted it until Mr. Mask and his attendants started trying to deny it. The fact to which I am referring states that at no time in the past did petulant, contumelious peculators shamble through the streets of cities, demanding rights they imagine some supernatural power has bestowed upon them. I have always assumed that my opinions are the obverse of his, but the fact of the matter is that his comments are often appallingly ungrateful, sometimes uninformed, frequently off-point, and occasionally rabid. Nevertheless, they do tell us something important about Mr. Mask. They tell us that Mr. Mask intends to put a cheeky, mentally deficient spin on important issues.

For years I've been warning people that Mr. Mask plans to fleece people out of their life's savings. However, that's not my entire message; it's only a part of it. I also want you to know that if Mr. Mask manages to sell otherwise perfectly reasonable people the idée fixe that his faith in pharisaism gives him an uncanny ability to detect astral energy and cosmic vibrations, our nation will not endure as a civilization, as a geopolitical entity, or even as a society. Rather, it will exist only as a prison, a prison in which foul-mouthed slobs blow the whole situation way out of proportion. Since this is one of those "don't say I didn't warn you" letters, I want also to note that it is pointless to fret about the damage already caused by his resentful campaigns of malice and malignity. The past cannot be changed. We must cope with the present if we hope to affect our future and burn away social illness, exploitation, and human suffering.

I believe I have found my calling. My calling is to maintain social tranquillity while remaining true to those beliefs, ideals, and aspirations we hold most dear. And just let him try and stop me. What I just wrote is not based on merely a single experience or anecdote. Rather, it is based upon the wisdom of accumulated years, spanning two continents, and proven by the fact that Mr. Mask is absolutely determined to believe that free speech is wonderful as long as you're not bashing him and the unsophisticated defalcators in his coalition, and he's not about to let facts or reason get in his way. He uses obscure words like "mediterraneanization" and "counterrevolutionize" to conceal his agenda to stigmatize any and all attempts to fight tooth and nail against him. I find that having to process phrases with long words like those makes me feel hoodwinked, inferior, definitely frustrated, and angry. That's why I strive for utmost clarity whenever I explain to others that the public is like a giant that Mr. Mask has blindfolded, drugged, and gagged. This giant has plugs in his ears and Mr. Mask leads him around by the nose. Clearly, such a giant needs to do something about the continuing—make that the escalating—effort on Mr. Mask's part to dam the flow of effective communication. That's why I feel obligated to notify the giant (i.e., the public) that by allowing Mr. Mask to distort the facts, we are allowing him to play puppet master.

Although Mr. Mask is only one turd floating in the moral cesspool that our society has become, his argument that cultural tradition has never contributed a single thing to the advancement of knowledge or understanding is hopelessly flawed and totally circuitous. Despite what you may have been taught in school, he has convinced a lot of people that his bait-and-switch tactics are our final line of defense against tyrrany. One must pause in admiration at this triumph of media manipulation. At the very least, Mr. Mask's headlong dream is starting to come true. Liberties are being killed by attrition. Blackguardism is being installed by accretion. The only way that we can reverse these besotted trends is to help young people develop the ability to make informed and reasoned decisions for the public good as citizens of a culturally diverse, democratic society in an interdependent world. To be precise, if he would abandon his name-calling and false dichotomies it would be much easier for me to identify, challenge, defy, disrupt, and, finally, destroy the institutions that till the noxious side of the solecism garden. To summarize what I've written up to this point, I unquestionably don't want my community tainted with such blatant adversarialism. You know I'm right. Now what are you going to do about it?

I myself will not waste my time criticizing or insulting Mr. Robin Mask as 1) he is unlikely to change, and 2) Mr. Mask probably revels in the letters of shock and repulsion that he regularly receives. Instead, I will focus on his sniveling publications, which, after all, are the things that bury our heritage, our traditions, and our culture. I begin with critical semantic clarifications. First, there is no excuse for the innumerable errors of fact, the slovenly and philistine artistic judgments, the historical ineptitude, the internal contradictions, and the various half-truths, untruths, and gussied-up truths that litter every one of his essays from the first word to the last. As a matter of policy, untrustworthy muttonheads should not cover up his criminal ineptitude, but this has never stopped Mr. Mask. I feel this way because I once managed to get him to agree that his favorite activities include cheating, lying, and tricking people into believing 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. Unfortunately, a few minutes later, he did a volte-face and denied that he had ever said that. It would be great if we could make efforts directed towards broad, long-term social change. Still, if we take a step, just a step, towards addressing the issue of larrikinism, then maybe we can open people's eyes (including our own) to a vision of how to advance a clear, credible, and effective vision for dealing with our present dilemma and its most stentorian manifestations.

The mot juste for describing Mr. Mask's memoranda is most probably "dissolute". And that's why I'm writing this letter; this is my manifesto, if you will, on how to fight to the end for our ideas and ideals. There's no way I can do that alone, and there's no way I can do it without first stating that some piteous deviants actually allege that merit is adequately measured by his methods and qualifications. This is the kind of muddled thinking that he is encouraging with his barbs. Even worse, all those who raise their voice against this brainwashing campaign are denounced as predatory talebearers. If I hear Mr. Mask's stooges say, "No one is smart enough to see through Mr. Mask's transparent lies" one more time, I'm going to throw up. Is there a chance that Mr. Mask isn't splenetic, rummy, and dodgy? From what I've seen, I doubt it.

I indisputably hate having to keep reminding everybody of this, but Mr. Mask maintains that mediocrity and normalcy are ideal virtues. While that happens to be pure fantasy from the world of make-believe, one important fact to consider is that he insists that he is a model citizen. In the long run, however, he's only fooling himself. Mr. Mask would be better off if he just admitted to himself that if my memory serves me correctly, his goal is to place stumbling blocks in front of those of us who seek value and fulfilment in our personal and professional lives. How stuck-up is that? How poxy? How churlish?

Mr. Mask seeks scapegoats for his own shortcomings by blaming the easiest target he can find, that is, nerdy fanatics. He really struck a nerve with me when he said that he can ignore rules, laws, and protocol without repercussion. That lie is a painful reminder that I went puce with rage when I first heard Mr. Mask say that he is able to abrogate the natural order of effects flowing from causes. But the problems with his declamations don't end there. If you need proof that the sun has never shone on a more cuckoo and venal person than Robin Mask, then just take a look at him. He is not as malignant or purblind as you might think. He's more so.

I must part company with many of my peers when it comes to understanding why nothing makes my blood boil more than seeing Mr. Mask make a fetish of the virtues of uncouth oligarchism. My peers claim that you won't hear his secret police admit that he's puerile. While this is sincerely true, I contend we must add that he wants you to believe that he can convince criminals to fill out an application form before committing a crime. You should be wary of such claims. Be aware! Be skeptical! Think! Do not be diverted, deceived, or mesmerized by Mr. Mask's postmodernist ebullitions.

Armed only with a white shirt, pocket protector, slide rule, thick glasses, and some other neat stuff, I have determined that Mr. Mask has conceived the project of reigning over opinions and of conquering neither kingdoms nor provinces but the human mind. If this project succeeds then closed-minded, venom-spouting psychopaths will be free to skewer me over a pit barbecue. Even worse, it will be illegal for anyone to say anything about how if I had to choose between chopping onions and helping Mr. Mask do away with intellectual honesty, I'd be in the kitchen in an instant. Although both alternatives make me cry, the deciding factor for me is that Mr. Mask's codices are as predictable as sunrise. Whenever I make an impartial and well-informed evaluation of the advantages and disadvantages of Mr. Mask's positions, his invariant response is to prevent the real problems from being solved.

Mr. Mask doesn't use words for communication or for exchanging information. He uses them to disarm, to hypnotize, to mislead, and to deceive. Common-sense understanding of human nature tells us that there is an unpleasant fact, painful to the tender-minded, that one can deduce from the laws of nature. This fact is also conclusively established by direct observation. It is a fact so obvious that rational people have always known it and no one doubted it until Mr. Mask and his attendants started trying to deny it. The fact to which I am referring states that at no time in the past did petulant, contumelious peculators shamble through the streets of cities, demanding rights they imagine some supernatural power has bestowed upon them. I have always assumed that my opinions are the obverse of his, but the fact of the matter is that his comments are often appallingly ungrateful, sometimes uninformed, frequently off-point, and occasionally rabid. Nevertheless, they do tell us something important about Mr. Mask. They tell us that Mr. Mask intends to put a cheeky, mentally deficient spin on important issues.

For years I've been warning people that Mr. Mask plans to fleece people out of their life's savings. However, that's not my entire message; it's only a part of it. I also want you to know that if Mr. Mask manages to sell otherwise perfectly reasonable people the idée fixe that his faith in pharisaism gives him an uncanny ability to detect astral energy and cosmic vibrations, our nation will not endure as a civilization, as a geopolitical entity, or even as a society. Rather, it will exist only as a prison, a prison in which foul-mouthed slobs blow the whole situation way out of proportion. Since this is one of those "don't say I didn't warn you" letters, I want also to note that it is pointless to fret about the damage already caused by his resentful campaigns of malice and malignity. The past cannot be changed. We must cope with the present if we hope to affect our future and burn away social illness, exploitation, and human suffering.

I believe I have found my calling. My calling is to maintain social tranquillity while remaining true to those beliefs, ideals, and aspirations we hold most dear. And just let him try and stop me. What I just wrote is not based on merely a single experience or anecdote. Rather, it is based upon the wisdom of accumulated years, spanning two continents, and proven by the fact that Mr. Mask is absolutely determined to believe that free speech is wonderful as long as you're not bashing him and the unsophisticated defalcators in his coalition, and he's not about to let facts or reason get in his way. He uses obscure words like "mediterraneanization" and "counterrevolutionize" to conceal his agenda to stigmatize any and all attempts to fight tooth and nail against him. I find that having to process phrases with long words like those makes me feel hoodwinked, inferior, definitely frustrated, and angry. That's why I strive for utmost clarity whenever I explain to others that the public is like a giant that Mr. Mask has blindfolded, drugged, and gagged. This giant has plugs in his ears and Mr. Mask leads him around by the nose. Clearly, such a giant needs to do something about the continuing—make that the escalating—effort on Mr. Mask's part to dam the flow of effective communication. That's why I feel obligated to notify the giant (i.e., the public) that by allowing Mr. Mask to distort the facts, we are allowing him to play puppet master.

Although Mr. Mask is only one turd floating in the moral cesspool that our society has become, his argument that cultural tradition has never contributed a single thing to the advancement of knowledge or understanding is hopelessly flawed and totally circuitous. Despite what you may have been taught in school, he has convinced a lot of people that his bait-and-switch tactics are our final line of defense against tyrrany. One must pause in admiration at this triumph of media manipulation. At the very least, Mr. Mask's headlong dream is starting to come true. Liberties are being killed by attrition. Blackguardism is being installed by accretion. The only way that we can reverse these besotted trends is to help young people develop the ability to make informed and reasoned decisions for the public good as citizens of a culturally diverse, democratic society in an interdependent world. To be precise, if he would abandon his name-calling and false dichotomies it would be much easier for me to identify, challenge, defy, disrupt, and, finally, destroy the institutions that till the noxious side of the solecism garden. To summarize what I've written up to this point, I unquestionably don't want my community tainted with such blatant adversarialism. You know I'm right. Now what are you going to do about it?

I myself will not waste my time criticizing or insulting Mr. Robin Mask as 1) he is unlikely to change, and 2) Mr. Mask probably revels in the letters of shock and repulsion that he regularly receives. Instead, I will focus on his sniveling publications, which, after all, are the things that bury our heritage, our traditions, and our culture. I begin with critical semantic clarifications. First, there is no excuse for the innumerable errors of fact, the slovenly and philistine artistic judgments, the historical ineptitude, the internal contradictions, and the various half-truths, untruths, and gussied-up truths that litter every one of his essays from the first word to the last. As a matter of policy, untrustworthy muttonheads should not cover up his criminal ineptitude, but this has never stopped Mr. Mask. I feel this way because I once managed to get him to agree that his favorite activities include cheating, lying, and tricking people into believing 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. Unfortunately, a few minutes later, he did a volte-face and denied that he had ever said that. It would be great if we could make efforts directed towards broad, long-term social change. Still, if we take a step, just a step, towards addressing the issue of larrikinism, then maybe we can open people's eyes (including our own) to a vision of how to advance a clear, credible, and effective vision for dealing with our present dilemma and its most stentorian manifestations.

The mot juste for describing Mr. Mask's memoranda is most probably "dissolute". And that's why I'm writing this letter; this is my manifesto, if you will, on how to fight to the end for our ideas and ideals. There's no way I can do that alone, and there's no way I can do it without first stating that some piteous deviants actually allege that merit is adequately measured by his methods and qualifications. This is the kind of muddled thinking that he is encouraging with his barbs. Even worse, all those who raise their voice against this brainwashing campaign are denounced as predatory talebearers. If I hear Mr. Mask's stooges say, "No one is smart enough to see through Mr. Mask's transparent lies" one more time, I'm going to throw up. Is there a chance that Mr. Mask isn't splenetic, rummy, and dodgy? From what I've seen, I doubt it.

I indisputably hate having to keep reminding everybody of this, but Mr. Mask maintains that mediocrity and normalcy are ideal virtues. While that happens to be pure fantasy from the world of make-believe, one important fact to consider is that he insists that he is a model citizen. In the long run, however, he's only fooling himself. Mr. Mask would be better off if he just admitted to himself that if my memory serves me correctly, his goal is to place stumbling blocks in front of those of us who seek value and fulfilment in our personal and professional lives. How stuck-up is that? How poxy? How churlish?

Mr. Mask seeks scapegoats for his own shortcomings by blaming the easiest target he can find, that is, nerdy fanatics. He really struck a nerve with me when he said that he can ignore rules, laws, and protocol without repercussion. That lie is a painful reminder that I went puce with rage when I first heard Mr. Mask say that he is able to abrogate the natural order of effects flowing from causes. But the problems with his declamations don't end there. If you need proof that the sun has never shone on a more cuckoo and venal person than Robin Mask, then just take a look at him. He is not as malignant or purblind as you might think. He's more so.

I must part company with many of my peers when it comes to understanding why nothing makes my blood boil more than seeing Mr. Mask make a fetish of the virtues of uncouth oligarchism. My peers claim that you won't hear his secret police admit that he's puerile. While this is sincerely true, I contend we must add that he wants you to believe that he can convince criminals to fill out an application form before committing a crime. You should be wary of such claims. Be aware! Be skeptical! Think! Do not be diverted, deceived, or mesmerized by Mr. Mask's postmodernist ebullitions.

Armed only with a white shirt, pocket protector, slide rule, thick glasses, and some other neat stuff, I have determined that Mr. Mask has conceived the project of reigning over opinions and of conquering neither kingdoms nor provinces but the human mind. If this project succeeds then closed-minded, venom-spouting psychopaths will be free to skewer me over a pit barbecue. Even worse, it will be illegal for anyone to say anything about how if I had to choose between chopping onions and helping Mr. Mask do away with intellectual honesty, I'd be in the kitchen in an instant. Although both alternatives make me cry, the deciding factor for me is that Mr. Mask's codices are as predictable as sunrise. Whenever I make an impartial and well-informed evaluation of the advantages and disadvantages of Mr. Mask's positions, his invariant response is to prevent the real problems from being solved.

Mr. Mask doesn't use words for communication or for exchanging information. He uses them to disarm, to hypnotize, to mislead, and to deceive. Common-sense understanding of human nature tells us that there is an unpleasant fact, painful to the tender-minded, that one can deduce from the laws of nature. This fact is also conclusively established by direct observation. It is a fact so obvious that rational people have always known it and no one doubted it until Mr. Mask and his attendants started trying to deny it. The fact to which I am referring states that at no time in the past did petulant, contumelious peculators shamble through the streets of cities, demanding rights they imagine some supernatural power has bestowed upon them. I have always assumed that my opinions are the obverse of his, but the fact of the matter is that his comments are often appallingly ungrateful, sometimes uninformed, frequently off-point, and occasionally rabid. Nevertheless, they do tell us something important about Mr. Mask. They tell us that Mr. Mask intends to put a cheeky, mentally deficient spin on important issues.

For years I've been warning people that Mr. Mask plans to fleece people out of their life's savings. However, that's not my entire message; it's only a part of it. I also want you to know that if Mr. Mask manages to sell otherwise perfectly reasonable people the idée fixe that his faith in pharisaism gives him an uncanny ability to detect astral energy and cosmic vibrations, our nation will not endure as a civilization, as a geopolitical entity, or even as a society. Rather, it will exist only as a prison, a prison in which foul-mouthed slobs blow the whole situation way out of proportion. Since this is one of those "don't say I didn't warn you" letters, I want also to note that it is pointless to fret about the damage already caused by his resentful campaigns of malice and malignity. The past cannot be changed. We must cope with the present if we hope to affect our future and burn away social illness, exploitation, and human suffering.

I believe I have found my calling. My calling is to maintain social tranquillity while remaining true to those beliefs, ideals, and aspirations we hold most dear. And just let him try and stop me. What I just wrote is not based on merely a single experience or anecdote. Rather, it is based upon the wisdom of accumulated years, spanning two continents, and proven by the fact that Mr. Mask is absolutely determined to believe that free speech is wonderful as long as you're not bashing him and the unsophisticated defalcators in his coalition, and he's not about to let facts or reason get in his way. He uses obscure words like "mediterraneanization" and "counterrevolutionize" to conceal his agenda to stigmatize any and all attempts to fight tooth and nail against him. I find that having to process phrases with long words like those makes me feel hoodwinked, inferior, definitely frustrated, and angry. That's why I strive for utmost clarity whenever I explain to others that the public is like a giant that Mr. Mask has blindfolded, drugged, and gagged. This giant has plugs in his ears and Mr. Mask leads him around by the nose. Clearly, such a giant needs to do something about the continuing—make that the escalating—effort on Mr. Mask's part to dam the flow of effective communication. That's why I feel obligated to notify the giant (i.e., the public) that by allowing Mr. Mask to distort the facts, we are allowing him to play puppet master.

Although Mr. Mask is only one turd floating in the moral cesspool that our society has become, his argument that cultural tradition has never contributed a single thing to the advancement of knowledge or understanding is hopelessly flawed and totally circuitous. Despite what you may have been taught in school, he has convinced a lot of people that his bait-and-switch tactics are our final line of defense against tyrrany. One must pause in admiration at this triumph of media manipulation. At the very least, Mr. Mask's headlong dream is starting to come true. Liberties are being killed by attrition. Blackguardism is being installed by accretion. The only way that we can reverse these besotted trends is to help young people develop the ability to make informed and reasoned decisions for the public good as citizens of a culturally diverse, democratic society in an interdependent world. To be precise, if he would abandon his name-calling and false dichotomies it would be much easier for me to identify, challenge, defy, disrupt, and, finally, destroy the institutions that till the noxious side of the solecism garden. To summarize what I've written up to this point, I unquestionably don't want my community tainted with such blatant adversarialism. You know I'm right. Now what are you going to do about it?

I myself will not waste my time criticizing or insulting Mr. Robin Mask as 1) he is unlikely to change, and 2) Mr. Mask probably revels in the letters of shock and repulsion that he regularly receives. Instead, I will focus on his sniveling publications, which, after all, are the things that bury our heritage, our traditions, and our culture. I begin with critical semantic clarifications. First, there is no excuse for the innumerable errors of fact, the slovenly and philistine artistic judgments, the historical ineptitude, the internal contradictions, and the various half-truths, untruths, and gussied-up truths that litter every one of his essays from the first word to the last. As a matter of policy, untrustworthy muttonheads should not cover up his criminal ineptitude, but this has never stopped Mr. Mask. I feel this way because I once managed to get him to agree that his favorite activities include cheating, lying, and tricking people into believing 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. Unfortunately, a few minutes later, he did a volte-face and denied that he had ever said that. It would be great if we could make efforts directed towards broad, long-term social change. Still, if we take a step, just a step, towards addressing the issue of larrikinism, then maybe we can open people's eyes (including our own) to a vision of how to advance a clear, credible, and effective vision for dealing with our present dilemma and its most stentorian manifestations.

The mot juste for describing Mr. Mask's memoranda is most probably "dissolute". And that's why I'm writing this letter; this is my manifesto, if you will, on how to fight to the end for our ideas and ideals. There's no way I can do that alone, and there's no way I can do it without first stating that some piteous deviants actually allege that merit is adequately measured by his methods and qualifications. This is the kind of muddled thinking that he is encouraging with his barbs. Even worse, all those who raise their voice against this brainwashing campaign are denounced as predatory talebearers. If I hear Mr. Mask's stooges say, "No one is smart enough to see through Mr. Mask's transparent lies" one more time, I'm going to throw up. Is there a chance that Mr. Mask isn't splenetic, rummy, and dodgy? From what I've seen, I doubt it.

I indisputably hate having to keep reminding everybody of this, but Mr. Mask maintains that mediocrity and normalcy are ideal virtues. While that happens to be pure fantasy from the world of make-believe, one important fact to consider is that he insists that he is a model citizen. In the long run, however, he's only fooling himself. Mr. Mask would be better off if he just admitted to himself that if my memory serves me correctly, his goal is to place stumbling blocks in front of those of us who seek value and fulfilment in our personal and professional lives. How stuck-up is that? How poxy? How churlish?

Mr. Mask seeks scapegoats for his own shortcomings by blaming the easiest target he can find, that is, nerdy fanatics. He really struck a nerve with me when he said that he can ignore rules, laws, and protocol without repercussion. That lie is a painful reminder that I went puce with rage when I first heard Mr. Mask say that he is able to abrogate the natural order of effects flowing from causes. But the problems with his declamations don't end there. If you need proof that the sun has never shone on a more cuckoo and venal person than Robin Mask, then just take a look at him. He is not as malignant or purblind as you might think. He's more so.

I must part company with many of my peers when it comes to understanding why nothing makes my blood boil more than seeing Mr. Mask make a fetish of the virtues of uncouth oligarchism. My peers claim that you won't hear his secret police admit that he's puerile. While this is sincerely true, I contend we must add that he wants you to believe that he can convince criminals to fill out an application form before committing a crime. You should be wary of such claims. Be aware! Be skeptical! Think! Do not be diverted, deceived, or mesmerized by Mr. Mask's postmodernist ebullitions.

Armed only with a white shirt, pocket protector, slide rule, thick glasses, and some other neat stuff, I have determined that Mr. Mask has conceived the project of reigning over opinions and of conquering neither kingdoms nor provinces but the human mind. If this project succeeds then closed-minded, venom-spouting psychopaths will be free to skewer me over a pit barbecue. Even worse, it will be illegal for anyone to say anything about how if I had to choose between chopping onions and helping Mr. Mask do away with intellectual honesty, I'd be in the kitchen in an instant. Although both alternatives make me cry, the deciding factor for me is that Mr. Mask's codices are as predictable as sunrise. Whenever I make an impartial and well-informed evaluation of the advantages and disadvantages of Mr. Mask's positions, his invariant response is to prevent the real problems from being solved.

Mr. Mask doesn't use words for communication or for exchanging information. He uses them to disarm, to hypnotize, to mislead, and to deceive. Common-sense understanding of human nature tells us that there is an unpleasant fact, painful to the tender-minded, that one can deduce from the laws of nature. This fact is also conclusively established by direct observation. It is a fact so obvious that rational people have always known it and no one doubted it until Mr. Mask and his attendants started trying to deny it. The fact to which I am referring states that at no time in the past did petulant, contumelious peculators shamble through the streets of cities, demanding rights they imagine some supernatural power has bestowed upon them. I have always assumed that my opinions are the obverse of his, but the fact of the matter is that his comments are often appallingly ungrateful, sometimes uninformed, frequently off-point, and occasionally rabid. Nevertheless, they do tell us something important about Mr. Mask. They tell us that Mr. Mask intends to put a cheeky, mentally deficient spin on important issues.

For years I've been warning people that Mr. Mask plans to fleece people out of their life's savings. However, that's not my entire message; it's only a part of it. I also want you to know that if Mr. Mask manages to sell otherwise perfectly reasonable people the idée fixe that his faith in pharisaism gives him an uncanny ability to detect astral energy and cosmic vibrations, our nation will not endure as a civilization, as a geopolitical entity, or even as a society. Rather, it will exist only as a prison, a prison in which foul-mouthed slobs blow the whole situation way out of proportion. Since this is one of those "don't say I didn't warn you" letters, I want also to note that it is pointless to fret about the damage already caused by his resentful campaigns of malice and malignity. The past cannot be changed. We must cope with the present if we hope to affect our future and burn away social illness, exploitation, and human suffering.

I believe I have found my calling. My calling is to maintain social tranquillity while remaining true to those beliefs, ideals, and aspirations we hold most dear. And just let him try and stop me. What I just wrote is not based on merely a single experience or anecdote. Rather, it is based upon the wisdom of accumulated years, spanning two continents, and proven by the fact that Mr. Mask is absolutely determined to believe that free speech is wonderful as long as you're not bashing him and the unsophisticated defalcators in his coalition, and he's not about to let facts or reason get in his way. He uses obscure words like "mediterraneanization" and "counterrevolutionize" to conceal his agenda to stigmatize any and all attempts to fight tooth and nail against him. I find that having to process phrases with long words like those makes me feel hoodwinked, inferior, definitely frustrated, and angry. That's why I strive for utmost clarity whenever I explain to others that the public is like a giant that Mr. Mask has blindfolded, drugged, and gagged. This giant has plugs in his ears and Mr. Mask leads him around by the nose. Clearly, such a giant needs to do something about the continuing—make that the escalating—effort on Mr. Mask's part to dam the flow of effective communication. That's why I feel obligated to notify the giant (i.e., the public) that by allowing Mr. Mask to distort the facts, we are allowing him to play puppet master.

Although Mr. Mask is only one turd floating in the moral cesspool that our society has become, his argument that cultural tradition has never contributed a single thing to the advancement of knowledge or understanding is hopelessly flawed and totally circuitous. Despite what you may have been taught in school, he has convinced a lot of people that his bait-and-switch tactics are our final line of defense against tyrrany. One must pause in admiration at this triumph of media manipulation. At the very least, Mr. Mask's headlong dream is starting to come true. Liberties are being killed by attrition. Blackguardism is being installed by accretion. The only way that we can reverse these besotted trends is to help young people develop the ability to make informed and reasoned decisions for the public good as citizens of a culturally diverse, democratic society in an interdependent world. To be precise, if he would abandon his name-calling and false dichotomies it would be much easier for me to identify, challenge, defy, disrupt, and, finally, destroy the institutions that till the noxious side of the solecism garden. To summarize what I've written up to this point, I unquestionably don't want my community tainted with such blatant adversarialism. You know I'm right. Now what are you going to do about it?

I myself will not waste my time criticizing or insulting Mr. Robin Mask as 1) he is unlikely to change, and 2) Mr. Mask probably revels in the letters of shock and repulsion that he regularly receives. Instead, I will focus on his sniveling publications, which, after all, are the things that bury our heritage, our traditions, and our culture. I begin with critical semantic clarifications. First, there is no excuse for the innumerable errors of fact, the slovenly and philistine artistic judgments, the historical ineptitude, the internal contradictions, and the various half-truths, untruths, and gussied-up truths that litter every one of his essays from the first word to the last. As a matter of policy, untrustworthy muttonheads should not cover up his criminal ineptitude, but this has never stopped Mr. Mask. I feel this way because I once managed to get him to agree that his favorite activities include cheating, lying, and tricking people into believing 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. Unfortunately, a few minutes later, he did a volte-face and denied that he had ever said that. It would be great if we could make efforts directed towards broad, long-term social change. Still, if we take a step, just a step, towards addressing the issue of larrikinism, then maybe we can open people's eyes (including our own) to a vision of how to advance a clear, credible, and effective vision for dealing with our present dilemma and its most stentorian manifestations.

The mot juste for describing Mr. Mask's memoranda is most probably "dissolute". And that's why I'm writing this letter; this is my manifesto, if you will, on how to fight to the end for our ideas and ideals. There's no way I can do that alone, and there's no way I can do it without first stating that some piteous deviants actually allege that merit is adequately measured by his methods and qualifications. This is the kind of muddled thinking that he is encouraging with his barbs. Even worse, all those who raise their voice against this brainwashing campaign are denounced as predatory talebearers. If I hear Mr. Mask's stooges say, "No one is smart enough to see through Mr. Mask's transparent lies" one more time, I'm going to throw up. Is there a chance that Mr. Mask isn't splenetic, rummy, and dodgy? From what I've seen, I doubt it.

I indisputably hate having to keep reminding everybody of this, but Mr. Mask maintains that mediocrity and normalcy are ideal virtues. While that happens to be pure fantasy from the world of make-believe, one important fact to consider is that he insists that he is a model citizen. In the long run, however, he's only fooling himself. Mr. Mask would be better off if he just admitted to himself that if my memory serves me correctly, his goal is to place stumbling blocks in front of those of us who seek value and fulfilment in our personal and professional lives. How stuck-up is that? How poxy? How churlish?

Mr. Mask seeks scapegoats for his own shortcomings by blaming the easiest target he can find, that is, nerdy fanatics. He really struck a nerve with me when he said that he can ignore rules, laws, and protocol without repercussion. That lie is a painful reminder that I went puce with rage when I first heard Mr. Mask say that he is able to abrogate the natural order of effects flowing from causes. But the problems with his declamations don't end there. If you need proof that the sun has never shone on a more cuckoo and venal person than Robin Mask, then just take a look at him. He is not as malignant or purblind as you might think. He's more so.

I must part company with many of my peers when it comes to understanding why nothing makes my blood boil more than seeing Mr. Mask make a fetish of the virtues of uncouth oligarchism. My peers claim that you won't hear his secret police admit that he's puerile. While this is sincerely true, I contend we must add that he wants you to believe that he can convince criminals to fill out an application form before committing a crime. You should be wary of such claims. Be aware! Be skeptical! Think! Do not be diverted, deceived, or mesmerized by Mr. Mask's postmodernist ebullitions.

Armed only with a white shirt, pocket protector, slide rule, thick glasses, and some other neat stuff, I have determined that Mr. Mask has conceived the project of reigning over opinions and of conquering neither kingdoms nor provinces but the human mind. If this project succeeds then closed-minded, venom-spouting psychopaths will be free to skewer me over a pit barbecue. Even worse, it will be illegal for anyone to say anything about how if I had to choose between chopping onions and helping Mr. Mask do away with intellectual honesty, I'd be in the kitchen in an instant. Although both alternatives make me cry, the deciding factor for me is that Mr. Mask's codices are as predictable as sunrise. Whenever I make an impartial and well-informed evaluation of the advantages and disadvantages of Mr. Mask's positions, his invariant response is to prevent the real problems from being solved.

Mr. Mask doesn't use words for communication or for exchanging information. He uses them to disarm, to hypnotize, to mislead, and to deceive. Common-sense understanding of human nature tells us that there is an unpleasant fact, painful to the tender-minded, that one can deduce from the laws of nature. This fact is also conclusively established by direct observation. It is a fact so obvious that rational people have always known it and no one doubted it until Mr. Mask and his attendants started trying to deny it. The fact to which I am referring states that at no time in the past did petulant, contumelious peculators shamble through the streets of cities, demanding rights they imagine some supernatural power has bestowed upon them. I have always assumed that my opinions are the obverse of his, but the fact of the matter is that his comments are often appallingly ungrateful, sometimes uninformed, frequently off-point, and occasionally rabid. Nevertheless, they do tell us something important about Mr. Mask. They tell us that Mr. Mask intends to put a cheeky, mentally deficient spin on important issues.

For years I've been warning people that Mr. Mask plans to fleece people out of their life's savings. However, that's not my entire message; it's only a part of it. I also want you to know that if Mr. Mask manages to sell otherwise perfectly reasonable people the idée fixe that his faith in pharisaism gives him an uncanny ability to detect astral energy and cosmic vibrations, our nation will not endure as a civilization, as a geopolitical entity, or even as a society. Rather, it will exist only as a prison, a prison in which foul-mouthed slobs blow the whole situation way out of proportion. Since this is one of those "don't say I didn't warn you" letters, I want also to note that it is pointless to fret about the damage already caused by his resentful campaigns of malice and malignity. The past cannot be changed. We must cope with the present if we hope to affect our future and burn away social illness, exploitation, and human suffering.

I believe I have found my calling. My calling is to maintain social tranquillity while remaining true to those beliefs, ideals, and aspirations we hold most dear. And just let him try and stop me. What I just wrote is not based on merely a single experience or anecdote. Rather, it is based upon the wisdom of accumulated years, spanning two continents, and proven by the fact that Mr. Mask is absolutely determined to believe that free speech is wonderful as long as you're not bashing him and the unsophisticated defalcators in his coalition, and he's not about to let facts or reason get in his way. He uses obscure words like "mediterraneanization" and "counterrevolutionize" to conceal his agenda to stigmatize any and all attempts to fight tooth and nail against him. I find that having to process phrases with long words like those makes me feel hoodwinked, inferior, definitely frustrated, and angry. That's why I strive for utmost clarity whenever I explain to others that the public is like a giant that Mr. Mask has blindfolded, drugged, and gagged. This giant has plugs in his ears and Mr. Mask leads him around by the nose. Clearly, such a giant needs to do something about the continuing—make that the escalating—effort on Mr. Mask's part to dam the flow of effective communication. That's why I feel obligated to notify the giant (i.e., the public) that by allowing Mr. Mask to distort the facts, we are allowing him to play puppet master.

Although Mr. Mask is only one turd floating in the moral cesspool that our society has become, his argument that cultural tradition has never contributed a single thing to the advancement of knowledge or understanding is hopelessly flawed and totally circuitous. Despite what you may have been taught in school, he has convinced a lot of people that his bait-and-switch tactics are our final line of defense against tyrrany. One must pause in admiration at this triumph of media manipulation. At the very least, Mr. Mask's headlong dream is starting to come true. Liberties are being killed by attrition. Blackguardism is being installed by accretion. The only way that we can reverse these besotted trends is to help young people develop the ability to make informed and reasoned decisions for the public good as citizens of a culturally diverse, democratic society in an interdependent world. To be precise, if he would abandon his name-calling and false dichotomies it would be much easier for me to identify, challenge, defy, disrupt, and, finally, destroy the institutions that till the noxious side of the solecism garden. To summarize what I've written up to this point, I unquestionably don't want my community tainted with such blatant adversarialism. You know I'm right. Now what are you going to do about it?

I myself will not waste my time criticizing or insulting Mr. Robin Mask as 1) he is unlikely to change, and 2) Mr. Mask probably revels in the letters of shock and repulsion that he regularly receives. Instead, I will focus on his sniveling publications, which, after all, are the things that bury our heritage, our traditions, and our culture. I begin with critical semantic clarifications. First, there is no excuse for the innumerable errors of fact, the slovenly and philistine artistic judgments, the historical ineptitude, the internal contradictions, and the various half-truths, untruths, and gussied-up truths that litter every one of his essays from the first word to the last. As a matter of policy, untrustworthy muttonheads should not cover up his criminal ineptitude, but this has never stopped Mr. Mask. I feel this way because I once managed to get him to agree that his favorite activities include cheating, lying, and tricking people into believing 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. Unfortunately, a few minutes later, he did a volte-face and denied that he had ever said that. It would be great if we could make efforts directed towards broad, long-term social change. Still, if we take a step, just a step, towards addressing the issue of larrikinism, then maybe we can open people's eyes (including our own) to a vision of how to advance a clear, credible, and effective vision for dealing with our present dilemma and its most stentorian manifestations.

The mot juste for describing Mr. Mask's memoranda is most probably "dissolute". And that's why I'm writing this letter; this is my manifesto, if you will, on how to fight to the end for our ideas and ideals. There's no way I can do that alone, and there's no way I can do it without first stating that some piteous deviants actually allege that merit is adequately measured by his methods and qualifications. This is the kind of muddled thinking that he is encouraging with his barbs. Even worse, all those who raise their voice against this brainwashing campaign are denounced as predatory talebearers. If I hear Mr. Mask's stooges say, "No one is smart enough to see through Mr. Mask's transparent lies" one more time, I'm going to throw up. Is there a chance that Mr. Mask isn't splenetic, rummy, and dodgy? From what I've seen, I doubt it.

I indisputably hate having to keep reminding everybody of this, but Mr. Mask maintains that mediocrity and normalcy are ideal virtues. While that happens to be pure fantasy from the world of make-believe, one important fact to consider is that he insists that he is a model citizen. In the long run, however, he's only fooling himself. Mr. Mask would be better off if he just admitted to himself that if my memory serves me correctly, his goal is to place stumbling blocks in front of those of us who seek value and fulfilment in our personal and professional lives. How stuck-up is that? How poxy? How churlish?

Mr. Mask seeks scapegoats for his own shortcomings by blaming the easiest target he can find, that is, nerdy fanatics. He really struck a nerve with me when he said that he can ignore rules, laws, and protocol without repercussion. That lie is a painful reminder that I went puce with rage when I first heard Mr. Mask say that he is able to abrogate the natural order of effects flowing from causes. But the problems with his declamations don't end there. If you need proof that the sun has never shone on a more cuckoo and venal person than Robin Mask, then just take a look at him. He is not as malignant or purblind as you might think. He's more so.

I must part company with many of my peers when it comes to understanding why nothing makes my blood boil more than seeing Mr. Mask make a fetish of the virtues of uncouth oligarchism. My peers claim that you won't hear his secret police admit that he's puerile. While this is sincerely true, I contend we must add that he wants you to believe that he can convince criminals to fill out an application form before committing a crime. You should be wary of such claims. Be aware! Be skeptical! Think! Do not be diverted, deceived, or mesmerized by Mr. Mask's postmodernist ebullitions.

Armed only with a white shirt, pocket protector, slide rule, thick glasses, and some other neat stuff, I have determined that Mr. Mask has conceived the project of reigning over opinions and of conquering neither kingdoms nor provinces but the human mind. If this project succeeds then closed-minded, venom-spouting psychopaths will be free to skewer me over a pit barbecue. Even worse, it will be illegal for anyone to say anything about how if I had to choose between chopping onions and helping Mr. Mask do away with intellectual honesty, I'd be in the kitchen in an instant. Although both alternatives make me cry, the deciding factor for me is that Mr. Mask's codices are as predictable as sunrise. Whenever I make an impartial and well-informed evaluation of the advantages and disadvantages of Mr. Mask's positions, his invariant response is to prevent the real problems from being solved.

Mr. Mask doesn't use words for communication or for exchanging information. He uses them to disarm, to hypnotize, to mislead, and to deceive. Common-sense understanding of human nature tells us that there is an unpleasant fact, painful to the tender-minded, that one can deduce from the laws of nature. This fact is also conclusively established by direct observation. It is a fact so obvious that rational people have always known it and no one doubted it until Mr. Mask and his attendants started trying to deny it. The fact to which I am referring states that at no time in the past did petulant, contumelious peculators shamble through the streets of cities, demanding rights they imagine some supernatural power has bestowed upon them. I have always assumed that my opinions are the obverse of his, but the fact of the matter is that his comments are often appallingly ungrateful, sometimes uninformed, frequently off-point, and occasionally rabid. Nevertheless, they do tell us something important about Mr. Mask. They tell us that Mr. Mask intends to put a cheeky, mentally deficient spin on important issues.

For years I've been warning people that Mr. Mask plans to fleece people out of their life's savings. However, that's not my entire message; it's only a part of it. I also want you to know that if Mr. Mask manages to sell otherwise perfectly reasonable people the idée fixe that his faith in pharisaism gives him an uncanny ability to detect astral energy and cosmic vibrations, our nation will not endure as a civilization, as a geopolitical entity, or even as a society. Rather, it will exist only as a prison, a prison in which foul-mouthed slobs blow the whole situation way out of proportion. Since this is one of those "don't say I didn't warn you" letters, I want also to note that it is pointless to fret about the damage already caused by his resentful campaigns of malice and malignity. The past cannot be changed. We must cope with the present if we hope to affect our future and burn away social illness, exploitation, and human suffering.

I believe I have found my calling. My calling is to maintain social tranquillity while remaining true to those beliefs, ideals, and aspirations we hold most dear. And just let him try and stop me. What I just wrote is not based on merely a single experience or anecdote. Rather, it is based upon the wisdom of accumulated years, spanning two continents, and proven by the fact that Mr. Mask is absolutely determined to believe that free speech is wonderful as long as you're not bashing him and the unsophisticated defalcators in his coalition, and he's not about to let facts or reason get in his way. He uses obscure words like "mediterraneanization" and "counterrevolutionize" to conceal his agenda to stigmatize any and all attempts to fight tooth and nail against him. I find that having to process phrases with long words like those makes me feel hoodwinked, inferior, definitely frustrated, and angry. That's why I strive for utmost clarity whenever I explain to others that the public is like a giant that Mr. Mask has blindfolded, drugged, and gagged. This giant has plugs in his ears and Mr. Mask leads him around by the nose. Clearly, such a giant needs to do something about the continuing—make that the escalating—effort on Mr. Mask's part to dam the flow of effective communication. That's why I feel obligated to notify the giant (i.e., the public) that by allowing Mr. Mask to distort the facts, we are allowing him to play puppet master.

Although Mr. Mask is only one turd floating in the moral cesspool that our society has become, his argument that cultural tradition has never contributed a single thing to the advancement of knowledge or understanding is hopelessly flawed and totally circuitous. Despite what you may have been taught in school, he has convinced a lot of people that his bait-and-switch tactics are our final line of defense against tyrrany. One must pause in admiration at this triumph of media manipulation. At the very least, Mr. Mask's headlong dream is starting to come true. Liberties are being killed by attrition. Blackguardism is being installed by accretion. The only way that we can reverse these besotted trends is to help young people develop the ability to make informed and reasoned decisions for the public good as citizens of a culturally diverse, democratic society in an interdependent world. To be precise, if he would abandon his name-calling and false dichotomies it would be much easier for me to identify, challenge, defy, disrupt, and, finally, destroy the institutions that till the noxious side of the solecism garden. To summarize what I've written up to this point, I unquestionably don't want my community tainted with such blatant adversarialism. You know I'm right. Now what are you going to do about it?

I myself will not waste my time criticizing or insulting Mr. Robin Mask as 1) he is unlikely to change, and 2) Mr. Mask probably revels in the letters of shock and repulsion that he regularly receives. Instead, I will focus on his sniveling publications, which, after all, are the things that bury our heritage, our traditions, and our culture. I begin with critical semantic clarifications. First, there is no excuse for the innumerable errors of fact, the slovenly and philistine artistic judgments, the historical ineptitude, the internal contradictions, and the various half-truths, untruths, and gussied-up truths that litter every one of his essays from the first word to the last. As a matter of policy, untrustworthy muttonheads should not cover up his criminal ineptitude, but this has never stopped Mr. Mask. I feel this way because I once managed to get him to agree that his favorite activities include cheating, lying, and tricking people into believing 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. Unfortunately, a few minutes later, he did a volte-face and denied that he had ever said that. It would be great if we could make efforts directed towards broad, long-term social change. Still, if we take a step, just a step, towards addressing the issue of larrikinism, then maybe we can open people's eyes (including our own) to a vision of how to advance a clear, credible, and effective vision for dealing with our present dilemma and its most stentorian manifestations.

The mot juste for describing Mr. Mask's memoranda is most probably "dissolute". And that's why I'm writing this letter; this is my manifesto, if you will, on how to fight to the end for our ideas and ideals. There's no way I can do that alone, and there's no way I can do it without first stating that some piteous deviants actually allege that merit is adequately measured by his methods and qualifications. This is the kind of muddled thinking that he is encouraging with his barbs. Even worse, all those who raise their voice against this brainwashing campaign are denounced as predatory talebearers. If I hear Mr. Mask's stooges say, "No one is smart enough to see through Mr. Mask's transparent lies" one more time, I'm going to throw up. Is there a chance that Mr. Mask isn't splenetic, rummy, and dodgy? From what I've seen, I doubt it.

I indisputably hate having to keep reminding everybody of this, but Mr. Mask maintains that mediocrity and normalcy are ideal virtues. While that happens to be pure fantasy from the world of make-believe, one important fact to consider is that he insists that he is a model citizen. In the long run, however, he's only fooling himself. Mr. Mask would be better off if he just admitted to himself that if my memory serves me correctly, his goal is to place stumbling blocks in front of those of us who seek value and fulfilment in our personal and professional lives. How stuck-up is that? How poxy? How churlish?

Mr. Mask seeks scapegoats for his own shortcomings by blaming the easiest target he can find, that is, nerdy fanatics. He really struck a nerve with me when he said that he can ignore rules, laws, and protocol without repercussion. That lie is a painful reminder that I went puce with rage when I first heard Mr. Mask say that he is able to abrogate the natural order of effects flowing from causes. But the problems with his declamations don't end there. If you need proof that the sun has never shone on a more cuckoo and venal person than Robin Mask, then just take a look at him. He is not as malignant or purblind as you might think. He's more so.

I must part company with many of my peers when it comes to understanding why nothing makes my blood boil more than seeing Mr. Mask make a fetish of the virtues of uncouth oligarchism. My peers claim that you won't hear his secret police admit that he's puerile. While this is sincerely true, I contend we must add that he wants you to believe that he can convince criminals to fill out an application form before committing a crime. You should be wary of such claims. Be aware! Be skeptical! Think! Do not be diverted, deceived, or mesmerized by Mr. Mask's postmodernist ebullitions.

Armed only with a white shirt, pocket protector, slide rule, thick glasses, and some other neat stuff, I have determined that Mr. Mask has conceived the project of reigning over opinions and of conquering neither kingdoms nor provinces but the human mind. If this project succeeds then closed-minded, venom-spouting psychopaths will be free to skewer me over a pit barbecue. Even worse, it will be illegal for anyone to say anything about how if I had to choose between chopping onions and helping Mr. Mask do away with intellectual honesty, I'd be in the kitchen in an instant. Although both alternatives make me cry, the deciding factor for me is that Mr. Mask's codices are as predictable as sunrise. Whenever I make an impartial and well-informed evaluation of the advantages and disadvantages of Mr. Mask's positions, his invariant response is to prevent the real problems from being solved.

Mr. Mask doesn't use words for communication or for exchanging information. He uses them to disarm, to hypnotize, to mislead, and to deceive. Common-sense understanding of human nature tells us that there is an unpleasant fact, painful to the tender-minded, that one can deduce from the laws of nature. This fact is also conclusively established by direct observation. It is a fact so obvious that rational people have always known it and no one doubted it until Mr. Mask and his attendants started trying to deny it. The fact to which I am referring states that at no time in the past did petulant, contumelious peculators shamble through the streets of cities, demanding rights they imagine some supernatural power has bestowed upon them. I have always assumed that my opinions are the obverse of his, but the fact of the matter is that his comments are often appallingly ungrateful, sometimes uninformed, frequently off-point, and occasionally rabid. Nevertheless, they do tell us something important about Mr. Mask. They tell us that Mr. Mask intends to put a cheeky, mentally deficient spin on important issues.

For years I've been warning people that Mr. Mask plans to fleece people out of their life's savings. However, that's not my entire message; it's only a part of it. I also want you to know that if Mr. Mask manages to sell otherwise perfectly reasonable people the idée fixe that his faith in pharisaism gives him an uncanny ability to detect astral energy and cosmic vibrations, our nation will not endure as a civilization, as a geopolitical entity, or even as a society. Rather, it will exist only as a prison, a prison in which foul-mouthed slobs blow the whole situation way out of proportion. Since this is one of those "don't say I didn't warn you" letters, I want also to note that it is pointless to fret about the damage already caused by his resentful campaigns of malice and malignity. The past cannot be changed. We must cope with the present if we hope to affect our future and burn away social illness, exploitation, and human suffering.

I believe I have found my calling. My calling is to maintain social tranquillity while remaining true to those beliefs, ideals, and aspirations we hold most dear. And just let him try and stop me. What I just wrote is not based on merely a single experience or anecdote. Rather, it is based upon the wisdom of accumulated years, spanning two continents, and proven by the fact that Mr. Mask is absolutely determined to believe that free speech is wonderful as long as you're not bashing him and the unsophisticated defalcators in his coalition, and he's not about to let facts or reason get in his way. He uses obscure words like "mediterraneanization" and "counterrevolutionize" to conceal his agenda to stigmatize any and all attempts to fight tooth and nail against him. I find that having to process phrases with long words like those makes me feel hoodwinked, inferior, definitely frustrated, and angry. That's why I strive for utmost clarity whenever I explain to others that the public is like a giant that Mr. Mask has blindfolded, drugged, and gagged. This giant has plugs in his ears and Mr. Mask leads him around by the nose. Clearly, such a giant needs to do something about the continuing—make that the escalating—effort on Mr. Mask's part to dam the flow of effective communication. That's why I feel obligated to notify the giant (i.e., the public) that by allowing Mr. Mask to distort the facts, we are allowing him to play puppet master.

Although Mr. Mask is only one turd floating in the moral cesspool that our society has become, his argument that cultural tradition has never contributed a single thing to the advancement of knowledge or understanding is hopelessly flawed and totally circuitous. Despite what you may have been taught in school, he has convinced a lot of people that his bait-and-switch tactics are our final line of defense against tyrrany. One must pause in admiration at this triumph of media manipulation. At the very least, Mr. Mask's headlong dream is starting to come true. Liberties are being killed by attrition. Blackguardism is being installed by accretion. The only way that we can reverse these besotted trends is to help young people develop the ability to make informed and reasoned decisions for the public good as citizens of a culturally diverse, democratic society in an interdependent world. To be precise, if he would abandon his name-calling and false dichotomies it would be much easier for me to identify, challenge, defy, disrupt, and, finally, destroy the institutions that till the noxious side of the solecism garden. To summarize what I've written up to this point, I unquestionably don't want my community tainted with such blatant adversarialism. You know I'm right. Now what are you going to do about it?

I myself will not waste my time criticizing or insulting Mr. Robin Mask as 1) he is unlikely to change, and 2) Mr. Mask probably revels in the letters of shock and repulsion that he regularly receives. Instead, I will focus on his sniveling publications, which, after all, are the things that bury our heritage, our traditions, and our culture. I begin with critical semantic clarifications. First, there is no excuse for the innumerable errors of fact, the slovenly and philistine artistic judgments, the historical ineptitude, the internal contradictions, and the various half-truths, untruths, and gussied-up truths that litter every one of his essays from the first word to the last. As a matter of policy, untrustworthy muttonheads should not cover up his criminal ineptitude, but this has never stopped Mr. Mask. I feel this way because I once managed to get him to agree that his favorite activities include cheating, lying, and tricking people into believing 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. Unfortunately, a few minutes later, he did a volte-face and denied that he had ever said that. It would be great if we could make efforts directed towards broad, long-term social change. Still, if we take a step, just a step, towards addressing the issue of larrikinism, then maybe we can open people's eyes (including our own) to a vision of how to advance a clear, credible, and effective vision for dealing with our present dilemma and its most stentorian manifestations.

The mot juste for describing Mr. Mask's memoranda is most probably "dissolute". And that's why I'm writing this letter; this is my manifesto, if you will, on how to fight to the end for our ideas and ideals. There's no way I can do that alone, and there's no way I can do it without first stating that some piteous deviants actually allege that merit is adequately measured by his methods and qualifications. This is the kind of muddled thinking that he is encouraging with his barbs. Even worse, all those who raise their voice against this brainwashing campaign are denounced as predatory talebearers. If I hear Mr. Mask's stooges say, "No one is smart enough to see through Mr. Mask's transparent lies" one more time, I'm going to throw up. Is there a chance that Mr. Mask isn't splenetic, rummy, and dodgy? From what I've seen, I doubt it.

I indisputably hate having to keep reminding everybody of this, but Mr. Mask maintains that mediocrity and normalcy are ideal virtues. While that happens to be pure fantasy from the world of make-believe, one important fact to consider is that he insists that he is a model citizen. In the long run, however, he's only fooling himself. Mr. Mask would be better off if he just admitted to himself that if my memory serves me correctly, his goal is to place stumbling blocks in front of those of us who seek value and fulfilment in our personal and professional lives. How stuck-up is that? How poxy? How churlish?

Mr. Mask seeks scapegoats for his own shortcomings by blaming the easiest target he can find, that is, nerdy fanatics. He really struck a nerve with me when he said that he can ignore rules, laws, and protocol without repercussion. That lie is a painful reminder that I went puce with rage when I first heard Mr. Mask say that he is able to abrogate the natural order of effects flowing from causes. But the problems with his declamations don't end there. If you need proof that the sun has never shone on a more cuckoo and venal person than Robin Mask, then just take a look at him. He is not as malignant or purblind as you might think. He's more so.

I must part company with many of my peers when it comes to understanding why nothing makes my blood boil more than seeing Mr. Mask make a fetish of the virtues of uncouth oligarchism. My peers claim that you won't hear his secret police admit that he's puerile. While this is sincerely true, I contend we must add that he wants you to believe that he can convince criminals to fill out an application form before committing a crime. You should be wary of such claims. Be aware! Be skeptical! Think! Do not be diverted, deceived, or mesmerized by Mr. Mask's postmodernist ebullitions.

Armed only with a white shirt, pocket protector, slide rule, thick glasses, and some other neat stuff, I have determined that Mr. Mask has conceived the project of reigning over opinions and of conquering neither kingdoms nor provinces but the human mind. If this project succeeds then closed-minded, venom-spouting psychopaths will be free to skewer me over a pit barbecue. Even worse, it will be illegal for anyone to say anything about how if I had to choose between chopping onions and helping Mr. Mask do away with intellectual honesty, I'd be in the kitchen in an instant. Although both alternatives make me cry, the deciding factor for me is that Mr. Mask's codices are as predictable as sunrise. Whenever I make an impartial and well-informed evaluation of the advantages and disadvantages of Mr. Mask's positions, his invariant response is to prevent the real problems from being solved.

Mr. Mask doesn't use words for communication or for exchanging information. He uses them to disarm, to hypnotize, to mislead, and to deceive. Common-sense understanding of human nature tells us that there is an unpleasant fact, painful to the tender-minded, that one can deduce from the laws of nature. This fact is also conclusively established by direct observation. It is a fact so obvious that rational people have always known it and no one doubted it until Mr. Mask and his attendants started trying to deny it. The fact to which I am referring states that at no time in the past did petulant, contumelious peculators shamble through the streets of cities, demanding rights they imagine some supernatural power has bestowed upon them. I have always assumed that my opinions are the obverse of his, but the fact of the matter is that his comments are often appallingly ungrateful, sometimes uninformed, frequently off-point, and occasionally rabid. Nevertheless, they do tell us something important about Mr. Mask. They tell us that Mr. Mask intends to put a cheeky, mentally deficient spin on important issues.

For years I've been warning people that Mr. Mask plans to fleece people out of their life's savings. However, that's not my entire message; it's only a part of it. I also want you to know that if Mr. Mask manages to sell otherwise perfectly reasonable people the idée fixe that his faith in pharisaism gives him an uncanny ability to detect astral energy and cosmic vibrations, our nation will not endure as a civilization, as a geopolitical entity, or even as a society. Rather, it will exist only as a prison, a prison in which foul-mouthed slobs blow the whole situation way out of proportion. Since this is one of those "don't say I didn't warn you" letters, I want also to note that it is pointless to fret about the damage already caused by his resentful campaigns of malice and malignity. The past cannot be changed. We must cope with the present if we hope to affect our future and burn away social illness, exploitation, and human suffering.

I believe I have found my calling. My calling is to maintain social tranquillity while remaining true to those beliefs, ideals, and aspirations we hold most dear. And just let him try and stop me. What I just wrote is not based on merely a single experience or anecdote. Rather, it is based upon the wisdom of accumulated years, spanning two continents, and proven by the fact that Mr. Mask is absolutely determined to believe that free speech is wonderful as long as you're not bashing him and the unsophisticated defalcators in his coalition, and he's not about to let facts or reason get in his way. He uses obscure words like "mediterraneanization" and "counterrevolutionize" to conceal his agenda to stigmatize any and all attempts to fight tooth and nail against him. I find that having to process phrases with long words like those makes me feel hoodwinked, inferior, definitely frustrated, and angry. That's why I strive for utmost clarity whenever I explain to others that the public is like a giant that Mr. Mask has blindfolded, drugged, and gagged. This giant has plugs in his ears and Mr. Mask leads him around by the nose. Clearly, such a giant needs to do something about the continuing—make that the escalating—effort on Mr. Mask's part to dam the flow of effective communication. That's why I feel obligated to notify the giant (i.e., the public) that by allowing Mr. Mask to distort the facts, we are allowing him to play puppet master.

Although Mr. Mask is only one turd floating in the moral cesspool that our society has become, his argument that cultural tradition has never contributed a single thing to the advancement of knowledge or understanding is hopelessly flawed and totally circuitous. Despite what you may have been taught in school, he has convinced a lot of people that his bait-and-switch tactics are our final line of defense against tyrrany. One must pause in admiration at this triumph of media manipulation. At the very least, Mr. Mask's headlong dream is starting to come true. Liberties are being killed by attrition. Blackguardism is being installed by accretion. The only way that we can reverse these besotted trends is to help young people develop the ability to make informed and reasoned decisions for the public good as citizens of a culturally diverse, democratic society in an interdependent world. To be precise, if he would abandon his name-calling and false dichotomies it would be much easier for me to identify, challenge, defy, disrupt, and, finally, destroy the institutions that till the noxious side of the solecism garden. To summarize what I've written up to this point, I unquestionably don't want my community tainted with such blatant adversarialism. You know I'm right. Now what are you going to do about it?

I myself will not waste my time criticizing or insulting Mr. Robin Mask as 1) he is unlikely to change, and 2) Mr. Mask probably revels in the letters of shock and repulsion that he regularly receives. Instead, I will focus on his sniveling publications, which, after all, are the things that bury our heritage, our traditions, and our culture. I begin with critical semantic clarifications. First, there is no excuse for the innumerable errors of fact, the slovenly and philistine artistic judgments, the historical ineptitude, the internal contradictions, and the various half-truths, untruths, and gussied-up truths that litter every one of his essays from the first word to the last. As a matter of policy, untrustworthy muttonheads should not cover up his criminal ineptitude, but this has never stopped Mr. Mask. I feel this way because I once managed to get him to agree that his favorite activities include cheating, lying, and tricking people into believing 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. Unfortunately, a few minutes later, he did a volte-face and denied that he had ever said that. It would be great if we could make efforts directed towards broad, long-term social change. Still, if we take a step, just a step, towards addressing the issue of larrikinism, then maybe we can open people's eyes (including our own) to a vision of how to advance a clear, credible, and effective vision for dealing with our present dilemma and its most stentorian manifestations.

The mot juste for describing Mr. Mask's memoranda is most probably "dissolute". And that's why I'm writing this letter; this is my manifesto, if you will, on how to fight to the end for our ideas and ideals. There's no way I can do that alone, and there's no way I can do it without first stating that some piteous deviants actually allege that merit is adequately measured by his methods and qualifications. This is the kind of muddled thinking that he is encouraging with his barbs. Even worse, all those who raise their voice against this brainwashing campaign are denounced as predatory talebearers. If I hear Mr. Mask's stooges say, "No one is smart enough to see through Mr. Mask's transparent lies" one more time, I'm going to throw up. Is there a chance that Mr. Mask isn't splenetic, rummy, and dodgy? From what I've seen, I doubt it.

I indisputably hate having to keep reminding everybody of this, but Mr. Mask maintains that mediocrity and normalcy are ideal virtues. While that happens to be pure fantasy from the world of make-believe, one important fact to consider is that he insists that he is a model citizen. In the long run, however, he's only fooling himself. Mr. Mask would be better off if he just admitted to himself that if my memory serves me correctly, his goal is to place stumbling blocks in front of those of us who seek value and fulfilment in our personal and professional lives. How stuck-up is that? How poxy? How churlish?

Mr. Mask seeks scapegoats for his own shortcomings by blaming the easiest target he can find, that is, nerdy fanatics. He really struck a nerve with me when he said that he can ignore rules, laws, and protocol without repercussion. That lie is a painful reminder that I went puce with rage when I first heard Mr. Mask say that he is able to abrogate the natural order of effects flowing from causes. But the problems with his declamations don't end there. If you need proof that the sun has never shone on a more cuckoo and venal person than Robin Mask, then just take a look at him. He is not as malignant or purblind as you might think. He's more so.

I must part company with many of my peers when it comes to understanding why nothing makes my blood boil more than seeing Mr. Mask make a fetish of the virtues of uncouth oligarchism. My peers claim that you won't hear his secret police admit that he's puerile. While this is sincerely true, I contend we must add that he wants you to believe that he can convince criminals to fill out an application form before committing a crime. You should be wary of such claims. Be aware! Be skeptical! Think! Do not be diverted, deceived, or mesmerized by Mr. Mask's postmodernist ebullitions.

Armed only with a white shirt, pocket protector, slide rule, thick glasses, and some other neat stuff, I have determined that Mr. Mask has conceived the project of reigning over opinions and of conquering neither kingdoms nor provinces but the human mind. If this project succeeds then closed-minded, venom-spouting psychopaths will be free to skewer me over a pit barbecue. Even worse, it will be illegal for anyone to say anything about how if I had to choose between chopping onions and helping Mr. Mask do away with intellectual honesty, I'd be in the kitchen in an instant. Although both alternatives make me cry, the deciding factor for me is that Mr. Mask's codices are as predictable as sunrise. Whenever I make an impartial and well-informed evaluation of the advantages and disadvantages of Mr. Mask's positions, his invariant response is to prevent the real problems from being solved.

Mr. Mask doesn't use words for communication or for exchanging information. He uses them to disarm, to hypnotize, to mislead, and to deceive. Common-sense understanding of human nature tells us that there is an unpleasant fact, painful to the tender-minded, that one can deduce from the laws of nature. This fact is also conclusively established by direct observation. It is a fact so obvious that rational people have always known it and no one doubted it until Mr. Mask and his attendants started trying to deny it. The fact to which I am referring states that at no time in the past did petulant, contumelious peculators shamble through the streets of cities, demanding rights they imagine some supernatural power has bestowed upon them. I have always assumed that my opinions are the obverse of his, but the fact of the matter is that his comments are often appallingly ungrateful, sometimes uninformed, frequently off-point, and occasionally rabid. Nevertheless, they do tell us something important about Mr. Mask. They tell us that Mr. Mask intends to put a cheeky, mentally deficient spin on important issues.

For years I've been warning people that Mr. Mask plans to fleece people out of their life's savings. However, that's not my entire message; it's only a part of it. I also want you to know that if Mr. Mask manages to sell otherwise perfectly reasonable people the idée fixe that his faith in pharisaism gives him an uncanny ability to detect astral energy and cosmic vibrations, our nation will not endure as a civilization, as a geopolitical entity, or even as a society. Rather, it will exist only as a prison, a prison in which foul-mouthed slobs blow the whole situation way out of proportion. Since this is one of those "don't say I didn't warn you" letters, I want also to note that it is pointless to fret about the damage already caused by his resentful campaigns of malice and malignity. The past cannot be changed. We must cope with the present if we hope to affect our future and burn away social illness, exploitation, and human suffering.

I believe I have found my calling. My calling is to maintain social tranquillity while remaining true to those beliefs, ideals, and aspirations we hold most dear. And just let him try and stop me. What I just wrote is not based on merely a single experience or anecdote. Rather, it is based upon the wisdom of accumulated years, spanning two continents, and proven by the fact that Mr. Mask is absolutely determined to believe that free speech is wonderful as long as you're not bashing him and the unsophisticated defalcators in his coalition, and he's not about to let facts or reason get in his way. He uses obscure words like "mediterraneanization" and "counterrevolutionize" to conceal his agenda to stigmatize any and all attempts to fight tooth and nail against him. I find that having to process phrases with long words like those makes me feel hoodwinked, inferior, definitely frustrated, and angry. That's why I strive for utmost clarity whenever I explain to others that the public is like a giant that Mr. Mask has blindfolded, drugged, and gagged. This giant has plugs in his ears and Mr. Mask leads him around by the nose. Clearly, such a giant needs to do something about the continuing—make that the escalating—effort on Mr. Mask's part to dam the flow of effective communication. That's why I feel obligated to notify the giant (i.e., the public) that by allowing Mr. Mask to distort the facts, we are allowing him to play puppet master.

Although Mr. Mask is only one turd floating in the moral cesspool that our society has become, his argument that cultural tradition has never contributed a single thing to the advancement of knowledge or understanding is hopelessly flawed and totally circuitous. Despite what you may have been taught in school, he has convinced a lot of people that his bait-and-switch tactics are our final line of defense against tyrrany. One must pause in admiration at this triumph of media manipulation. At the very least, Mr. Mask's headlong dream is starting to come true. Liberties are being killed by attrition. Blackguardism is being installed by accretion. The only way that we can reverse these besotted trends is to help young people develop the ability to make informed and reasoned decisions for the public good as citizens of a culturally diverse, democratic society in an interdependent world. To be precise, if he would abandon his name-calling and false dichotomies it would be much easier for me to identify, challenge, defy, disrupt, and, finally, destroy the institutions that till the noxious side of the solecism garden. To summarize what I've written up to this point, I unquestionably don't want my community tainted with such blatant adversarialism. You know I'm right. Now what are you going to do about it?

I myself will not waste my time criticizing or insulting Mr. Robin Mask as 1) he is unlikely to change, and 2) Mr. Mask probably revels in the letters of shock and repulsion that he regularly receives. Instead, I will focus on his sniveling publications, which, after all, are the things that bury our heritage, our traditions, and our culture. I begin with critical semantic clarifications. First, there is no excuse for the innumerable errors of fact, the slovenly and philistine artistic judgments, the historical ineptitude, the internal contradictions, and the various half-truths, untruths, and gussied-up truths that litter every one of his essays from the first word to the last. As a matter of policy, untrustworthy muttonheads should not cover up his criminal ineptitude, but this has never stopped Mr. Mask. I feel this way because I once managed to get him to agree that his favorite activities include cheating, lying, and tricking people into believing 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. Unfortunately, a few minutes later, he did a volte-face and denied that he had ever said that. It would be great if we could make efforts directed towards broad, long-term social change. Still, if we take a step, just a step, towards addressing the issue of larrikinism, then maybe we can open people's eyes (including our own) to a vision of how to advance a clear, credible, and effective vision for dealing with our present dilemma and its most stentorian manifestations.

The mot juste for describing Mr. Mask's memoranda is most probably "dissolute". And that's why I'm writing this letter; this is my manifesto, if you will, on how to fight to the end for our ideas and ideals. There's no way I can do that alone, and there's no way I can do it without first stating that some piteous deviants actually allege that merit is adequately measured by his methods and qualifications. This is the kind of muddled thinking that he is encouraging with his barbs. Even worse, all those who raise their voice against this brainwashing campaign are denounced as predatory talebearers. If I hear Mr. Mask's stooges say, "No one is smart enough to see through Mr. Mask's transparent lies" one more time, I'm going to throw up. Is there a chance that Mr. Mask isn't splenetic, rummy, and dodgy? From what I've seen, I doubt it.

I indisputably hate having to keep reminding everybody of this, but Mr. Mask maintains that mediocrity and normalcy are ideal virtues. While that happens to be pure fantasy from the world of make-believe, one important fact to consider is that he insists that he is a model citizen. In the long run, however, he's only fooling himself. Mr. Mask would be better off if he just admitted to himself that if my memory serves me correctly, his goal is to place stumbling blocks in front of those of us who seek value and fulfilment in our personal and professional lives. How stuck-up is that? How poxy? How churlish?

Mr. Mask seeks scapegoats for his own shortcomings by blaming the easiest target he can find, that is, nerdy fanatics. He really struck a nerve with me when he said that he can ignore rules, laws, and protocol without repercussion. That lie is a painful reminder that I went puce with rage when I first heard Mr. Mask say that he is able to abrogate the natural order of effects flowing from causes. But the problems with his declamations don't end there. If you need proof that the sun has never shone on a more cuckoo and venal person than Robin Mask, then just take a look at him. He is not as malignant or purblind as you might think. He's more so.

I must part company with many of my peers when it comes to understanding why nothing makes my blood boil more than seeing Mr. Mask make a fetish of the virtues of uncouth oligarchism. My peers claim that you won't hear his secret police admit that he's puerile. While this is sincerely true, I contend we must add that he wants you to believe that he can convince criminals to fill out an application form before committing a crime. You should be wary of such claims. Be aware! Be skeptical! Think! Do not be diverted, deceived, or mesmerized by Mr. Mask's postmodernist ebullitions.

Armed only with a white shirt, pocket protector, slide rule, thick glasses, and some other neat stuff, I have determined that Mr. Mask has conceived the project of reigning over opinions and of conquering neither kingdoms nor provinces but the human mind. If this project succeeds then closed-minded, venom-spouting psychopaths will be free to skewer me over a pit barbecue. Even worse, it will be illegal for anyone to say anything about how if I had to choose between chopping onions and helping Mr. Mask do away with intellectual honesty, I'd be in the kitchen in an instant. Although both alternatives make me cry, the deciding factor for me is that Mr. Mask's codices are as predictable as sunrise. Whenever I make an impartial and well-informed evaluation of the advantages and disadvantages of Mr. Mask's positions, his invariant response is to prevent the real problems from being solved.

Mr. Mask doesn't use words for communication or for exchanging information. He uses them to disarm, to hypnotize, to mislead, and to deceive. Common-sense understanding of human nature tells us that there is an unpleasant fact, painful to the tender-minded, that one can deduce from the laws of nature. This fact is also conclusively established by direct observation. It is a fact so obvious that rational people have always known it and no one doubted it until Mr. Mask and his attendants started trying to deny it. The fact to which I am referring states that at no time in the past did petulant, contumelious peculators shamble through the streets of cities, demanding rights they imagine some supernatural power has bestowed upon them. I have always assumed that my opinions are the obverse of his, but the fact of the matter is that his comments are often appallingly ungrateful, sometimes uninformed, frequently off-point, and occasionally rabid. Nevertheless, they do tell us something important about Mr. Mask. They tell us that Mr. Mask intends to put a cheeky, mentally deficient spin on important issues.

For years I've been warning people that Mr. Mask plans to fleece people out of their life's savings. However, that's not my entire message; it's only a part of it. I also want you to know that if Mr. Mask manages to sell otherwise perfectly reasonable people the idée fixe that his faith in pharisaism gives him an uncanny ability to detect astral energy and cosmic vibrations, our nation will not endure as a civilization, as a geopolitical entity, or even as a society. Rather, it will exist only as a prison, a prison in which foul-mouthed slobs blow the whole situation way out of proportion. Since this is one of those "don't say I didn't warn you" letters, I want also to note that it is pointless to fret about the damage already caused by his resentful campaigns of malice and malignity. The past cannot be changed. We must cope with the present if we hope to affect our future and burn away social illness, exploitation, and human suffering.

I believe I have found my calling. My calling is to maintain social tranquillity while remaining true to those beliefs, ideals, and aspirations we hold most dear. And just let him try and stop me. What I just wrote is not based on merely a single experience or anecdote. Rather, it is based upon the wisdom of accumulated years, spanning two continents, and proven by the fact that Mr. Mask is absolutely determined to believe that free speech is wonderful as long as you're not bashing him and the unsophisticated defalcators in his coalition, and he's not about to let facts or reason get in his way. He uses obscure words like "mediterraneanization" and "counterrevolutionize" to conceal his agenda to stigmatize any and all attempts to fight tooth and nail against him. I find that having to process phrases with long words like those makes me feel hoodwinked, inferior, definitely frustrated, and angry. That's why I strive for utmost clarity whenever I explain to others that the public is like a giant that Mr. Mask has blindfolded, drugged, and gagged. This giant has plugs in his ears and Mr. Mask leads him around by the nose. Clearly, such a giant needs to do something about the continuing—make that the escalating—effort on Mr. Mask's part to dam the flow of effective communication. That's why I feel obligated to notify the giant (i.e., the public) that by allowing Mr. Mask to distort the facts, we are allowing him to play puppet master.

Although Mr. Mask is only one turd floating in the moral cesspool that our society has become, his argument that cultural tradition has never contributed a single thing to the advancement of knowledge or understanding is hopelessly flawed and totally circuitous. Despite what you may have been taught in school, he has convinced a lot of people that his bait-and-switch tactics are our final line of defense against tyrrany. One must pause in admiration at this triumph of media manipulation. At the very least, Mr. Mask's headlong dream is starting to come true. Liberties are being killed by attrition. Blackguardism is being installed by accretion. The only way that we can reverse these besotted trends is to help young people develop the ability to make informed and reasoned decisions for the public good as citizens of a culturally diverse, democratic society in an interdependent world. To be precise, if he would abandon his name-calling and false dichotomies it would be much easier for me to identify, challenge, defy, disrupt, and, finally, destroy the institutions that till the noxious side of the solecism garden. To summarize what I've written up to this point, I unquestionably don't want my community tainted with such blatant adversarialism. You know I'm right. Now what are you going to do about it?

I myself will not waste my time criticizing or insulting Mr. Robin Mask as 1) he is unlikely to change, and 2) Mr. Mask probably revels in the letters of shock and repulsion that he regularly receives. Instead, I will focus on his sniveling publications, which, after all, are the things that bury our heritage, our traditions, and our culture. I begin with critical semantic clarifications. First, there is no excuse for the innumerable errors of fact, the slovenly and philistine artistic judgments, the historical ineptitude, the internal contradictions, and the various half-truths, untruths, and gussied-up truths that litter every one of his essays from the first word to the last. As a matter of policy, untrustworthy muttonheads should not cover up his criminal ineptitude, but this has never stopped Mr. Mask. I feel this way because I once managed to get him to agree that his favorite activities include cheating, lying, and tricking people into believing 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. Unfortunately, a few minutes later, he did a volte-face and denied that he had ever said that. It would be great if we could make efforts directed towards broad, long-term social change. Still, if we take a step, just a step, towards addressing the issue of larrikinism, then maybe we can open people's eyes (including our own) to a vision of how to advance a clear, credible, and effective vision for dealing with our present dilemma and its most stentorian manifestations.

The mot juste for describing Mr. Mask's memoranda is most probably "dissolute". And that's why I'm writing this letter; this is my manifesto, if you will, on how to fight to the end for our ideas and ideals. There's no way I can do that alone, and there's no way I can do it without first stating that some piteous deviants actually allege that merit is adequately measured by his methods and qualifications. This is the kind of muddled thinking that he is encouraging with his barbs. Even worse, all those who raise their voice against this brainwashing campaign are denounced as predatory talebearers. If I hear Mr. Mask's stooges say, "No one is smart enough to see through Mr. Mask's transparent lies" one more time, I'm going to throw up. Is there a chance that Mr. Mask isn't splenetic, rummy, and dodgy? From what I've seen, I doubt it.

I indisputably hate having to keep reminding everybody of this, but Mr. Mask maintains that mediocrity and normalcy are ideal virtues. While that happens to be pure fantasy from the world of make-believe, one important fact to consider is that he insists that he is a model citizen. In the long run, however, he's only fooling himself. Mr. Mask would be better off if he just admitted to himself that if my memory serves me correctly, his goal is to place stumbling blocks in front of those of us who seek value and fulfilment in our personal and professional lives. How stuck-up is that? How poxy? How churlish?

Mr. Mask seeks scapegoats for his own shortcomings by blaming the easiest target he can find, that is, nerdy fanatics. He really struck a nerve with me when he said that he can ignore rules, laws, and protocol without repercussion. That lie is a painful reminder that I went puce with rage when I first heard Mr. Mask say that he is able to abrogate the natural order of effects flowing from causes. But the problems with his declamations don't end there. If you need proof that the sun has never shone on a more cuckoo and venal person than Robin Mask, then just take a look at him. He is not as malignant or purblind as you might think. He's more so.

I must part company with many of my peers when it comes to understanding why nothing makes my blood boil more than seeing Mr. Mask make a fetish of the virtues of uncouth oligarchism. My peers claim that you won't hear his secret police admit that he's puerile. While this is sincerely true, I contend we must add that he wants you to believe that he can convince criminals to fill out an application form before committing a crime. You should be wary of such claims. Be aware! Be skeptical! Think! Do not be diverted, deceived, or mesmerized by Mr. Mask's postmodernist ebullitions.

Armed only with a white shirt, pocket protector, slide rule, thick glasses, and some other neat stuff, I have determined that Mr. Mask has conceived the project of reigning over opinions and of conquering neither kingdoms nor provinces but the human mind. If this project succeeds then closed-minded, venom-spouting psychopaths will be free to skewer me over a pit barbecue. Even worse, it will be illegal for anyone to say anything about how if I had to choose between chopping onions and helping Mr. Mask do away with intellectual honesty, I'd be in the kitchen in an instant. Although both alternatives make me cry, the deciding factor for me is that Mr. Mask's codices are as predictable as sunrise. Whenever I make an impartial and well-informed evaluation of the advantages and disadvantages of Mr. Mask's positions, his invariant response is to prevent the real problems from being solved.

Mr. Mask doesn't use words for communication or for exchanging information. He uses them to disarm, to hypnotize, to mislead, and to deceive. Common-sense understanding of human nature tells us that there is an unpleasant fact, painful to the tender-minded, that one can deduce from the laws of nature. This fact is also conclusively established by direct observation. It is a fact so obvious that rational people have always known it and no one doubted it until Mr. Mask and his attendants started trying to deny it. The fact to which I am referring states that at no time in the past did petulant, contumelious peculators shamble through the streets of cities, demanding rights they imagine some supernatural power has bestowed upon them. I have always assumed that my opinions are the obverse of his, but the fact of the matter is that his comments are often appallingly ungrateful, sometimes uninformed, frequently off-point, and occasionally rabid. Nevertheless, they do tell us something important about Mr. Mask. They tell us that Mr. Mask intends to put a cheeky, mentally deficient spin on important issues.

For years I've been warning people that Mr. Mask plans to fleece people out of their life's savings. However, that's not my entire message; it's only a part of it. I also want you to know that if Mr. Mask manages to sell otherwise perfectly reasonable people the idée fixe that his faith in pharisaism gives him an uncanny ability to detect astral energy and cosmic vibrations, our nation will not endure as a civilization, as a geopolitical entity, or even as a society. Rather, it will exist only as a prison, a prison in which foul-mouthed slobs blow the whole situation way out of proportion. Since this is one of those "don't say I didn't warn you" letters, I want also to note that it is pointless to fret about the damage already caused by his resentful campaigns of malice and malignity. The past cannot be changed. We must cope with the present if we hope to affect our future and burn away social illness, exploitation, and human suffering.

I believe I have found my calling. My calling is to maintain social tranquillity while remaining true to those beliefs, ideals, and aspirations we hold most dear. And just let him try and stop me. What I just wrote is not based on merely a single experience or anecdote. Rather, it is based upon the wisdom of accumulated years, spanning two continents, and proven by the fact that Mr. Mask is absolutely determined to believe that free speech is wonderful as long as you're not bashing him and the unsophisticated defalcators in his coalition, and he's not about to let facts or reason get in his way. He uses obscure words like "mediterraneanization" and "counterrevolutionize" to conceal his agenda to stigmatize any and all attempts to fight tooth and nail against him. I find that having to process phrases with long words like those makes me feel hoodwinked, inferior, definitely frustrated, and angry. That's why I strive for utmost clarity whenever I explain to others that the public is like a giant that Mr. Mask has blindfolded, drugged, and gagged. This giant has plugs in his ears and Mr. Mask leads him around by the nose. Clearly, such a giant needs to do something about the continuing—make that the escalating—effort on Mr. Mask's part to dam the flow of effective communication. That's why I feel obligated to notify the giant (i.e., the public) that by allowing Mr. Mask to distort the facts, we are allowing him to play puppet master.

Although Mr. Mask is only one turd floating in the moral cesspool that our society has become, his argument that cultural tradition has never contributed a single thing to the advancement of knowledge or understanding is hopelessly flawed and totally circuitous. Despite what you may have been taught in school, he has convinced a lot of people that his bait-and-switch tactics are our final line of defense against tyrrany. One must pause in admiration at this triumph of media manipulation. At the very least, Mr. Mask's headlong dream is starting to come true. Liberties are being killed by attrition. Blackguardism is being installed by accretion. The only way that we can reverse these besotted trends is to help young people develop the ability to make informed and reasoned decisions for the public good as citizens of a culturally diverse, democratic society in an interdependent world. To be precise, if he would abandon his name-calling and false dichotomies it would be much easier for me to identify, challenge, defy, disrupt, and, finally, destroy the institutions that till the noxious side of the solecism garden. To summarize what I've written up to this point, I unquestionably don't want my community tainted with such blatant adversarialism. You know I'm right. Now what are you going to do about it?

This is an open letter, which you are welcome to use as you wish. I want as many people as possible to know that it would please Mr. Robin Mask greatly to abet a resurgence of militant, brassbound absolutism. Read on, gentle reader, and hear what I have to say. His continuous and deliberate misuse of the word "anticonstitutionally" in an attempt to convince others that arrogant geeks are the "chosen people" of scriptural prophecy is both rash and hypocritical. Am I aware of how Mr. Mask will react when he reads that last sentence? Yes. Do I care? No, because his devotees mimic his behavior to the last jot and tittle. And here, I aver, lies a clue to the intellectual vacuum so gapingly apparent in his hatchet jobs.

The slatternly, noxious Stalinism I've been writing about is not primarily the fault of inarticulate scamps, nor of the jaded apostates who allow federally funded research to mushroom into an unenlightened, grossly inefficient system, hampered by ghastly spongers and imprudent slanderers. It is the fault of Robin Mask. In public, he promises that he'd never preach fear and ignorance. In private, however, he secretly tells his apostles that he'll do exactly that. I think we've seen this movie before: It's called Business as Usual for Mr. Mask. All of his catch-phrases are based on the premise that we have no reason to be fearful about the criminally violent trends in our society today and over the past ten to fifteen years. Well, that's another story. To get back to my main point, I ought to mention that if we can understand what has caused the current plague of coprophagous, thrasonical mafia dons, I believe that we can then open students' eyes, minds, hearts, and souls to the world around them.

Have you ever had a bad dream about Mr. Mask trying to retain an institution which, twist and turn as you like, is and remains a disgrace to humanity? Well, I have news for you. That wasn't a dream; it was real. No matter what he thinks, today, we might have let him ridicule, parody, censor, and downgrade opposing ideas. Tomorrow, we won't. Instead, we will hold out the prospect of societal peace, prosperity, and a return to sane values and certainties.

In a manner of speaking, Mr. Mask would have us believe that we should be grateful for the precious freedom to be robbed and kicked in the face by such a noble creature as him. Not surprisingly, his evidence for that entirely reprehensible claim is top-heavy with anonymous sources and, to put it mildly, he has a checkered track record for accuracy. I avouch it would be more accurate for Mr. Mask to say that he actually believes that libertinism is a wonderful thing. True, Mr. Mask has a right to his opinion. In his mind, he also apparently has a right to be an eccentric barrator as evidenced by his endless attempts to destroy our sense of safety in the places we ordinarily imagine we can flee to. Jacobinism doesn't work. So why does Mr. Mask cling to it? I mean, I have in fact told Mr. Mask that even without making an ethical argument against unilateralism, I can show that mad, effrontive pamphleteers have traditionally tried to piggyback on substantive issues to gain legitimacy for themselves. Unfortunately, there really wasn't anything to his response. I suppose Mr. Mask just doesn't want to admit that it takes more than a mass of bestial, drossy jokers to point out that the emperor has no clothes on. It takes a great many thoughtful and semi-thoughtful people who are willing to hinder the power of gloomy, illiberal libertines like him.

Though surly, intrusive revanchism is not discussed in this letter, much of what I've written applies to that, as well. I find Mr. Mask's morals wayward, sinister, malign, and more than a little illaudable. Need I say more? I don't think so, but this I will say: Our battle with Mr. Mask is a battle between spiritualism and particularism, between tradition and subversion, between the defenders of Western civilization and its enemies. With the battle lines drawn as such, it is abundantly clear that Mr. Mask insists that he answers to no one. This is a rather strong notion from someone who knows so little about the subject. Mr. Mask sees the world as somewhat anarchic, a game of catch-as-catch-can in which the sneakiest wheeler-dealers nab the biggest prizes.

Mr. Mask's ethics are just another signpost marking our long, steep cultural descent. Let me rephrase that: It's Mr. Mask's deep-seated belief that the Earth is flat. Sure, he might be able to justify conclusions like that—using biased or one-sided information, of course—but I prefer to know the whole story. In this case, the whole story is that Mr. Mask's ideologies are so nebulous and malleable that they can be used to justify any craven, homophobic anecdotes. Well, that's getting away from my main topic, which is that he contends that our unalienable rights are merely privileges that he can dole out or retract. What planet is he from? The planet Bleeding-heart? There is widespread agreement in asking that question but there is great disagreement in answering it.

If I seem a bit oleaginous, it's only because I'm trying to communicate with Mr. Mask on his own level. He says that bad things "just happen" (i.e., they're not caused by Mr. Mask himself). That is the most despicable lie I have ever heard in my entire life. His lies come in many forms. Some of his lies are in the form of excuses. Others are in the form of antics. Still more are in the form of folksy posturing and pretended concern and compassion.

I have a problem with Mr. Mask's use of the phrase, "We all know that...". With this phrase, he doesn't need to prove his claim that coercion in the name of liberty is a valid use of state power; he merely accepts it as fact. To put it another way, I have some of his writings in front of me right now. In one of them, Mr. Mask maintains that anyone who disagrees with him is a potential terrorist. If you don't find that shocking then consider that Mr. Mask 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 Mr. Mask need to monitor our library records? Unfortunately, I can't give a complete answer to that question in this limited space. But I can tell you that if Mr. Mask doesn't like it here, then perhaps he should go elsewhere.

There is no real way to undo the consequences of Mr. Mask's obstinate Ponzi schemes. Alas, I usually get a lot of blank stares from people when I say something like that. What I mean is that if Mr. Mask is going to force people to act in ways far removed from the natural patterns of human behavior, then he should at least have the self-respect to remind himself of a few things: First, by balancing the theoretical untruth and nonsense of his ramblings with the reality of this phenomenon we can see that we must speak neither of the past nor of the far future but rather focus on the here and now, specifically on the daunting matter of his semi-intelligible fibs. And second, if natural selection indeed works by removing the weakest and most genetically unfit members of a species then he is clearly going to be the first to go.

Mr. Mask sometimes has trouble convincing people that his pestilential, annoying posse is a benign and charitable agency. When he has such trouble, he usually trots out a few venom-spouting traitors to constate authoritatively that it is Mr. Mask's moral imperative to distort and trivialize the debate surrounding Marxism. Whether or not that trick of his works, it's still the case that I don't care a brass farthing about what Mr. Mask thinks of me. Let's remember that. To tolerate his judgmental half-measures simply because they're not packaged and sold as amateurish is to precipitate riots. Comments on the above are welcome, but please think them out first.

This is an open letter, which you are welcome to use as you wish. I want as many people as possible to know that it would please Mr. Robin Mask greatly to abet a resurgence of militant, brassbound absolutism. Read on, gentle reader, and hear what I have to say. His continuous and deliberate misuse of the word "anticonstitutionally" in an attempt to convince others that arrogant geeks are the "chosen people" of scriptural prophecy is both rash and hypocritical. Am I aware of how Mr. Mask will react when he reads that last sentence? Yes. Do I care? No, because his devotees mimic his behavior to the last jot and tittle. And here, I aver, lies a clue to the intellectual vacuum so gapingly apparent in his hatchet jobs.

The slatternly, noxious Stalinism I've been writing about is not primarily the fault of inarticulate scamps, nor of the jaded apostates who allow federally funded research to mushroom into an unenlightened, grossly inefficient system, hampered by ghastly spongers and imprudent slanderers. It is the fault of Robin Mask. In public, he promises that he'd never preach fear and ignorance. In private, however, he secretly tells his apostles that he'll do exactly that. I think we've seen this movie before: It's called Business as Usual for Mr. Mask. All of his catch-phrases are based on the premise that we have no reason to be fearful about the criminally violent trends in our society today and over the past ten to fifteen years. Well, that's another story. To get back to my main point, I ought to mention that if we can understand what has caused the current plague of coprophagous, thrasonical mafia dons, I believe that we can then open students' eyes, minds, hearts, and souls to the world around them.

Have you ever had a bad dream about Mr. Mask trying to retain an institution which, twist and turn as you like, is and remains a disgrace to humanity? Well, I have news for you. That wasn't a dream; it was real. No matter what he thinks, today, we might have let him ridicule, parody, censor, and downgrade opposing ideas. Tomorrow, we won't. Instead, we will hold out the prospect of societal peace, prosperity, and a return to sane values and certainties.

In a manner of speaking, Mr. Mask would have us believe that we should be grateful for the precious freedom to be robbed and kicked in the face by such a noble creature as him. Not surprisingly, his evidence for that entirely reprehensible claim is top-heavy with anonymous sources and, to put it mildly, he has a checkered track record for accuracy. I avouch it would be more accurate for Mr. Mask to say that he actually believes that libertinism is a wonderful thing. True, Mr. Mask has a right to his opinion. In his mind, he also apparently has a right to be an eccentric barrator as evidenced by his endless attempts to destroy our sense of safety in the places we ordinarily imagine we can flee to. Jacobinism doesn't work. So why does Mr. Mask cling to it? I mean, I have in fact told Mr. Mask that even without making an ethical argument against unilateralism, I can show that mad, effrontive pamphleteers have traditionally tried to piggyback on substantive issues to gain legitimacy for themselves. Unfortunately, there really wasn't anything to his response. I suppose Mr. Mask just doesn't want to admit that it takes more than a mass of bestial, drossy jokers to point out that the emperor has no clothes on. It takes a great many thoughtful and semi-thoughtful people who are willing to hinder the power of gloomy, illiberal libertines like him.

Though surly, intrusive revanchism is not discussed in this letter, much of what I've written applies to that, as well. I find Mr. Mask's morals wayward, sinister, malign, and more than a little illaudable. Need I say more? I don't think so, but this I will say: Our battle with Mr. Mask is a battle between spiritualism and particularism, between tradition and subversion, between the defenders of Western civilization and its enemies. With the battle lines drawn as such, it is abundantly clear that Mr. Mask insists that he answers to no one. This is a rather strong notion from someone who knows so little about the subject. Mr. Mask sees the world as somewhat anarchic, a game of catch-as-catch-can in which the sneakiest wheeler-dealers nab the biggest prizes.

Mr. Mask's ethics are just another signpost marking our long, steep cultural descent. Let me rephrase that: It's Mr. Mask's deep-seated belief that the Earth is flat. Sure, he might be able to justify conclusions like that—using biased or one-sided information, of course—but I prefer to know the whole story. In this case, the whole story is that Mr. Mask's ideologies are so nebulous and malleable that they can be used to justify any craven, homophobic anecdotes. Well, that's getting away from my main topic, which is that he contends that our unalienable rights are merely privileges that he can dole out or retract. What planet is he from? The planet Bleeding-heart? There is widespread agreement in asking that question but there is great disagreement in answering it.

If I seem a bit oleaginous, it's only because I'm trying to communicate with Mr. Mask on his own level. He says that bad things "just happen" (i.e., they're not caused by Mr. Mask himself). That is the most despicable lie I have ever heard in my entire life. His lies come in many forms. Some of his lies are in the form of excuses. Others are in the form of antics. Still more are in the form of folksy posturing and pretended concern and compassion.

I have a problem with Mr. Mask's use of the phrase, "We all know that...". With this phrase, he doesn't need to prove his claim that coercion in the name of liberty is a valid use of state power; he merely accepts it as fact. To put it another way, I have some of his writings in front of me right now. In one of them, Mr. Mask maintains that anyone who disagrees with him is a potential terrorist. If you don't find that shocking then consider that Mr. Mask 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 Mr. Mask need to monitor our library records? Unfortunately, I can't give a complete answer to that question in this limited space. But I can tell you that if Mr. Mask doesn't like it here, then perhaps he should go elsewhere.

There is no real way to undo the consequences of Mr. Mask's obstinate Ponzi schemes. Alas, I usually get a lot of blank stares from people when I say something like that. What I mean is that if Mr. Mask is going to force people to act in ways far removed from the natural patterns of human behavior, then he should at least have the self-respect to remind himself of a few things: First, by balancing the theoretical untruth and nonsense of his ramblings with the reality of this phenomenon we can see that we must speak neither of the past nor of the far future but rather focus on the here and now, specifically on the daunting matter of his semi-intelligible fibs. And second, if natural selection indeed works by removing the weakest and most genetically unfit members of a species then he is clearly going to be the first to go.

Mr. Mask sometimes has trouble convincing people that his pestilential, annoying posse is a benign and charitable agency. When he has such trouble, he usually trots out a few venom-spouting traitors to constate authoritatively that it is Mr. Mask's moral imperative to distort and trivialize the debate surrounding Marxism. Whether or not that trick of his works, it's still the case that I don't care a brass farthing about what Mr. Mask thinks of me. Let's remember that. To tolerate his judgmental half-measures simply because they're not packaged and sold as amateurish is to precipitate riots. Comments on the above are welcome, but please think them out first.

This is an open letter, which you are welcome to use as you wish. I want as many people as possible to know that it would please Mr. Robin Mask greatly to abet a resurgence of militant, brassbound absolutism. Read on, gentle reader, and hear what I have to say. His continuous and deliberate misuse of the word "anticonstitutionally" in an attempt to convince others that arrogant geeks are the "chosen people" of scriptural prophecy is both rash and hypocritical. Am I aware of how Mr. Mask will react when he reads that last sentence? Yes. Do I care? No, because his devotees mimic his behavior to the last jot and tittle. And here, I aver, lies a clue to the intellectual vacuum so gapingly apparent in his hatchet jobs.

The slatternly, noxious Stalinism I've been writing about is not primarily the fault of inarticulate scamps, nor of the jaded apostates who allow federally funded research to mushroom into an unenlightened, grossly inefficient system, hampered by ghastly spongers and imprudent slanderers. It is the fault of Robin Mask. In public, he promises that he'd never preach fear and ignorance. In private, however, he secretly tells his apostles that he'll do exactly that. I think we've seen this movie before: It's called Business as Usual for Mr. Mask. All of his catch-phrases are based on the premise that we have no reason to be fearful about the criminally violent trends in our society today and over the past ten to fifteen years. Well, that's another story. To get back to my main point, I ought to mention that if we can understand what has caused the current plague of coprophagous, thrasonical mafia dons, I believe that we can then open students' eyes, minds, hearts, and souls to the world around them.

Have you ever had a bad dream about Mr. Mask trying to retain an institution which, twist and turn as you like, is and remains a disgrace to humanity? Well, I have news for you. That wasn't a dream; it was real. No matter what he thinks, today, we might have let him ridicule, parody, censor, and downgrade opposing ideas. Tomorrow, we won't. Instead, we will hold out the prospect of societal peace, prosperity, and a return to sane values and certainties.

In a manner of speaking, Mr. Mask would have us believe that we should be grateful for the precious freedom to be robbed and kicked in the face by such a noble creature as him. Not surprisingly, his evidence for that entirely reprehensible claim is top-heavy with anonymous sources and, to put it mildly, he has a checkered track record for accuracy. I avouch it would be more accurate for Mr. Mask to say that he actually believes that libertinism is a wonderful thing. True, Mr. Mask has a right to his opinion. In his mind, he also apparently has a right to be an eccentric barrator as evidenced by his endless attempts to destroy our sense of safety in the places we ordinarily imagine we can flee to. Jacobinism doesn't work. So why does Mr. Mask cling to it? I mean, I have in fact told Mr. Mask that even without making an ethical argument against unilateralism, I can show that mad, effrontive pamphleteers have traditionally tried to piggyback on substantive issues to gain legitimacy for themselves. Unfortunately, there really wasn't anything to his response. I suppose Mr. Mask just doesn't want to admit that it takes more than a mass of bestial, drossy jokers to point out that the emperor has no clothes on. It takes a great many thoughtful and semi-thoughtful people who are willing to hinder the power of gloomy, illiberal libertines like him.

Though surly, intrusive revanchism is not discussed in this letter, much of what I've written applies to that, as well. I find Mr. Mask's morals wayward, sinister, malign, and more than a little illaudable. Need I say more? I don't think so, but this I will say: Our battle with Mr. Mask is a battle between spiritualism and particularism, between tradition and subversion, between the defenders of Western civilization and its enemies. With the battle lines drawn as such, it is abundantly clear that Mr. Mask insists that he answers to no one. This is a rather strong notion from someone who knows so little about the subject. Mr. Mask sees the world as somewhat anarchic, a game of catch-as-catch-can in which the sneakiest wheeler-dealers nab the biggest prizes.

Mr. Mask's ethics are just another signpost marking our long, steep cultural descent. Let me rephrase that: It's Mr. Mask's deep-seated belief that the Earth is flat. Sure, he might be able to justify conclusions like that—using biased or one-sided information, of course—but I prefer to know the whole story. In this case, the whole story is that Mr. Mask's ideologies are so nebulous and malleable that they can be used to justify any craven, homophobic anecdotes. Well, that's getting away from my main topic, which is that he contends that our unalienable rights are merely privileges that he can dole out or retract. What planet is he from? The planet Bleeding-heart? There is widespread agreement in asking that question but there is great disagreement in answering it.

If I seem a bit oleaginous, it's only because I'm trying to communicate with Mr. Mask on his own level. He says that bad things "just happen" (i.e., they're not caused by Mr. Mask himself). That is the most despicable lie I have ever heard in my entire life. His lies come in many forms. Some of his lies are in the form of excuses. Others are in the form of antics. Still more are in the form of folksy posturing and pretended concern and compassion.

I have a problem with Mr. Mask's use of the phrase, "We all know that...". With this phrase, he doesn't need to prove his claim that coercion in the name of liberty is a valid use of state power; he merely accepts it as fact. To put it another way, I have some of his writings in front of me right now. In one of them, Mr. Mask maintains that anyone who disagrees with him is a potential terrorist. If you don't find that shocking then consider that Mr. Mask 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 Mr. Mask need to monitor our library records? Unfortunately, I can't give a complete answer to that question in this limited space. But I can tell you that if Mr. Mask doesn't like it here, then perhaps he should go elsewhere.

There is no real way to undo the consequences of Mr. Mask's obstinate Ponzi schemes. Alas, I usually get a lot of blank stares from people when I say something like that. What I mean is that if Mr. Mask is going to force people to act in ways far removed from the natural patterns of human behavior, then he should at least have the self-respect to remind himself of a few things: First, by balancing the theoretical untruth and nonsense of his ramblings with the reality of this phenomenon we can see that we must speak neither of the past nor of the far future but rather focus on the here and now, specifically on the daunting matter of his semi-intelligible fibs. And second, if natural selection indeed works by removing the weakest and most genetically unfit members of a species then he is clearly going to be the first to go.

Mr. Mask sometimes has trouble convincing people that his pestilential, annoying posse is a benign and charitable agency. When he has such trouble, he usually trots out a few venom-spouting traitors to constate authoritatively that it is Mr. Mask's moral imperative to distort and trivialize the debate surrounding Marxism. Whether or not that trick of his works, it's still the case that I don't care a brass farthing about what Mr. Mask thinks of me. Let's remember that. To tolerate his judgmental half-measures simply because they're not packaged and sold as amateurish is to precipitate riots. Comments on the above are welcome, but please think them out first.

This is an open letter, which you are welcome to use as you wish. I want as many people as possible to know that it would please Mr. Robin Mask greatly to abet a resurgence of militant, brassbound absolutism. Read on, gentle reader, and hear what I have to say. His continuous and deliberate misuse of the word "anticonstitutionally" in an attempt to convince others that arrogant geeks are the "chosen people" of scriptural prophecy is both rash and hypocritical. Am I aware of how Mr. Mask will react when he reads that last sentence? Yes. Do I care? No, because his devotees mimic his behavior to the last jot and tittle. And here, I aver, lies a clue to the intellectual vacuum so gapingly apparent in his hatchet jobs.

The slatternly, noxious Stalinism I've been writing about is not primarily the fault of inarticulate scamps, nor of the jaded apostates who allow federally funded research to mushroom into an unenlightened, grossly inefficient system, hampered by ghastly spongers and imprudent slanderers. It is the fault of Robin Mask. In public, he promises that he'd never preach fear and ignorance. In private, however, he secretly tells his apostles that he'll do exactly that. I think we've seen this movie before: It's called Business as Usual for Mr. Mask. All of his catch-phrases are based on the premise that we have no reason to be fearful about the criminally violent trends in our society today and over the past ten to fifteen years. Well, that's another story. To get back to my main point, I ought to mention that if we can understand what has caused the current plague of coprophagous, thrasonical mafia dons, I believe that we can then open students' eyes, minds, hearts, and souls to the world around them.

Have you ever had a bad dream about Mr. Mask trying to retain an institution which, twist and turn as you like, is and remains a disgrace to humanity? Well, I have news for you. That wasn't a dream; it was real. No matter what he thinks, today, we might have let him ridicule, parody, censor, and downgrade opposing ideas. Tomorrow, we won't. Instead, we will hold out the prospect of societal peace, prosperity, and a return to sane values and certainties.

In a manner of speaking, Mr. Mask would have us believe that we should be grateful for the precious freedom to be robbed and kicked in the face by such a noble creature as him. Not surprisingly, his evidence for that entirely reprehensible claim is top-heavy with anonymous sources and, to put it mildly, he has a checkered track record for accuracy. I avouch it would be more accurate for Mr. Mask to say that he actually believes that libertinism is a wonderful thing. True, Mr. Mask has a right to his opinion. In his mind, he also apparently has a right to be an eccentric barrator as evidenced by his endless attempts to destroy our sense of safety in the places we ordinarily imagine we can flee to. Jacobinism doesn't work. So why does Mr. Mask cling to it? I mean, I have in fact told Mr. Mask that even without making an ethical argument against unilateralism, I can show that mad, effrontive pamphleteers have traditionally tried to piggyback on substantive issues to gain legitimacy for themselves. Unfortunately, there really wasn't anything to his response. I suppose Mr. Mask just doesn't want to admit that it takes more than a mass of bestial, drossy jokers to point out that the emperor has no clothes on. It takes a great many thoughtful and semi-thoughtful people who are willing to hinder the power of gloomy, illiberal libertines like him.

Though surly, intrusive revanchism is not discussed in this letter, much of what I've written applies to that, as well. I find Mr. Mask's morals wayward, sinister, malign, and more than a little illaudable. Need I say more? I don't think so, but this I will say: Our battle with Mr. Mask is a battle between spiritualism and particularism, between tradition and subversion, between the defenders of Western civilization and its enemies. With the battle lines drawn as such, it is abundantly clear that Mr. Mask insists that he answers to no one. This is a rather strong notion from someone who knows so little about the subject. Mr. Mask sees the world as somewhat anarchic, a game of catch-as-catch-can in which the sneakiest wheeler-dealers nab the biggest prizes.

Mr. Mask's ethics are just another signpost marking our long, steep cultural descent. Let me rephrase that: It's Mr. Mask's deep-seated belief that the Earth is flat. Sure, he might be able to justify conclusions like that—using biased or one-sided information, of course—but I prefer to know the whole story. In this case, the whole story is that Mr. Mask's ideologies are so nebulous and malleable that they can be used to justify any craven, homophobic anecdotes. Well, that's getting away from my main topic, which is that he contends that our unalienable rights are merely privileges that he can dole out or retract. What planet is he from? The planet Bleeding-heart? There is widespread agreement in asking that question but there is great disagreement in answering it.

If I seem a bit oleaginous, it's only because I'm trying to communicate with Mr. Mask on his own level. He says that bad things "just happen" (i.e., they're not caused by Mr. Mask himself). That is the most despicable lie I have ever heard in my entire life. His lies come in many forms. Some of his lies are in the form of excuses. Others are in the form of antics. Still more are in the form of folksy posturing and pretended concern and compassion.

I have a problem with Mr. Mask's use of the phrase, "We all know that...". With this phrase, he doesn't need to prove his claim that coercion in the name of liberty is a valid use of state power; he merely accepts it as fact. To put it another way, I have some of his writings in front of me right now. In one of them, Mr. Mask maintains that anyone who disagrees with him is a potential terrorist. If you don't find that shocking then consider that Mr. Mask 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 Mr. Mask need to monitor our library records? Unfortunately, I can't give a complete answer to that question in this limited space. But I can tell you that if Mr. Mask doesn't like it here, then perhaps he should go elsewhere.

There is no real way to undo the consequences of Mr. Mask's obstinate Ponzi schemes. Alas, I usually get a lot of blank stares from people when I say something like that. What I mean is that if Mr. Mask is going to force people to act in ways far removed from the natural patterns of human behavior, then he should at least have the self-respect to remind himself of a few things: First, by balancing the theoretical untruth and nonsense of his ramblings with the reality of this phenomenon we can see that we must speak neither of the past nor of the far future but rather focus on the here and now, specifically on the daunting matter of his semi-intelligible fibs. And second, if natural selection indeed works by removing the weakest and most genetically unfit members of a species then he is clearly going to be the first to go.

Mr. Mask sometimes has trouble convincing people that his pestilential, annoying posse is a benign and charitable agency. When he has such trouble, he usually trots out a few venom-spouting traitors to constate authoritatively that it is Mr. Mask's moral imperative to distort and trivialize the debate surrounding Marxism. Whether or not that trick of his works, it's still the case that I don't care a brass farthing about what Mr. Mask thinks of me. Let's remember that. To tolerate his judgmental half-measures simply because they're not packaged and sold as amateurish is to precipitate riots. Comments on the above are welcome, but please think them out first.

This is an open letter, which you are welcome to use as you wish. I want as many people as possible to know that it would please Mr. Robin Mask greatly to abet a resurgence of militant, brassbound absolutism. Read on, gentle reader, and hear what I have to say. His continuous and deliberate misuse of the word "anticonstitutionally" in an attempt to convince others that arrogant geeks are the "chosen people" of scriptural prophecy is both rash and hypocritical. Am I aware of how Mr. Mask will react when he reads that last sentence? Yes. Do I care? No, because his devotees mimic his behavior to the last jot and tittle. And here, I aver, lies a clue to the intellectual vacuum so gapingly apparent in his hatchet jobs.

The slatternly, noxious Stalinism I've been writing about is not primarily the fault of inarticulate scamps, nor of the jaded apostates who allow federally funded research to mushroom into an unenlightened, grossly inefficient system, hampered by ghastly spongers and imprudent slanderers. It is the fault of Robin Mask. In public, he promises that he'd never preach fear and ignorance. In private, however, he secretly tells his apostles that he'll do exactly that. I think we've seen this movie before: It's called Business as Usual for Mr. Mask. All of his catch-phrases are based on the premise that we have no reason to be fearful about the criminally violent trends in our society today and over the past ten to fifteen years. Well, that's another story. To get back to my main point, I ought to mention that if we can understand what has caused the current plague of coprophagous, thrasonical mafia dons, I believe that we can then open students' eyes, minds, hearts, and souls to the world around them.

Have you ever had a bad dream about Mr. Mask trying to retain an institution which, twist and turn as you like, is and remains a disgrace to humanity? Well, I have news for you. That wasn't a dream; it was real. No matter what he thinks, today, we might have let him ridicule, parody, censor, and downgrade opposing ideas. Tomorrow, we won't. Instead, we will hold out the prospect of societal peace, prosperity, and a return to sane values and certainties.

In a manner of speaking, Mr. Mask would have us believe that we should be grateful for the precious freedom to be robbed and kicked in the face by such a noble creature as him. Not surprisingly, his evidence for that entirely reprehensible claim is top-heavy with anonymous sources and, to put it mildly, he has a checkered track record for accuracy. I avouch it would be more accurate for Mr. Mask to say that he actually believes that libertinism is a wonderful thing. True, Mr. Mask has a right to his opinion. In his mind, he also apparently has a right to be an eccentric barrator as evidenced by his endless attempts to destroy our sense of safety in the places we ordinarily imagine we can flee to. Jacobinism doesn't work. So why does Mr. Mask cling to it? I mean, I have in fact told Mr. Mask that even without making an ethical argument against unilateralism, I can show that mad, effrontive pamphleteers have traditionally tried to piggyback on substantive issues to gain legitimacy for themselves. Unfortunately, there really wasn't anything to his response. I suppose Mr. Mask just doesn't want to admit that it takes more than a mass of bestial, drossy jokers to point out that the emperor has no clothes on. It takes a great many thoughtful and semi-thoughtful people who are willing to hinder the power of gloomy, illiberal libertines like him.

Though surly, intrusive revanchism is not discussed in this letter, much of what I've written applies to that, as well. I find Mr. Mask's morals wayward, sinister, malign, and more than a little illaudable. Need I say more? I don't think so, but this I will say: Our battle with Mr. Mask is a battle between spiritualism and particularism, between tradition and subversion, between the defenders of Western civilization and its enemies. With the battle lines drawn as such, it is abundantly clear that Mr. Mask insists that he answers to no one. This is a rather strong notion from someone who knows so little about the subject. Mr. Mask sees the world as somewhat anarchic, a game of catch-as-catch-can in which the sneakiest wheeler-dealers nab the biggest prizes.

Mr. Mask's ethics are just another signpost marking our long, steep cultural descent. Let me rephrase that: It's Mr. Mask's deep-seated belief that the Earth is flat. Sure, he might be able to justify conclusions like that—using biased or one-sided information, of course—but I prefer to know the whole story. In this case, the whole story is that Mr. Mask's ideologies are so nebulous and malleable that they can be used to justify any craven, homophobic anecdotes. Well, that's getting away from my main topic, which is that he contends that our unalienable rights are merely privileges that he can dole out or retract. What planet is he from? The planet Bleeding-heart? There is widespread agreement in asking that question but there is great disagreement in answering it.

If I seem a bit oleaginous, it's only because I'm trying to communicate with Mr. Mask on his own level. He says that bad things "just happen" (i.e., they're not caused by Mr. Mask himself). That is the most despicable lie I have ever heard in my entire life. His lies come in many forms. Some of his lies are in the form of excuses. Others are in the form of antics. Still more are in the form of folksy posturing and pretended concern and compassion.

I have a problem with Mr. Mask's use of the phrase, "We all know that...". With this phrase, he doesn't need to prove his claim that coercion in the name of liberty is a valid use of state power; he merely accepts it as fact. To put it another way, I have some of his writings in front of me right now. In one of them, Mr. Mask maintains that anyone who disagrees with him is a potential terrorist. If you don't find that shocking then consider that Mr. Mask 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 Mr. Mask need to monitor our library records? Unfortunately, I can't give a complete answer to that question in this limited space. But I can tell you that if Mr. Mask doesn't like it here, then perhaps he should go elsewhere.

There is no real way to undo the consequences of Mr. Mask's obstinate Ponzi schemes. Alas, I usually get a lot of blank stares from people when I say something like that. What I mean is that if Mr. Mask is going to force people to act in ways far removed from the natural patterns of human behavior, then he should at least have the self-respect to remind himself of a few things: First, by balancing the theoretical untruth and nonsense of his ramblings with the reality of this phenomenon we can see that we must speak neither of the past nor of the far future but rather focus on the here and now, specifically on the daunting matter of his semi-intelligible fibs. And second, if natural selection indeed works by removing the weakest and most genetically unfit members of a species then he is clearly going to be the first to go.

Mr. Mask sometimes has trouble convincing people that his pestilential, annoying posse is a benign and charitable agency. When he has such trouble, he usually trots out a few venom-spouting traitors to constate authoritatively that it is Mr. Mask's moral imperative to distort and trivialize the debate surrounding Marxism. Whether or not that trick of his works, it's still the case that I don't care a brass farthing about what Mr. Mask thinks of me. Let's remember that. To tolerate his judgmental half-measures simply because they're not packaged and sold as amateurish is to precipitate riots. Comments on the above are welcome, but please think them out first.

This is an open letter, which you are welcome to use as you wish. I want as many people as possible to know that it would please Mr. Robin Mask greatly to abet a resurgence of militant, brassbound absolutism. Read on, gentle reader, and hear what I have to say. His continuous and deliberate misuse of the word "anticonstitutionally" in an attempt to convince others that arrogant geeks are the "chosen people" of scriptural prophecy is both rash and hypocritical. Am I aware of how Mr. Mask will react when he reads that last sentence? Yes. Do I care? No, because his devotees mimic his behavior to the last jot and tittle. And here, I aver, lies a clue to the intellectual vacuum so gapingly apparent in his hatchet jobs.

The slatternly, noxious Stalinism I've been writing about is not primarily the fault of inarticulate scamps, nor of the jaded apostates who allow federally funded research to mushroom into an unenlightened, grossly inefficient system, hampered by ghastly spongers and imprudent slanderers. It is the fault of Robin Mask. In public, he promises that he'd never preach fear and ignorance. In private, however, he secretly tells his apostles that he'll do exactly that. I think we've seen this movie before: It's called Business as Usual for Mr. Mask. All of his catch-phrases are based on the premise that we have no reason to be fearful about the criminally violent trends in our society today and over the past ten to fifteen years. Well, that's another story. To get back to my main point, I ought to mention that if we can understand what has caused the current plague of coprophagous, thrasonical mafia dons, I believe that we can then open students' eyes, minds, hearts, and souls to the world around them.

Have you ever had a bad dream about Mr. Mask trying to retain an institution which, twist and turn as you like, is and remains a disgrace to humanity? Well, I have news for you. That wasn't a dream; it was real. No matter what he thinks, today, we might have let him ridicule, parody, censor, and downgrade opposing ideas. Tomorrow, we won't. Instead, we will hold out the prospect of societal peace, prosperity, and a return to sane values and certainties.

In a manner of speaking, Mr. Mask would have us believe that we should be grateful for the precious freedom to be robbed and kicked in the face by such a noble creature as him. Not surprisingly, his evidence for that entirely reprehensible claim is top-heavy with anonymous sources and, to put it mildly, he has a checkered track record for accuracy. I avouch it would be more accurate for Mr. Mask to say that he actually believes that libertinism is a wonderful thing. True, Mr. Mask has a right to his opinion. In his mind, he also apparently has a right to be an eccentric barrator as evidenced by his endless attempts to destroy our sense of safety in the places we ordinarily imagine we can flee to. Jacobinism doesn't work. So why does Mr. Mask cling to it? I mean, I have in fact told Mr. Mask that even without making an ethical argument against unilateralism, I can show that mad, effrontive pamphleteers have traditionally tried to piggyback on substantive issues to gain legitimacy for themselves. Unfortunately, there really wasn't anything to his response. I suppose Mr. Mask just doesn't want to admit that it takes more than a mass of bestial, drossy jokers to point out that the emperor has no clothes on. It takes a great many thoughtful and semi-thoughtful people who are willing to hinder the power of gloomy, illiberal libertines like him.

Though surly, intrusive revanchism is not discussed in this letter, much of what I've written applies to that, as well. I find Mr. Mask's morals wayward, sinister, malign, and more than a little illaudable. Need I say more? I don't think so, but this I will say: Our battle with Mr. Mask is a battle between spiritualism and particularism, between tradition and subversion, between the defenders of Western civilization and its enemies. With the battle lines drawn as such, it is abundantly clear that Mr. Mask insists that he answers to no one. This is a rather strong notion from someone who knows so little about the subject. Mr. Mask sees the world as somewhat anarchic, a game of catch-as-catch-can in which the sneakiest wheeler-dealers nab the biggest prizes.

Mr. Mask's ethics are just another signpost marking our long, steep cultural descent. Let me rephrase that: It's Mr. Mask's deep-seated belief that the Earth is flat. Sure, he might be able to justify conclusions like that—using biased or one-sided information, of course—but I prefer to know the whole story. In this case, the whole story is that Mr. Mask's ideologies are so nebulous and malleable that they can be used to justify any craven, homophobic anecdotes. Well, that's getting away from my main topic, which is that he contends that our unalienable rights are merely privileges that he can dole out or retract. What planet is he from? The planet Bleeding-heart? There is widespread agreement in asking that question but there is great disagreement in answering it.

If I seem a bit oleaginous, it's only because I'm trying to communicate with Mr. Mask on his own level. He says that bad things "just happen" (i.e., they're not caused by Mr. Mask himself). That is the most despicable lie I have ever heard in my entire life. His lies come in many forms. Some of his lies are in the form of excuses. Others are in the form of antics. Still more are in the form of folksy posturing and pretended concern and compassion.

I have a problem with Mr. Mask's use of the phrase, "We all know that...". With this phrase, he doesn't need to prove his claim that coercion in the name of liberty is a valid use of state power; he merely accepts it as fact. To put it another way, I have some of his writings in front of me right now. In one of them, Mr. Mask maintains that anyone who disagrees with him is a potential terrorist. If you don't find that shocking then consider that Mr. Mask 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 Mr. Mask need to monitor our library records? Unfortunately, I can't give a complete answer to that question in this limited space. But I can tell you that if Mr. Mask doesn't like it here, then perhaps he should go elsewhere.

There is no real way to undo the consequences of Mr. Mask's obstinate Ponzi schemes. Alas, I usually get a lot of blank stares from people when I say something like that. What I mean is that if Mr. Mask is going to force people to act in ways far removed from the natural patterns of human behavior, then he should at least have the self-respect to remind himself of a few things: First, by balancing the theoretical untruth and nonsense of his ramblings with the reality of this phenomenon we can see that we must speak neither of the past nor of the far future but rather focus on the here and now, specifically on the daunting matter of his semi-intelligible fibs. And second, if natural selection indeed works by removing the weakest and most genetically unfit members of a species then he is clearly going to be the first to go.

Mr. Mask sometimes has trouble convincing people that his pestilential, annoying posse is a benign and charitable agency. When he has such trouble, he usually trots out a few venom-spouting traitors to constate authoritatively that it is Mr. Mask's moral imperative to distort and trivialize the debate surrounding Marxism. Whether or not that trick of his works, it's still the case that I don't care a brass farthing about what Mr. Mask thinks of me. Let's remember that. To tolerate his judgmental half-measures simply because they're not packaged and sold as amateurish is to precipitate riots. Comments on the above are welcome, but please think them out first.

This is an open letter, which you are welcome to use as you wish. I want as many people as possible to know that it would please Mr. Robin Mask greatly to abet a resurgence of militant, brassbound absolutism. Read on, gentle reader, and hear what I have to say. His continuous and deliberate misuse of the word "anticonstitutionally" in an attempt to convince others that arrogant geeks are the "chosen people" of scriptural prophecy is both rash and hypocritical. Am I aware of how Mr. Mask will react when he reads that last sentence? Yes. Do I care? No, because his devotees mimic his behavior to the last jot and tittle. And here, I aver, lies a clue to the intellectual vacuum so gapingly apparent in his hatchet jobs.

The slatternly, noxious Stalinism I've been writing about is not primarily the fault of inarticulate scamps, nor of the jaded apostates who allow federally funded research to mushroom into an unenlightened, grossly inefficient system, hampered by ghastly spongers and imprudent slanderers. It is the fault of Robin Mask. In public, he promises that he'd never preach fear and ignorance. In private, however, he secretly tells his apostles that he'll do exactly that. I think we've seen this movie before: It's called Business as Usual for Mr. Mask. All of his catch-phrases are based on the premise that we have no reason to be fearful about the criminally violent trends in our society today and over the past ten to fifteen years. Well, that's another story. To get back to my main point, I ought to mention that if we can understand what has caused the current plague of coprophagous, thrasonical mafia dons, I believe that we can then open students' eyes, minds, hearts, and souls to the world around them.

Have you ever had a bad dream about Mr. Mask trying to retain an institution which, twist and turn as you like, is and remains a disgrace to humanity? Well, I have news for you. That wasn't a dream; it was real. No matter what he thinks, today, we might have let him ridicule, parody, censor, and downgrade opposing ideas. Tomorrow, we won't. Instead, we will hold out the prospect of societal peace, prosperity, and a return to sane values and certainties.

In a manner of speaking, Mr. Mask would have us believe that we should be grateful for the precious freedom to be robbed and kicked in the face by such a noble creature as him. Not surprisingly, his evidence for that entirely reprehensible claim is top-heavy with anonymous sources and, to put it mildly, he has a checkered track record for accuracy. I avouch it would be more accurate for Mr. Mask to say that he actually believes that libertinism is a wonderful thing. True, Mr. Mask has a right to his opinion. In his mind, he also apparently has a right to be an eccentric barrator as evidenced by his endless attempts to destroy our sense of safety in the places we ordinarily imagine we can flee to. Jacobinism doesn't work. So why does Mr. Mask cling to it? I mean, I have in fact told Mr. Mask that even without making an ethical argument against unilateralism, I can show that mad, effrontive pamphleteers have traditionally tried to piggyback on substantive issues to gain legitimacy for themselves. Unfortunately, there really wasn't anything to his response. I suppose Mr. Mask just doesn't want to admit that it takes more than a mass of bestial, drossy jokers to point out that the emperor has no clothes on. It takes a great many thoughtful and semi-thoughtful people who are willing to hinder the power of gloomy, illiberal libertines like him.

Though surly, intrusive revanchism is not discussed in this letter, much of what I've written applies to that, as well. I find Mr. Mask's morals wayward, sinister, malign, and more than a little illaudable. Need I say more? I don't think so, but this I will say: Our battle with Mr. Mask is a battle between spiritualism and particularism, between tradition and subversion, between the defenders of Western civilization and its enemies. With the battle lines drawn as such, it is abundantly clear that Mr. Mask insists that he answers to no one. This is a rather strong notion from someone who knows so little about the subject. Mr. Mask sees the world as somewhat anarchic, a game of catch-as-catch-can in which the sneakiest wheeler-dealers nab the biggest prizes.

Mr. Mask's ethics are just another signpost marking our long, steep cultural descent. Let me rephrase that: It's Mr. Mask's deep-seated belief that the Earth is flat. Sure, he might be able to justify conclusions like that—using biased or one-sided information, of course—but I prefer to know the whole story. In this case, the whole story is that Mr. Mask's ideologies are so nebulous and malleable that they can be used to justify any craven, homophobic anecdotes. Well, that's getting away from my main topic, which is that he contends that our unalienable rights are merely privileges that he can dole out or retract. What planet is he from? The planet Bleeding-heart? There is widespread agreement in asking that question but there is great disagreement in answering it.

If I seem a bit oleaginous, it's only because I'm trying to communicate with Mr. Mask on his own level. He says that bad things "just happen" (i.e., they're not caused by Mr. Mask himself). That is the most despicable lie I have ever heard in my entire life. His lies come in many forms. Some of his lies are in the form of excuses. Others are in the form of antics. Still more are in the form of folksy posturing and pretended concern and compassion.

I have a problem with Mr. Mask's use of the phrase, "We all know that...". With this phrase, he doesn't need to prove his claim that coercion in the name of liberty is a valid use of state power; he merely accepts it as fact. To put it another way, I have some of his writings in front of me right now. In one of them, Mr. Mask maintains that anyone who disagrees with him is a potential terrorist. If you don't find that shocking then consider that Mr. Mask 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 Mr. Mask need to monitor our library records? Unfortunately, I can't give a complete answer to that question in this limited space. But I can tell you that if Mr. Mask doesn't like it here, then perhaps he should go elsewhere.

There is no real way to undo the consequences of Mr. Mask's obstinate Ponzi schemes. Alas, I usually get a lot of blank stares from people when I say something like that. What I mean is that if Mr. Mask is going to force people to act in ways far removed from the natural patterns of human behavior, then he should at least have the self-respect to remind himself of a few things: First, by balancing the theoretical untruth and nonsense of his ramblings with the reality of this phenomenon we can see that we must speak neither of the past nor of the far future but rather focus on the here and now, specifically on the daunting matter of his semi-intelligible fibs. And second, if natural selection indeed works by removing the weakest and most genetically unfit members of a species then he is clearly going to be the first to go.

Mr. Mask sometimes has trouble convincing people that his pestilential, annoying posse is a benign and charitable agency. When he has such trouble, he usually trots out a few venom-spouting traitors to constate authoritatively that it is Mr. Mask's moral imperative to distort and trivialize the debate surrounding Marxism. Whether or not that trick of his works, it's still the case that I don't care a brass farthing about what Mr. Mask thinks of me. Let's remember that. To tolerate his judgmental half-measures simply because they're not packaged and sold as amateurish is to precipitate riots. Comments on the above are welcome, but please think them out first.

This is an open letter, which you are welcome to use as you wish. I want as many people as possible to know that it would please Mr. Robin Mask greatly to abet a resurgence of militant, brassbound absolutism. Read on, gentle reader, and hear what I have to say. His continuous and deliberate misuse of the word "anticonstitutionally" in an attempt to convince others that arrogant geeks are the "chosen people" of scriptural prophecy is both rash and hypocritical. Am I aware of how Mr. Mask will react when he reads that last sentence? Yes. Do I care? No, because his devotees mimic his behavior to the last jot and tittle. And here, I aver, lies a clue to the intellectual vacuum so gapingly apparent in his hatchet jobs.

The slatternly, noxious Stalinism I've been writing about is not primarily the fault of inarticulate scamps, nor of the jaded apostates who allow federally funded research to mushroom into an unenlightened, grossly inefficient system, hampered by ghastly spongers and imprudent slanderers. It is the fault of Robin Mask. In public, he promises that he'd never preach fear and ignorance. In private, however, he secretly tells his apostles that he'll do exactly that. I think we've seen this movie before: It's called Business as Usual for Mr. Mask. All of his catch-phrases are based on the premise that we have no reason to be fearful about the criminally violent trends in our society today and over the past ten to fifteen years. Well, that's another story. To get back to my main point, I ought to mention that if we can understand what has caused the current plague of coprophagous, thrasonical mafia dons, I believe that we can then open students' eyes, minds, hearts, and souls to the world around them.

Have you ever had a bad dream about Mr. Mask trying to retain an institution which, twist and turn as you like, is and remains a disgrace to humanity? Well, I have news for you. That wasn't a dream; it was real. No matter what he thinks, today, we might have let him ridicule, parody, censor, and downgrade opposing ideas. Tomorrow, we won't. Instead, we will hold out the prospect of societal peace, prosperity, and a return to sane values and certainties.

In a manner of speaking, Mr. Mask would have us believe that we should be grateful for the precious freedom to be robbed and kicked in the face by such a noble creature as him. Not surprisingly, his evidence for that entirely reprehensible claim is top-heavy with anonymous sources and, to put it mildly, he has a checkered track record for accuracy. I avouch it would be more accurate for Mr. Mask to say that he actually believes that libertinism is a wonderful thing. True, Mr. Mask has a right to his opinion. In his mind, he also apparently has a right to be an eccentric barrator as evidenced by his endless attempts to destroy our sense of safety in the places we ordinarily imagine we can flee to. Jacobinism doesn't work. So why does Mr. Mask cling to it? I mean, I have in fact told Mr. Mask that even without making an ethical argument against unilateralism, I can show that mad, effrontive pamphleteers have traditionally tried to piggyback on substantive issues to gain legitimacy for themselves. Unfortunately, there really wasn't anything to his response. I suppose Mr. Mask just doesn't want to admit that it takes more than a mass of bestial, drossy jokers to point out that the emperor has no clothes on. It takes a great many thoughtful and semi-thoughtful people who are willing to hinder the power of gloomy, illiberal libertines like him.

Though surly, intrusive revanchism is not discussed in this letter, much of what I've written applies to that, as well. I find Mr. Mask's morals wayward, sinister, malign, and more than a little illaudable. Need I say more? I don't think so, but this I will say: Our battle with Mr. Mask is a battle between spiritualism and particularism, between tradition and subversion, between the defenders of Western civilization and its enemies. With the battle lines drawn as such, it is abundantly clear that Mr. Mask insists that he answers to no one. This is a rather strong notion from someone who knows so little about the subject. Mr. Mask sees the world as somewhat anarchic, a game of catch-as-catch-can in which the sneakiest wheeler-dealers nab the biggest prizes.

Mr. Mask's ethics are just another signpost marking our long, steep cultural descent. Let me rephrase that: It's Mr. Mask's deep-seated belief that the Earth is flat. Sure, he might be able to justify conclusions like that—using biased or one-sided information, of course—but I prefer to know the whole story. In this case, the whole story is that Mr. Mask's ideologies are so nebulous and malleable that they can be used to justify any craven, homophobic anecdotes. Well, that's getting away from my main topic, which is that he contends that our unalienable rights are merely privileges that he can dole out or retract. What planet is he from? The planet Bleeding-heart? There is widespread agreement in asking that question but there is great disagreement in answering it.

If I seem a bit oleaginous, it's only because I'm trying to communicate with Mr. Mask on his own level. He says that bad things "just happen" (i.e., they're not caused by Mr. Mask himself). That is the most despicable lie I have ever heard in my entire life. His lies come in many forms. Some of his lies are in the form of excuses. Others are in the form of antics. Still more are in the form of folksy posturing and pretended concern and compassion.

I have a problem with Mr. Mask's use of the phrase, "We all know that...". With this phrase, he doesn't need to prove his claim that coercion in the name of liberty is a valid use of state power; he merely accepts it as fact. To put it another way, I have some of his writings in front of me right now. In one of them, Mr. Mask maintains that anyone who disagrees with him is a potential terrorist. If you don't find that shocking then consider that Mr. Mask 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 Mr. Mask need to monitor our library records? Unfortunately, I can't give a complete answer to that question in this limited space. But I can tell you that if Mr. Mask doesn't like it here, then perhaps he should go elsewhere.

There is no real way to undo the consequences of Mr. Mask's obstinate Ponzi schemes. Alas, I usually get a lot of blank stares from people when I say something like that. What I mean is that if Mr. Mask is going to force people to act in ways far removed from the natural patterns of human behavior, then he should at least have the self-respect to remind himself of a few things: First, by balancing the theoretical untruth and nonsense of his ramblings with the reality of this phenomenon we can see that we must speak neither of the past nor of the far future but rather focus on the here and now, specifically on the daunting matter of his semi-intelligible fibs. And second, if natural selection indeed works by removing the weakest and most genetically unfit members of a species then he is clearly going to be the first to go.

Mr. Mask sometimes has trouble convincing people that his pestilential, annoying posse is a benign and charitable agency. When he has such trouble, he usually trots out a few venom-spouting traitors to constate authoritatively that it is Mr. Mask's moral imperative to distort and trivialize the debate surrounding Marxism. Whether or not that trick of his works, it's still the case that I don't care a brass farthing about what Mr. Mask thinks of me. Let's remember that. To tolerate his judgmental half-measures simply because they're not packaged and sold as amateurish is to precipitate riots. Comments on the above are welcome, but please think them out first.

This is an open letter, which you are welcome to use as you wish. I want as many people as possible to know that it would please Mr. Robin Mask greatly to abet a resurgence of militant, brassbound absolutism. Read on, gentle reader, and hear what I have to say. His continuous and deliberate misuse of the word "anticonstitutionally" in an attempt to convince others that arrogant geeks are the "chosen people" of scriptural prophecy is both rash and hypocritical. Am I aware of how Mr. Mask will react when he reads that last sentence? Yes. Do I care? No, because his devotees mimic his behavior to the last jot and tittle. And here, I aver, lies a clue to the intellectual vacuum so gapingly apparent in his hatchet jobs.

The slatternly, noxious Stalinism I've been writing about is not primarily the fault of inarticulate scamps, nor of the jaded apostates who allow federally funded research to mushroom into an unenlightened, grossly inefficient system, hampered by ghastly spongers and imprudent slanderers. It is the fault of Robin Mask. In public, he promises that he'd never preach fear and ignorance. In private, however, he secretly tells his apostles that he'll do exactly that. I think we've seen this movie before: It's called Business as Usual for Mr. Mask. All of his catch-phrases are based on the premise that we have no reason to be fearful about the criminally violent trends in our society today and over the past ten to fifteen years. Well, that's another story. To get back to my main point, I ought to mention that if we can understand what has caused the current plague of coprophagous, thrasonical mafia dons, I believe that we can then open students' eyes, minds, hearts, and souls to the world around them.

Have you ever had a bad dream about Mr. Mask trying to retain an institution which, twist and turn as you like, is and remains a disgrace to humanity? Well, I have news for you. That wasn't a dream; it was real. No matter what he thinks, today, we might have let him ridicule, parody, censor, and downgrade opposing ideas. Tomorrow, we won't. Instead, we will hold out the prospect of societal peace, prosperity, and a return to sane values and certainties.

In a manner of speaking, Mr. Mask would have us believe that we should be grateful for the precious freedom to be robbed and kicked in the face by such a noble creature as him. Not surprisingly, his evidence for that entirely reprehensible claim is top-heavy with anonymous sources and, to put it mildly, he has a checkered track record for accuracy. I avouch it would be more accurate for Mr. Mask to say that he actually believes that libertinism is a wonderful thing. True, Mr. Mask has a right to his opinion. In his mind, he also apparently has a right to be an eccentric barrator as evidenced by his endless attempts to destroy our sense of safety in the places we ordinarily imagine we can flee to. Jacobinism doesn't work. So why does Mr. Mask cling to it? I mean, I have in fact told Mr. Mask that even without making an ethical argument against unilateralism, I can show that mad, effrontive pamphleteers have traditionally tried to piggyback on substantive issues to gain legitimacy for themselves. Unfortunately, there really wasn't anything to his response. I suppose Mr. Mask just doesn't want to admit that it takes more than a mass of bestial, drossy jokers to point out that the emperor has no clothes on. It takes a great many thoughtful and semi-thoughtful people who are willing to hinder the power of gloomy, illiberal libertines like him.

Though surly, intrusive revanchism is not discussed in this letter, much of what I've written applies to that, as well. I find Mr. Mask's morals wayward, sinister, malign, and more than a little illaudable. Need I say more? I don't think so, but this I will say: Our battle with Mr. Mask is a battle between spiritualism and particularism, between tradition and subversion, between the defenders of Western civilization and its enemies. With the battle lines drawn as such, it is abundantly clear that Mr. Mask insists that he answers to no one. This is a rather strong notion from someone who knows so little about the subject. Mr. Mask sees the world as somewhat anarchic, a game of catch-as-catch-can in which the sneakiest wheeler-dealers nab the biggest prizes.

Mr. Mask's ethics are just another signpost marking our long, steep cultural descent. Let me rephrase that: It's Mr. Mask's deep-seated belief that the Earth is flat. Sure, he might be able to justify conclusions like that—using biased or one-sided information, of course—but I prefer to know the whole story. In this case, the whole story is that Mr. Mask's ideologies are so nebulous and malleable that they can be used to justify any craven, homophobic anecdotes. Well, that's getting away from my main topic, which is that he contends that our unalienable rights are merely privileges that he can dole out or retract. What planet is he from? The planet Bleeding-heart? There is widespread agreement in asking that question but there is great disagreement in answering it.

If I seem a bit oleaginous, it's only because I'm trying to communicate with Mr. Mask on his own level. He says that bad things "just happen" (i.e., they're not caused by Mr. Mask himself). That is the most despicable lie I have ever heard in my entire life. His lies come in many forms. Some of his lies are in the form of excuses. Others are in the form of antics. Still more are in the form of folksy posturing and pretended concern and compassion.

I have a problem with Mr. Mask's use of the phrase, "We all know that...". With this phrase, he doesn't need to prove his claim that coercion in the name of liberty is a valid use of state power; he merely accepts it as fact. To put it another way, I have some of his writings in front of me right now. In one of them, Mr. Mask maintains that anyone who disagrees with him is a potential terrorist. If you don't find that shocking then consider that Mr. Mask 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 Mr. Mask need to monitor our library records? Unfortunately, I can't give a complete answer to that question in this limited space. But I can tell you that if Mr. Mask doesn't like it here, then perhaps he should go elsewhere.

There is no real way to undo the consequences of Mr. Mask's obstinate Ponzi schemes. Alas, I usually get a lot of blank stares from people when I say something like that. What I mean is that if Mr. Mask is going to force people to act in ways far removed from the natural patterns of human behavior, then he should at least have the self-respect to remind himself of a few things: First, by balancing the theoretical untruth and nonsense of his ramblings with the reality of this phenomenon we can see that we must speak neither of the past nor of the far future but rather focus on the here and now, specifically on the daunting matter of his semi-intelligible fibs. And second, if natural selection indeed works by removing the weakest and most genetically unfit members of a species then he is clearly going to be the first to go.

Mr. Mask sometimes has trouble convincing people that his pestilential, annoying posse is a benign and charitable agency. When he has such trouble, he usually trots out a few venom-spouting traitors to constate authoritatively that it is Mr. Mask's moral imperative to distort and trivialize the debate surrounding Marxism. Whether or not that trick of his works, it's still the case that I don't care a brass farthing about what Mr. Mask thinks of me. Let's remember that. To tolerate his judgmental half-measures simply because they're not packaged and sold as amateurish is to precipitate riots. Comments on the above are welcome, but please think them out first.

This is an open letter, which you are welcome to use as you wish. I want as many people as possible to know that it would please Mr. Robin Mask greatly to abet a resurgence of militant, brassbound absolutism. Read on, gentle reader, and hear what I have to say. His continuous and deliberate misuse of the word "anticonstitutionally" in an attempt to convince others that arrogant geeks are the "chosen people" of scriptural prophecy is both rash and hypocritical. Am I aware of how Mr. Mask will react when he reads that last sentence? Yes. Do I care? No, because his devotees mimic his behavior to the last jot and tittle. And here, I aver, lies a clue to the intellectual vacuum so gapingly apparent in his hatchet jobs.

The slatternly, noxious Stalinism I've been writing about is not primarily the fault of inarticulate scamps, nor of the jaded apostates who allow federally funded research to mushroom into an unenlightened, grossly inefficient system, hampered by ghastly spongers and imprudent slanderers. It is the fault of Robin Mask. In public, he promises that he'd never preach fear and ignorance. In private, however, he secretly tells his apostles that he'll do exactly that. I think we've seen this movie before: It's called Business as Usual for Mr. Mask. All of his catch-phrases are based on the premise that we have no reason to be fearful about the criminally violent trends in our society today and over the past ten to fifteen years. Well, that's another story. To get back to my main point, I ought to mention that if we can understand what has caused the current plague of coprophagous, thrasonical mafia dons, I believe that we can then open students' eyes, minds, hearts, and souls to the world around them.

Have you ever had a bad dream about Mr. Mask trying to retain an institution which, twist and turn as you like, is and remains a disgrace to humanity? Well, I have news for you. That wasn't a dream; it was real. No matter what he thinks, today, we might have let him ridicule, parody, censor, and downgrade opposing ideas. Tomorrow, we won't. Instead, we will hold out the prospect of societal peace, prosperity, and a return to sane values and certainties.

In a manner of speaking, Mr. Mask would have us believe that we should be grateful for the precious freedom to be robbed and kicked in the face by such a noble creature as him. Not surprisingly, his evidence for that entirely reprehensible claim is top-heavy with anonymous sources and, to put it mildly, he has a checkered track record for accuracy. I avouch it would be more accurate for Mr. Mask to say that he actually believes that libertinism is a wonderful thing. True, Mr. Mask has a right to his opinion. In his mind, he also apparently has a right to be an eccentric barrator as evidenced by his endless attempts to destroy our sense of safety in the places we ordinarily imagine we can flee to. Jacobinism doesn't work. So why does Mr. Mask cling to it? I mean, I have in fact told Mr. Mask that even without making an ethical argument against unilateralism, I can show that mad, effrontive pamphleteers have traditionally tried to piggyback on substantive issues to gain legitimacy for themselves. Unfortunately, there really wasn't anything to his response. I suppose Mr. Mask just doesn't want to admit that it takes more than a mass of bestial, drossy jokers to point out that the emperor has no clothes on. It takes a great many thoughtful and semi-thoughtful people who are willing to hinder the power of gloomy, illiberal libertines like him.

Though surly, intrusive revanchism is not discussed in this letter, much of what I've written applies to that, as well. I find Mr. Mask's morals wayward, sinister, malign, and more than a little illaudable. Need I say more? I don't think so, but this I will say: Our battle with Mr. Mask is a battle between spiritualism and particularism, between tradition and subversion, between the defenders of Western civilization and its enemies. With the battle lines drawn as such, it is abundantly clear that Mr. Mask insists that he answers to no one. This is a rather strong notion from someone who knows so little about the subject. Mr. Mask sees the world as somewhat anarchic, a game of catch-as-catch-can in which the sneakiest wheeler-dealers nab the biggest prizes.

Mr. Mask's ethics are just another signpost marking our long, steep cultural descent. Let me rephrase that: It's Mr. Mask's deep-seated belief that the Earth is flat. Sure, he might be able to justify conclusions like that—using biased or one-sided information, of course—but I prefer to know the whole story. In this case, the whole story is that Mr. Mask's ideologies are so nebulous and malleable that they can be used to justify any craven, homophobic anecdotes. Well, that's getting away from my main topic, which is that he contends that our unalienable rights are merely privileges that he can dole out or retract. What planet is he from? The planet Bleeding-heart? There is widespread agreement in asking that question but there is great disagreement in answering it.

If I seem a bit oleaginous, it's only because I'm trying to communicate with Mr. Mask on his own level. He says that bad things "just happen" (i.e., they're not caused by Mr. Mask himself). That is the most despicable lie I have ever heard in my entire life. His lies come in many forms. Some of his lies are in the form of excuses. Others are in the form of antics. Still more are in the form of folksy posturing and pretended concern and compassion.

I have a problem with Mr. Mask's use of the phrase, "We all know that...". With this phrase, he doesn't need to prove his claim that coercion in the name of liberty is a valid use of state power; he merely accepts it as fact. To put it another way, I have some of his writings in front of me right now. In one of them, Mr. Mask maintains that anyone who disagrees with him is a potential terrorist. If you don't find that shocking then consider that Mr. Mask 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 Mr. Mask need to monitor our library records? Unfortunately, I can't give a complete answer to that question in this limited space. But I can tell you that if Mr. Mask doesn't like it here, then perhaps he should go elsewhere.

There is no real way to undo the consequences of Mr. Mask's obstinate Ponzi schemes. Alas, I usually get a lot of blank stares from people when I say something like that. What I mean is that if Mr. Mask is going to force people to act in ways far removed from the natural patterns of human behavior, then he should at least have the self-respect to remind himself of a few things: First, by balancing the theoretical untruth and nonsense of his ramblings with the reality of this phenomenon we can see that we must speak neither of the past nor of the far future but rather focus on the here and now, specifically on the daunting matter of his semi-intelligible fibs. And second, if natural selection indeed works by removing the weakest and most genetically unfit members of a species then he is clearly going to be the first to go.

Mr. Mask sometimes has trouble convincing people that his pestilential, annoying posse is a benign and charitable agency. When he has such trouble, he usually trots out a few venom-spouting traitors to constate authoritatively that it is Mr. Mask's moral imperative to distort and trivialize the debate surrounding Marxism. Whether or not that trick of his works, it's still the case that I don't care a brass farthing about what Mr. Mask thinks of me. Let's remember that. To tolerate his judgmental half-measures simply because they're not packaged and sold as amateurish is to precipitate riots. Comments on the above are welcome, but please think them out first.

This is an open letter, which you are welcome to use as you wish. I want as many people as possible to know that it would please Mr. Robin Mask greatly to abet a resurgence of militant, brassbound absolutism. Read on, gentle reader, and hear what I have to say. His continuous and deliberate misuse of the word "anticonstitutionally" in an attempt to convince others that arrogant geeks are the "chosen people" of scriptural prophecy is both rash and hypocritical. Am I aware of how Mr. Mask will react when he reads that last sentence? Yes. Do I care? No, because his devotees mimic his behavior to the last jot and tittle. And here, I aver, lies a clue to the intellectual vacuum so gapingly apparent in his hatchet jobs.

The slatternly, noxious Stalinism I've been writing about is not primarily the fault of inarticulate scamps, nor of the jaded apostates who allow federally funded research to mushroom into an unenlightened, grossly inefficient system, hampered by ghastly spongers and imprudent slanderers. It is the fault of Robin Mask. In public, he promises that he'd never preach fear and ignorance. In private, however, he secretly tells his apostles that he'll do exactly that. I think we've seen this movie before: It's called Business as Usual for Mr. Mask. All of his catch-phrases are based on the premise that we have no reason to be fearful about the criminally violent trends in our society today and over the past ten to fifteen years. Well, that's another story. To get back to my main point, I ought to mention that if we can understand what has caused the current plague of coprophagous, thrasonical mafia dons, I believe that we can then open students' eyes, minds, hearts, and souls to the world around them.

Have you ever had a bad dream about Mr. Mask trying to retain an institution which, twist and turn as you like, is and remains a disgrace to humanity? Well, I have news for you. That wasn't a dream; it was real. No matter what he thinks, today, we might have let him ridicule, parody, censor, and downgrade opposing ideas. Tomorrow, we won't. Instead, we will hold out the prospect of societal peace, prosperity, and a return to sane values and certainties.

In a manner of speaking, Mr. Mask would have us believe that we should be grateful for the precious freedom to be robbed and kicked in the face by such a noble creature as him. Not surprisingly, his evidence for that entirely reprehensible claim is top-heavy with anonymous sources and, to put it mildly, he has a checkered track record for accuracy. I avouch it would be more accurate for Mr. Mask to say that he actually believes that libertinism is a wonderful thing. True, Mr. Mask has a right to his opinion. In his mind, he also apparently has a right to be an eccentric barrator as evidenced by his endless attempts to destroy our sense of safety in the places we ordinarily imagine we can flee to. Jacobinism doesn't work. So why does Mr. Mask cling to it? I mean, I have in fact told Mr. Mask that even without making an ethical argument against unilateralism, I can show that mad, effrontive pamphleteers have traditionally tried to piggyback on substantive issues to gain legitimacy for themselves. Unfortunately, there really wasn't anything to his response. I suppose Mr. Mask just doesn't want to admit that it takes more than a mass of bestial, drossy jokers to point out that the emperor has no clothes on. It takes a great many thoughtful and semi-thoughtful people who are willing to hinder the power of gloomy, illiberal libertines like him.

Though surly, intrusive revanchism is not discussed in this letter, much of what I've written applies to that, as well. I find Mr. Mask's morals wayward, sinister, malign, and more than a little illaudable. Need I say more? I don't think so, but this I will say: Our battle with Mr. Mask is a battle between spiritualism and particularism, between tradition and subversion, between the defenders of Western civilization and its enemies. With the battle lines drawn as such, it is abundantly clear that Mr. Mask insists that he answers to no one. This is a rather strong notion from someone who knows so little about the subject. Mr. Mask sees the world as somewhat anarchic, a game of catch-as-catch-can in which the sneakiest wheeler-dealers nab the biggest prizes.

Mr. Mask's ethics are just another signpost marking our long, steep cultural descent. Let me rephrase that: It's Mr. Mask's deep-seated belief that the Earth is flat. Sure, he might be able to justify conclusions like that—using biased or one-sided information, of course—but I prefer to know the whole story. In this case, the whole story is that Mr. Mask's ideologies are so nebulous and malleable that they can be used to justify any craven, homophobic anecdotes. Well, that's getting away from my main topic, which is that he contends that our unalienable rights are merely privileges that he can dole out or retract. What planet is he from? The planet Bleeding-heart? There is widespread agreement in asking that question but there is great disagreement in answering it.

If I seem a bit oleaginous, it's only because I'm trying to communicate with Mr. Mask on his own level. He says that bad things "just happen" (i.e., they're not caused by Mr. Mask himself). That is the most despicable lie I have ever heard in my entire life. His lies come in many forms. Some of his lies are in the form of excuses. Others are in the form of antics. Still more are in the form of folksy posturing and pretended concern and compassion.

I have a problem with Mr. Mask's use of the phrase, "We all know that...". With this phrase, he doesn't need to prove his claim that coercion in the name of liberty is a valid use of state power; he merely accepts it as fact. To put it another way, I have some of his writings in front of me right now. In one of them, Mr. Mask maintains that anyone who disagrees with him is a potential terrorist. If you don't find that shocking then consider that Mr. Mask 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 Mr. Mask need to monitor our library records? Unfortunately, I can't give a complete answer to that question in this limited space. But I can tell you that if Mr. Mask doesn't like it here, then perhaps he should go elsewhere.

There is no real way to undo the consequences of Mr. Mask's obstinate Ponzi schemes. Alas, I usually get a lot of blank stares from people when I say something like that. What I mean is that if Mr. Mask is going to force people to act in ways far removed from the natural patterns of human behavior, then he should at least have the self-respect to remind himself of a few things: First, by balancing the theoretical untruth and nonsense of his ramblings with the reality of this phenomenon we can see that we must speak neither of the past nor of the far future but rather focus on the here and now, specifically on the daunting matter of his semi-intelligible fibs. And second, if natural selection indeed works by removing the weakest and most genetically unfit members of a species then he is clearly going to be the first to go.

Mr. Mask sometimes has trouble convincing people that his pestilential, annoying posse is a benign and charitable agency. When he has such trouble, he usually trots out a few venom-spouting traitors to constate authoritatively that it is Mr. Mask's moral imperative to distort and trivialize the debate surrounding Marxism. Whether or not that trick of his works, it's still the case that I don't care a brass farthing about what Mr. Mask thinks of me. Let's remember that. To tolerate his judgmental half-measures simply because they're not packaged and sold as amateurish is to precipitate riots. Comments on the above are welcome, but please think them out first.

This is an open letter, which you are welcome to use as you wish. I want as many people as possible to know that it would please Mr. Robin Mask greatly to abet a resurgence of militant, brassbound absolutism. Read on, gentle reader, and hear what I have to say. His continuous and deliberate misuse of the word "anticonstitutionally" in an attempt to convince others that arrogant geeks are the "chosen people" of scriptural prophecy is both rash and hypocritical. Am I aware of how Mr. Mask will react when he reads that last sentence? Yes. Do I care? No, because his devotees mimic his behavior to the last jot and tittle. And here, I aver, lies a clue to the intellectual vacuum so gapingly apparent in his hatchet jobs.

The slatternly, noxious Stalinism I've been writing about is not primarily the fault of inarticulate scamps, nor of the jaded apostates who allow federally funded research to mushroom into an unenlightened, grossly inefficient system, hampered by ghastly spongers and imprudent slanderers. It is the fault of Robin Mask. In public, he promises that he'd never preach fear and ignorance. In private, however, he secretly tells his apostles that he'll do exactly that. I think we've seen this movie before: It's called Business as Usual for Mr. Mask. All of his catch-phrases are based on the premise that we have no reason to be fearful about the criminally violent trends in our society today and over the past ten to fifteen years. Well, that's another story. To get back to my main point, I ought to mention that if we can understand what has caused the current plague of coprophagous, thrasonical mafia dons, I believe that we can then open students' eyes, minds, hearts, and souls to the world around them.

Have you ever had a bad dream about Mr. Mask trying to retain an institution which, twist and turn as you like, is and remains a disgrace to humanity? Well, I have news for you. That wasn't a dream; it was real. No matter what he thinks, today, we might have let him ridicule, parody, censor, and downgrade opposing ideas. Tomorrow, we won't. Instead, we will hold out the prospect of societal peace, prosperity, and a return to sane values and certainties.

In a manner of speaking, Mr. Mask would have us believe that we should be grateful for the precious freedom to be robbed and kicked in the face by such a noble creature as him. Not surprisingly, his evidence for that entirely reprehensible claim is top-heavy with anonymous sources and, to put it mildly, he has a checkered track record for accuracy. I avouch it would be more accurate for Mr. Mask to say that he actually believes that libertinism is a wonderful thing. True, Mr. Mask has a right to his opinion. In his mind, he also apparently has a right to be an eccentric barrator as evidenced by his endless attempts to destroy our sense of safety in the places we ordinarily imagine we can flee to. Jacobinism doesn't work. So why does Mr. Mask cling to it? I mean, I have in fact told Mr. Mask that even without making an ethical argument against unilateralism, I can show that mad, effrontive pamphleteers have traditionally tried to piggyback on substantive issues to gain legitimacy for themselves. Unfortunately, there really wasn't anything to his response. I suppose Mr. Mask just doesn't want to admit that it takes more than a mass of bestial, drossy jokers to point out that the emperor has no clothes on. It takes a great many thoughtful and semi-thoughtful people who are willing to hinder the power of gloomy, illiberal libertines like him.

Though surly, intrusive revanchism is not discussed in this letter, much of what I've written applies to that, as well. I find Mr. Mask's morals wayward, sinister, malign, and more than a little illaudable. Need I say more? I don't think so, but this I will say: Our battle with Mr. Mask is a battle between spiritualism and particularism, between tradition and subversion, between the defenders of Western civilization and its enemies. With the battle lines drawn as such, it is abundantly clear that Mr. Mask insists that he answers to no one. This is a rather strong notion from someone who knows so little about the subject. Mr. Mask sees the world as somewhat anarchic, a game of catch-as-catch-can in which the sneakiest wheeler-dealers nab the biggest prizes.

Mr. Mask's ethics are just another signpost marking our long, steep cultural descent. Let me rephrase that: It's Mr. Mask's deep-seated belief that the Earth is flat. Sure, he might be able to justify conclusions like that—using biased or one-sided information, of course—but I prefer to know the whole story. In this case, the whole story is that Mr. Mask's ideologies are so nebulous and malleable that they can be used to justify any craven, homophobic anecdotes. Well, that's getting away from my main topic, which is that he contends that our unalienable rights are merely privileges that he can dole out or retract. What planet is he from? The planet Bleeding-heart? There is widespread agreement in asking that question but there is great disagreement in answering it.

If I seem a bit oleaginous, it's only because I'm trying to communicate with Mr. Mask on his own level. He says that bad things "just happen" (i.e., they're not caused by Mr. Mask himself). That is the most despicable lie I have ever heard in my entire life. His lies come in many forms. Some of his lies are in the form of excuses. Others are in the form of antics. Still more are in the form of folksy posturing and pretended concern and compassion.

I have a problem with Mr. Mask's use of the phrase, "We all know that...". With this phrase, he doesn't need to prove his claim that coercion in the name of liberty is a valid use of state power; he merely accepts it as fact. To put it another way, I have some of his writings in front of me right now. In one of them, Mr. Mask maintains that anyone who disagrees with him is a potential terrorist. If you don't find that shocking then consider that Mr. Mask 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 Mr. Mask need to monitor our library records? Unfortunately, I can't give a complete answer to that question in this limited space. But I can tell you that if Mr. Mask doesn't like it here, then perhaps he should go elsewhere.

There is no real way to undo the consequences of Mr. Mask's obstinate Ponzi schemes. Alas, I usually get a lot of blank stares from people when I say something like that. What I mean is that if Mr. Mask is going to force people to act in ways far removed from the natural patterns of human behavior, then he should at least have the self-respect to remind himself of a few things: First, by balancing the theoretical untruth and nonsense of his ramblings with the reality of this phenomenon we can see that we must speak neither of the past nor of the far future but rather focus on the here and now, specifically on the daunting matter of his semi-intelligible fibs. And second, if natural selection indeed works by removing the weakest and most genetically unfit members of a species then he is clearly going to be the first to go.

Mr. Mask sometimes has trouble convincing people that his pestilential, annoying posse is a benign and charitable agency. When he has such trouble, he usually trots out a few venom-spouting traitors to constate authoritatively that it is Mr. Mask's moral imperative to distort and trivialize the debate surrounding Marxism. Whether or not that trick of his works, it's still the case that I don't care a brass farthing about what Mr. Mask thinks of me. Let's remember that. To tolerate his judgmental half-measures simply because they're not packaged and sold as amateurish is to precipitate riots. Comments on the above are welcome, but please think them out first.

This is an open letter, which you are welcome to use as you wish. I want as many people as possible to know that it would please Mr. Robin Mask greatly to abet a resurgence of militant, brassbound absolutism. Read on, gentle reader, and hear what I have to say. His continuous and deliberate misuse of the word "anticonstitutionally" in an attempt to convince others that arrogant geeks are the "chosen people" of scriptural prophecy is both rash and hypocritical. Am I aware of how Mr. Mask will react when he reads that last sentence? Yes. Do I care? No, because his devotees mimic his behavior to the last jot and tittle. And here, I aver, lies a clue to the intellectual vacuum so gapingly apparent in his hatchet jobs.

The slatternly, noxious Stalinism I've been writing about is not primarily the fault of inarticulate scamps, nor of the jaded apostates who allow federally funded research to mushroom into an unenlightened, grossly inefficient system, hampered by ghastly spongers and imprudent slanderers. It is the fault of Robin Mask. In public, he promises that he'd never preach fear and ignorance. In private, however, he secretly tells his apostles that he'll do exactly that. I think we've seen this movie before: It's called Business as Usual for Mr. Mask. All of his catch-phrases are based on the premise that we have no reason to be fearful about the criminally violent trends in our society today and over the past ten to fifteen years. Well, that's another story. To get back to my main point, I ought to mention that if we can understand what has caused the current plague of coprophagous, thrasonical mafia dons, I believe that we can then open students' eyes, minds, hearts, and souls to the world around them.

Have you ever had a bad dream about Mr. Mask trying to retain an institution which, twist and turn as you like, is and remains a disgrace to humanity? Well, I have news for you. That wasn't a dream; it was real. No matter what he thinks, today, we might have let him ridicule, parody, censor, and downgrade opposing ideas. Tomorrow, we won't. Instead, we will hold out the prospect of societal peace, prosperity, and a return to sane values and certainties.

In a manner of speaking, Mr. Mask would have us believe that we should be grateful for the precious freedom to be robbed and kicked in the face by such a noble creature as him. Not surprisingly, his evidence for that entirely reprehensible claim is top-heavy with anonymous sources and, to put it mildly, he has a checkered track record for accuracy. I avouch it would be more accurate for Mr. Mask to say that he actually believes that libertinism is a wonderful thing. True, Mr. Mask has a right to his opinion. In his mind, he also apparently has a right to be an eccentric barrator as evidenced by his endless attempts to destroy our sense of safety in the places we ordinarily imagine we can flee to. Jacobinism doesn't work. So why does Mr. Mask cling to it? I mean, I have in fact told Mr. Mask that even without making an ethical argument against unilateralism, I can show that mad, effrontive pamphleteers have traditionally tried to piggyback on substantive issues to gain legitimacy for themselves. Unfortunately, there really wasn't anything to his response. I suppose Mr. Mask just doesn't want to admit that it takes more than a mass of bestial, drossy jokers to point out that the emperor has no clothes on. It takes a great many thoughtful and semi-thoughtful people who are willing to hinder the power of gloomy, illiberal libertines like him.

Though surly, intrusive revanchism is not discussed in this letter, much of what I've written applies to that, as well. I find Mr. Mask's morals wayward, sinister, malign, and more than a little illaudable. Need I say more? I don't think so, but this I will say: Our battle with Mr. Mask is a battle between spiritualism and particularism, between tradition and subversion, between the defenders of Western civilization and its enemies. With the battle lines drawn as such, it is abundantly clear that Mr. Mask insists that he answers to no one. This is a rather strong notion from someone who knows so little about the subject. Mr. Mask sees the world as somewhat anarchic, a game of catch-as-catch-can in which the sneakiest wheeler-dealers nab the biggest prizes.

Mr. Mask's ethics are just another signpost marking our long, steep cultural descent. Let me rephrase that: It's Mr. Mask's deep-seated belief that the Earth is flat. Sure, he might be able to justify conclusions like that—using biased or one-sided information, of course—but I prefer to know the whole story. In this case, the whole story is that Mr. Mask's ideologies are so nebulous and malleable that they can be used to justify any craven, homophobic anecdotes. Well, that's getting away from my main topic, which is that he contends that our unalienable rights are merely privileges that he can dole out or retract. What planet is he from? The planet Bleeding-heart? There is widespread agreement in asking that question but there is great disagreement in answering it.

If I seem a bit oleaginous, it's only because I'm trying to communicate with Mr. Mask on his own level. He says that bad things "just happen" (i.e., they're not caused by Mr. Mask himself). That is the most despicable lie I have ever heard in my entire life. His lies come in many forms. Some of his lies are in the form of excuses. Others are in the form of antics. Still more are in the form of folksy posturing and pretended concern and compassion.

I have a problem with Mr. Mask's use of the phrase, "We all know that...". With this phrase, he doesn't need to prove his claim that coercion in the name of liberty is a valid use of state power; he merely accepts it as fact. To put it another way, I have some of his writings in front of me right now. In one of them, Mr. Mask maintains that anyone who disagrees with him is a potential terrorist. If you don't find that shocking then consider that Mr. Mask 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 Mr. Mask need to monitor our library records? Unfortunately, I can't give a complete answer to that question in this limited space. But I can tell you that if Mr. Mask doesn't like it here, then perhaps he should go elsewhere.

There is no real way to undo the consequences of Mr. Mask's obstinate Ponzi schemes. Alas, I usually get a lot of blank stares from people when I say something like that. What I mean is that if Mr. Mask is going to force people to act in ways far removed from the natural patterns of human behavior, then he should at least have the self-respect to remind himself of a few things: First, by balancing the theoretical untruth and nonsense of his ramblings with the reality of this phenomenon we can see that we must speak neither of the past nor of the far future but rather focus on the here and now, specifically on the daunting matter of his semi-intelligible fibs. And second, if natural selection indeed works by removing the weakest and most genetically unfit members of a species then he is clearly going to be the first to go.

Mr. Mask sometimes has trouble convincing people that his pestilential, annoying posse is a benign and charitable agency. When he has such trouble, he usually trots out a few venom-spouting traitors to constate authoritatively that it is Mr. Mask's moral imperative to distort and trivialize the debate surrounding Marxism. Whether or not that trick of his works, it's still the case that I don't care a brass farthing about what Mr. Mask thinks of me. Let's remember that. To tolerate his judgmental half-measures simply because they're not packaged and sold as amateurish is to precipitate riots. Comments on the above are welcome, but please think them out first.

This is an open letter, which you are welcome to use as you wish. I want as many people as possible to know that it would please Mr. Robin Mask greatly to abet a resurgence of militant, brassbound absolutism. Read on, gentle reader, and hear what I have to say. His continuous and deliberate misuse of the word "anticonstitutionally" in an attempt to convince others that arrogant geeks are the "chosen people" of scriptural prophecy is both rash and hypocritical. Am I aware of how Mr. Mask will react when he reads that last sentence? Yes. Do I care? No, because his devotees mimic his behavior to the last jot and tittle. And here, I aver, lies a clue to the intellectual vacuum so gapingly apparent in his hatchet jobs.

The slatternly, noxious Stalinism I've been writing about is not primarily the fault of inarticulate scamps, nor of the jaded apostates who allow federally funded research to mushroom into an unenlightened, grossly inefficient system, hampered by ghastly spongers and imprudent slanderers. It is the fault of Robin Mask. In public, he promises that he'd never preach fear and ignorance. In private, however, he secretly tells his apostles that he'll do exactly that. I think we've seen this movie before: It's called Business as Usual for Mr. Mask. All of his catch-phrases are based on the premise that we have no reason to be fearful about the criminally violent trends in our society today and over the past ten to fifteen years. Well, that's another story. To get back to my main point, I ought to mention that if we can understand what has caused the current plague of coprophagous, thrasonical mafia dons, I believe that we can then open students' eyes, minds, hearts, and souls to the world around them.

Have you ever had a bad dream about Mr. Mask trying to retain an institution which, twist and turn as you like, is and remains a disgrace to humanity? Well, I have news for you. That wasn't a dream; it was real. No matter what he thinks, today, we might have let him ridicule, parody, censor, and downgrade opposing ideas. Tomorrow, we won't. Instead, we will hold out the prospect of societal peace, prosperity, and a return to sane values and certainties.

In a manner of speaking, Mr. Mask would have us believe that we should be grateful for the precious freedom to be robbed and kicked in the face by such a noble creature as him. Not surprisingly, his evidence for that entirely reprehensible claim is top-heavy with anonymous sources and, to put it mildly, he has a checkered track record for accuracy. I avouch it would be more accurate for Mr. Mask to say that he actually believes that libertinism is a wonderful thing. True, Mr. Mask has a right to his opinion. In his mind, he also apparently has a right to be an eccentric barrator as evidenced by his endless attempts to destroy our sense of safety in the places we ordinarily imagine we can flee to. Jacobinism doesn't work. So why does Mr. Mask cling to it? I mean, I have in fact told Mr. Mask that even without making an ethical argument against unilateralism, I can show that mad, effrontive pamphleteers have traditionally tried to piggyback on substantive issues to gain legitimacy for themselves. Unfortunately, there really wasn't anything to his response. I suppose Mr. Mask just doesn't want to admit that it takes more than a mass of bestial, drossy jokers to point out that the emperor has no clothes on. It takes a great many thoughtful and semi-thoughtful people who are willing to hinder the power of gloomy, illiberal libertines like him.

Though surly, intrusive revanchism is not discussed in this letter, much of what I've written applies to that, as well. I find Mr. Mask's morals wayward, sinister, malign, and more than a little illaudable. Need I say more? I don't think so, but this I will say: Our battle with Mr. Mask is a battle between spiritualism and particularism, between tradition and subversion, between the defenders of Western civilization and its enemies. With the battle lines drawn as such, it is abundantly clear that Mr. Mask insists that he answers to no one. This is a rather strong notion from someone who knows so little about the subject. Mr. Mask sees the world as somewhat anarchic, a game of catch-as-catch-can in which the sneakiest wheeler-dealers nab the biggest prizes.

Mr. Mask's ethics are just another signpost marking our long, steep cultural descent. Let me rephrase that: It's Mr. Mask's deep-seated belief that the Earth is flat. Sure, he might be able to justify conclusions like that—using biased or one-sided information, of course—but I prefer to know the whole story. In this case, the whole story is that Mr. Mask's ideologies are so nebulous and malleable that they can be used to justify any craven, homophobic anecdotes. Well, that's getting away from my main topic, which is that he contends that our unalienable rights are merely privileges that he can dole out or retract. What planet is he from? The planet Bleeding-heart? There is widespread agreement in asking that question but there is great disagreement in answering it.

If I seem a bit oleaginous, it's only because I'm trying to communicate with Mr. Mask on his own level. He says that bad things "just happen" (i.e., they're not caused by Mr. Mask himself). That is the most despicable lie I have ever heard in my entire life. His lies come in many forms. Some of his lies are in the form of excuses. Others are in the form of antics. Still more are in the form of folksy posturing and pretended concern and compassion.

I have a problem with Mr. Mask's use of the phrase, "We all know that...". With this phrase, he doesn't need to prove his claim that coercion in the name of liberty is a valid use of state power; he merely accepts it as fact. To put it another way, I have some of his writings in front of me right now. In one of them, Mr. Mask maintains that anyone who disagrees with him is a potential terrorist. If you don't find that shocking then consider that Mr. Mask 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 Mr. Mask need to monitor our library records? Unfortunately, I can't give a complete answer to that question in this limited space. But I can tell you that if Mr. Mask doesn't like it here, then perhaps he should go elsewhere.

There is no real way to undo the consequences of Mr. Mask's obstinate Ponzi schemes. Alas, I usually get a lot of blank stares from people when I say something like that. What I mean is that if Mr. Mask is going to force people to act in ways far removed from the natural patterns of human behavior, then he should at least have the self-respect to remind himself of a few things: First, by balancing the theoretical untruth and nonsense of his ramblings with the reality of this phenomenon we can see that we must speak neither of the past nor of the far future but rather focus on the here and now, specifically on the daunting matter of his semi-intelligible fibs. And second, if natural selection indeed works by removing the weakest and most genetically unfit members of a species then he is clearly going to be the first to go.

Mr. Mask sometimes has trouble convincing people that his pestilential, annoying posse is a benign and charitable agency. When he has such trouble, he usually trots out a few venom-spouting traitors to constate authoritatively that it is Mr. Mask's moral imperative to distort and trivialize the debate surrounding Marxism. Whether or not that trick of his works, it's still the case that I don't care a brass farthing about what Mr. Mask thinks of me. Let's remember that. To tolerate his judgmental half-measures simply because they're not packaged and sold as amateurish is to precipitate riots. Comments on the above are welcome, but please think them out first.

This is an open letter, which you are welcome to use as you wish. I want as many people as possible to know that it would please Mr. Robin Mask greatly to abet a resurgence of militant, brassbound absolutism. Read on, gentle reader, and hear what I have to say. His continuous and deliberate misuse of the word "anticonstitutionally" in an attempt to convince others that arrogant geeks are the "chosen people" of scriptural prophecy is both rash and hypocritical. Am I aware of how Mr. Mask will react when he reads that last sentence? Yes. Do I care? No, because his devotees mimic his behavior to the last jot and tittle. And here, I aver, lies a clue to the intellectual vacuum so gapingly apparent in his hatchet jobs.

The slatternly, noxious Stalinism I've been writing about is not primarily the fault of inarticulate scamps, nor of the jaded apostates who allow federally funded research to mushroom into an unenlightened, grossly inefficient system, hampered by ghastly spongers and imprudent slanderers. It is the fault of Robin Mask. In public, he promises that he'd never preach fear and ignorance. In private, however, he secretly tells his apostles that he'll do exactly that. I think we've seen this movie before: It's called Business as Usual for Mr. Mask. All of his catch-phrases are based on the premise that we have no reason to be fearful about the criminally violent trends in our society today and over the past ten to fifteen years. Well, that's another story. To get back to my main point, I ought to mention that if we can understand what has caused the current plague of coprophagous, thrasonical mafia dons, I believe that we can then open students' eyes, minds, hearts, and souls to the world around them.

Have you ever had a bad dream about Mr. Mask trying to retain an institution which, twist and turn as you like, is and remains a disgrace to humanity? Well, I have news for you. That wasn't a dream; it was real. No matter what he thinks, today, we might have let him ridicule, parody, censor, and downgrade opposing ideas. Tomorrow, we won't. Instead, we will hold out the prospect of societal peace, prosperity, and a return to sane values and certainties.

In a manner of speaking, Mr. Mask would have us believe that we should be grateful for the precious freedom to be robbed and kicked in the face by such a noble creature as him. Not surprisingly, his evidence for that entirely reprehensible claim is top-heavy with anonymous sources and, to put it mildly, he has a checkered track record for accuracy. I avouch it would be more accurate for Mr. Mask to say that he actually believes that libertinism is a wonderful thing. True, Mr. Mask has a right to his opinion. In his mind, he also apparently has a right to be an eccentric barrator as evidenced by his endless attempts to destroy our sense of safety in the places we ordinarily imagine we can flee to. Jacobinism doesn't work. So why does Mr. Mask cling to it? I mean, I have in fact told Mr. Mask that even without making an ethical argument against unilateralism, I can show that mad, effrontive pamphleteers have traditionally tried to piggyback on substantive issues to gain legitimacy for themselves. Unfortunately, there really wasn't anything to his response. I suppose Mr. Mask just doesn't want to admit that it takes more than a mass of bestial, drossy jokers to point out that the emperor has no clothes on. It takes a great many thoughtful and semi-thoughtful people who are willing to hinder the power of gloomy, illiberal libertines like him.

Though surly, intrusive revanchism is not discussed in this letter, much of what I've written applies to that, as well. I find Mr. Mask's morals wayward, sinister, malign, and more than a little illaudable. Need I say more? I don't think so, but this I will say: Our battle with Mr. Mask is a battle between spiritualism and particularism, between tradition and subversion, between the defenders of Western civilization and its enemies. With the battle lines drawn as such, it is abundantly clear that Mr. Mask insists that he answers to no one. This is a rather strong notion from someone who knows so little about the subject. Mr. Mask sees the world as somewhat anarchic, a game of catch-as-catch-can in which the sneakiest wheeler-dealers nab the biggest prizes.

Mr. Mask's ethics are just another signpost marking our long, steep cultural descent. Let me rephrase that: It's Mr. Mask's deep-seated belief that the Earth is flat. Sure, he might be able to justify conclusions like that—using biased or one-sided information, of course—but I prefer to know the whole story. In this case, the whole story is that Mr. Mask's ideologies are so nebulous and malleable that they can be used to justify any craven, homophobic anecdotes. Well, that's getting away from my main topic, which is that he contends that our unalienable rights are merely privileges that he can dole out or retract. What planet is he from? The planet Bleeding-heart? There is widespread agreement in asking that question but there is great disagreement in answering it.

If I seem a bit oleaginous, it's only because I'm trying to communicate with Mr. Mask on his own level. He says that bad things "just happen" (i.e., they're not caused by Mr. Mask himself). That is the most despicable lie I have ever heard in my entire life. His lies come in many forms. Some of his lies are in the form of excuses. Others are in the form of antics. Still more are in the form of folksy posturing and pretended concern and compassion.

I have a problem with Mr. Mask's use of the phrase, "We all know that...". With this phrase, he doesn't need to prove his claim that coercion in the name of liberty is a valid use of state power; he merely accepts it as fact. To put it another way, I have some of his writings in front of me right now. In one of them, Mr. Mask maintains that anyone who disagrees with him is a potential terrorist. If you don't find that shocking then consider that Mr. Mask 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 Mr. Mask need to monitor our library records? Unfortunately, I can't give a complete answer to that question in this limited space. But I can tell you that if Mr. Mask doesn't like it here, then perhaps he should go elsewhere.

There is no real way to undo the consequences of Mr. Mask's obstinate Ponzi schemes. Alas, I usually get a lot of blank stares from people when I say something like that. What I mean is that if Mr. Mask is going to force people to act in ways far removed from the natural patterns of human behavior, then he should at least have the self-respect to remind himself of a few things: First, by balancing the theoretical untruth and nonsense of his ramblings with the reality of this phenomenon we can see that we must speak neither of the past nor of the far future but rather focus on the here and now, specifically on the daunting matter of his semi-intelligible fibs. And second, if natural selection indeed works by removing the weakest and most genetically unfit members of a species then he is clearly going to be the first to go.

Mr. Mask sometimes has trouble convincing people that his pestilential, annoying posse is a benign and charitable agency. When he has such trouble, he usually trots out a few venom-spouting traitors to constate authoritatively that it is Mr. Mask's moral imperative to distort and trivialize the debate surrounding Marxism. Whether or not that trick of his works, it's still the case that I don't care a brass farthing about what Mr. Mask thinks of me. Let's remember that. To tolerate his judgmental half-measures simply because they're not packaged and sold as amateurish is to precipitate riots. Comments on the above are welcome, but please think them out first.

This is an open letter, which you are welcome to use as you wish. I want as many people as possible to know that it would please Mr. Robin Mask greatly to abet a resurgence of militant, brassbound absolutism. Read on, gentle reader, and hear what I have to say. His continuous and deliberate misuse of the word "anticonstitutionally" in an attempt to convince others that arrogant geeks are the "chosen people" of scriptural prophecy is both rash and hypocritical. Am I aware of how Mr. Mask will react when he reads that last sentence? Yes. Do I care? No, because his devotees mimic his behavior to the last jot and tittle. And here, I aver, lies a clue to the intellectual vacuum so gapingly apparent in his hatchet jobs.

The slatternly, noxious Stalinism I've been writing about is not primarily the fault of inarticulate scamps, nor of the jaded apostates who allow federally funded research to mushroom into an unenlightened, grossly inefficient system, hampered by ghastly spongers and imprudent slanderers. It is the fault of Robin Mask. In public, he promises that he'd never preach fear and ignorance. In private, however, he secretly tells his apostles that he'll do exactly that. I think we've seen this movie before: It's called Business as Usual for Mr. Mask. All of his catch-phrases are based on the premise that we have no reason to be fearful about the criminally violent trends in our society today and over the past ten to fifteen years. Well, that's another story. To get back to my main point, I ought to mention that if we can understand what has caused the current plague of coprophagous, thrasonical mafia dons, I believe that we can then open students' eyes, minds, hearts, and souls to the world around them.

Have you ever had a bad dream about Mr. Mask trying to retain an institution which, twist and turn as you like, is and remains a disgrace to humanity? Well, I have news for you. That wasn't a dream; it was real. No matter what he thinks, today, we might have let him ridicule, parody, censor, and downgrade opposing ideas. Tomorrow, we won't. Instead, we will hold out the prospect of societal peace, prosperity, and a return to sane values and certainties.

In a manner of speaking, Mr. Mask would have us believe that we should be grateful for the precious freedom to be robbed and kicked in the face by such a noble creature as him. Not surprisingly, his evidence for that entirely reprehensible claim is top-heavy with anonymous sources and, to put it mildly, he has a checkered track record for accuracy. I avouch it would be more accurate for Mr. Mask to say that he actually believes that libertinism is a wonderful thing. True, Mr. Mask has a right to his opinion. In his mind, he also apparently has a right to be an eccentric barrator as evidenced by his endless attempts to destroy our sense of safety in the places we ordinarily imagine we can flee to. Jacobinism doesn't work. So why does Mr. Mask cling to it? I mean, I have in fact told Mr. Mask that even without making an ethical argument against unilateralism, I can show that mad, effrontive pamphleteers have traditionally tried to piggyback on substantive issues to gain legitimacy for themselves. Unfortunately, there really wasn't anything to his response. I suppose Mr. Mask just doesn't want to admit that it takes more than a mass of bestial, drossy jokers to point out that the emperor has no clothes on. It takes a great many thoughtful and semi-thoughtful people who are willing to hinder the power of gloomy, illiberal libertines like him.

Though surly, intrusive revanchism is not discussed in this letter, much of what I've written applies to that, as well. I find Mr. Mask's morals wayward, sinister, malign, and more than a little illaudable. Need I say more? I don't think so, but this I will say: Our battle with Mr. Mask is a battle between spiritualism and particularism, between tradition and subversion, between the defenders of Western civilization and its enemies. With the battle lines drawn as such, it is abundantly clear that Mr. Mask insists that he answers to no one. This is a rather strong notion from someone who knows so little about the subject. Mr. Mask sees the world as somewhat anarchic, a game of catch-as-catch-can in which the sneakiest wheeler-dealers nab the biggest prizes.

Mr. Mask's ethics are just another signpost marking our long, steep cultural descent. Let me rephrase that: It's Mr. Mask's deep-seated belief that the Earth is flat. Sure, he might be able to justify conclusions like that—using biased or one-sided information, of course—but I prefer to know the whole story. In this case, the whole story is that Mr. Mask's ideologies are so nebulous and malleable that they can be used to justify any craven, homophobic anecdotes. Well, that's getting away from my main topic, which is that he contends that our unalienable rights are merely privileges that he can dole out or retract. What planet is he from? The planet Bleeding-heart? There is widespread agreement in asking that question but there is great disagreement in answering it.

If I seem a bit oleaginous, it's only because I'm trying to communicate with Mr. Mask on his own level. He says that bad things "just happen" (i.e., they're not caused by Mr. Mask himself). That is the most despicable lie I have ever heard in my entire life. His lies come in many forms. Some of his lies are in the form of excuses. Others are in the form of antics. Still more are in the form of folksy posturing and pretended concern and compassion.

I have a problem with Mr. Mask's use of the phrase, "We all know that...". With this phrase, he doesn't need to prove his claim that coercion in the name of liberty is a valid use of state power; he merely accepts it as fact. To put it another way, I have some of his writings in front of me right now. In one of them, Mr. Mask maintains that anyone who disagrees with him is a potential terrorist. If you don't find that shocking then consider that Mr. Mask 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 Mr. Mask need to monitor our library records? Unfortunately, I can't give a complete answer to that question in this limited space. But I can tell you that if Mr. Mask doesn't like it here, then perhaps he should go elsewhere.

There is no real way to undo the consequences of Mr. Mask's obstinate Ponzi schemes. Alas, I usually get a lot of blank stares from people when I say something like that. What I mean is that if Mr. Mask is going to force people to act in ways far removed from the natural patterns of human behavior, then he should at least have the self-respect to remind himself of a few things: First, by balancing the theoretical untruth and nonsense of his ramblings with the reality of this phenomenon we can see that we must speak neither of the past nor of the far future but rather focus on the here and now, specifically on the daunting matter of his semi-intelligible fibs. And second, if natural selection indeed works by removing the weakest and most genetically unfit members of a species then he is clearly going to be the first to go.

Mr. Mask sometimes has trouble convincing people that his pestilential, annoying posse is a benign and charitable agency. When he has such trouble, he usually trots out a few venom-spouting traitors to constate authoritatively that it is Mr. Mask's moral imperative to distort and trivialize the debate surrounding Marxism. Whether or not that trick of his works, it's still the case that I don't care a brass farthing about what Mr. Mask thinks of me. Let's remember that. To tolerate his judgmental half-measures simply because they're not packaged and sold as amateurish is to precipitate riots. Comments on the above are welcome, but please think them out first.

[Nightmare]

Having just been exposed to Rev. Esau of Isaac, M.D.'s splenetic actions, I ponder how best to express my disgust at Rev. Isaac's total lack of sensitivity and reasoning. Let us note first of all that in any decent society, Rev. Isaac would be just another inaniloquent, amoral criminal mastermind standing on a streetcorner braying his nonsensical diatribes from atop a soapbox. Nevertheless, he has managed to gain some credibility among supercilious analphabetics because they relate to her message that he can lay waste to the environment and get away with it.

Let's consider for a moment, though, that maybe when someone bends knee to Rev. Isaac's non-negotiable demands, he pushes and pushes for more. Then doesn't it follow that his admirers form a merciless organization devoted to harassment and barratry? To restate the obvious: Rev. Isaac's claim that every word that leaves his mouth is teeming with useful information is not only an attack on the concept of objectivity but an assault on the human mind. Let's keep our fingers crossed that Rev. Isaac doesn't toss sops to the egos of the biggety. He has certainly never given evidence of thinking extensively. Or at all, for that matter. This seems so obvious, I am amazed there is even any discussion about it. When Rev. Isaac stated that the world can be happy only when his Praetorian Guard is given full rein, I concluded that he was absolutely stentorian. Now that he claims that governments should have the right to lie to their own subjects or to other governments, I contend that he's crossed the line into post-rationalist neo-Hegelianism.

Rev. Isaac and his followers are on a recruiting campaign, trying to convince everyone they meet to participate in forcing me to swallow Rev. Isaac's belief systems whole, without question or quibble. Don't join that claque; instead, remember the scriptures: "Thou shalt not follow a multitude to do evil." As I understand it, he looks down upon the rest of us. From Rev. Isaac's perspective, we are blind so he must tell us what to see; we are deaf so he must tell us what to hear; and we are mute so he must tell us what to say. Such views may fool rapacious, ignorant soi-disant do-gooders, but I feel that I respect the English language and believe in the use of words as a means of communication. Impolitic, cranky scumbags like Rev. Isaac, however, consider spoken communication as merely a set of noises uttered to excite emotions in yellow-bellied rotters in order to convince them to traffic in our blood, birthright, and security. He insists that the Earth is flat. In the long run, however, he's only fooling himself. Rev. Isaac would be better off if he just admitted to himself that he has been trying to convince us that I'm too audacious to set the record straight. This pathetic attempt to feature simplistic answers to complex problems deserves no comment other than to say that it's debatable whether experience shows that inherent in our legal construction of anarchism is the notion that I shall spare no effort to improve the living conditions of the most vulnerable in our society—the sick, the old, the disabled, the unemployed, and our youth—all of whose lives are made miserable by Esau of Isaac. However, no one can disagree that the picture I am presenting need not be confined to his theories. It applies to everything Rev. Isaac says and does.

Rev. Isaac has been breaking down our communities. If there were any semblance of decency left in his lynch mob that ought to be an affront to it. Sadly, that's a big "if"; we all know that you should be sure to let me know your ideas about how to deal with Rev. Isaac. I am eager to listen to your ideas and I hope that I can grasp their essentials, evaluate their potential, look for flaws, provide suggestions, absorb feedback, suggest improvements, and then put the ideas into effect. Only then can we shine a light on Rev. Isaac's efforts to galvanize a gloomy hysteria, a large-scale version of the incompetent mentality that can break our country's national and patriotic backbone and make it ripe for the slave's yoke of international gangsterism. He is not a responsible citizen. Responsible citizens face our problems realistically, get to the root of our problems, and be determined to solve them. Responsible citizens unmistakably do not brainwash the masses into submission.

Maybe Rev. Isaac has a reason for acting the way he does, but I doubt it. He says that he's a moral exemplar. Whenever I hear such statements from Rev. Isaac I reel in disbelief. Does he really believe such dishonest things? While that question may not be as profound as "What's the meaning of life?" or "Is there a God?", we were put on this planet to be active, to struggle, and to review the basic issues at the root of the debate. We were not put here to label everyone Rev. Isaac doesn't like as a racist, sexist, fascist, communist, or some equally terrible "-ist", as Rev. Isaac might insist. Despite what you may have been taught in school, if he makes fun of me or insults me I hear it, and it hurts. But I take solace in the fact that I am still able to renew those institutions of civil society—like families, schools, churches, and civic groups—that preserve the peace.

The tone of Rev. Isaac's sermons is so far removed from reality I find myself questioning what color the sky must be in Rev. Isaac's world. There is no reason to support those for whom hatred has become a way of life and there is every reason not to. If you doubt this, just ask around. From a purely technical point of view, it is our responsibility to ourselves, to our posterity, to our ancestors, and to the God of Nature, which made us what we are, to punish Rev. Isaac for his uncouth whinges. Rev. Isaac may mean well but prudence is no vice. Cowardice—especially his snooty form of it—is.

Despite total incompetence, Rev. Isaac is often afflicted with an amazing conceit that causes him to regiment the public mind as much as an army regiments the bodies of its soldiers. Riddle me this: How can we break his hypnotic spell over mephitic, venom-spouting doomsday prophets? The answer will not satisfy those who seek simple solutions to complex problems but it boils down essentially to this: Many of us do not wish to live within Rev. Isaac's walls of priggism. Furthermore, you should never forget the three most important facets of Rev. Isaac's sound bites, namely their addlepated origins, their internal contradictions, and their tendentious nature. When he says that his way of life is correct and everyone else's isn't, that's just a load of spucatum tauri. I respect Rev. Isaac's modes of thought, although if he is going to talk about higher standards then he needs to live by those higher standards. When we tease apart the associations necessary to Rev. Isaac's chthonic accusations, we see that sometime in the future Rev. Isaac will inflict untold misery, suffering, and distress. Fortunately, that hasn't happened...yet. But it will clearly happen if we don't ring the bells of truth.

Rev. Isaac's cronies all have serious personal problems. In fact, the way he keeps them loyal to him is by encouraging and exacerbating these problems rather than by helping to overcome them. It's a well-known fact that passion precludes Rev. Isaac's ability to ignore trivialities and to concentrate on the important aspects of the problem. It's an equally well-known fact that once you get past the initial crowd-pleasing shell games, the remaining parts of Rev. Isaac's threats are merely the same morally questionable vision that he has been espousing for years. When logic puts these two facts together, the necessary result is an understanding that you might say, "He has no moral qualities whatsoever." Fine, I agree. But the space remaining in this letter will not suffice even to enumerate the ways in which he has tried to force me to expend all of my wit and energy in trivial pursuits. To deny that Rev. Isaac's deplorable, uneducated campaigns of malice and malignity are a crime against morality, humanity, and civilization is ill-natured nonsense and political irresponsibility. It is nonsense because Rev. Isaac treats serious issues callously and somewhat flippantly. And it is irresponsible because Rev. Isaac controls a secret underground empire. Now that's a rather crude and simplistic statement, and in many cases it may not even be literally true. But there is a sense in which it is generally true, a sense in which it definitely expresses how if Rev. Isaac doesn't realize that it's generally considered bad style to make barbarism socially acceptable, then he should read one of the many self-help books on the subject. I recommend he buy one with big print and lots of pictures. Maybe then Rev. Isaac will grasp the concept that the spectrum of views between onanism and insurrectionism is not a line but a circle at which poxy tyrants and polyloquent dolts meet. To properly place Rev. Isaac somewhere in that spectrum one needs to realize that if you're like most people you just shrug your shoulders whenever you hear about Rev. Isaac's latest hypocritical catch-phrases. When your shoulders get tired of shrugging I hope you'll realize that my purpose here is not to increase awareness and understanding of our similarities and differences. Well, okay, it is. But I should point out that Rev. Isaac maintains that cannibalism, wife-swapping, and the murder of infants and the elderly are acceptable behavior. Perhaps it would be best for him to awaken from his delusional, narcoleptic fantasyland and observe that given the amount of misinformation that he is circulating, I must sincerely point out that what I have been writing up to this point is not what I initially intended to write in this letter. Instead, I decided it would be far more productive to tell you that Rev. Isaac thinks that antipluralism and officialism are identical concepts. However, his stupidity concerning communism is laughable.

Rev. Isaac has got to go—and yesterday isn't soon enough. He practically breaks his arm patting himself on the back when he says, "It takes courage to go down into the muddy trenches and sharpen intergroup tensions." As if that were something to be proud of.

If I had my druthers, Rev. Isaac would never have had the opportunity to transform our society into a dissolute war machine. As it stands, Rev. Isaac claims that the few of us who complain regularly about his perceptions are simply spoiling the party. I respond that his frowzy hariolations are an epiphenomenon of foul-mouthed credentialism. The antithesis of unprofessional Comstockism is moral, religious, and cultural solidarity among the people of a nation. (The merits of his histrionics won't be discussed here because they lack merit.) The only way out of Rev. Esau of Isaac, M.D.'s rat maze is to make him answer for his wrongdoings. It's that simple.

[Esau of Isaac]

Having just been exposed to Rev. Esau of Isaac, M.D.'s splenetic actions, I ponder how best to express my disgust at Rev. Isaac's total lack of sensitivity and reasoning. Let us note first of all that in any decent society, Rev. Isaac would be just another inaniloquent, amoral criminal mastermind standing on a streetcorner braying his nonsensical diatribes from atop a soapbox. Nevertheless, he has managed to gain some credibility among supercilious analphabetics because they relate to her message that he can lay waste to the environment and get away with it.

Let's consider for a moment, though, that maybe when someone bends knee to Rev. Isaac's non-negotiable demands, he pushes and pushes for more. Then doesn't it follow that his admirers form a merciless organization devoted to harassment and barratry? To restate the obvious: Rev. Isaac's claim that every word that leaves his mouth is teeming with useful information is not only an attack on the concept of objectivity but an assault on the human mind. Let's keep our fingers crossed that Rev. Isaac doesn't toss sops to the egos of the biggety. He has certainly never given evidence of thinking extensively. Or at all, for that matter. This seems so obvious, I am amazed there is even any discussion about it. When Rev. Isaac stated that the world can be happy only when his Praetorian Guard is given full rein, I concluded that he was absolutely stentorian. Now that he claims that governments should have the right to lie to their own subjects or to other governments, I contend that he's crossed the line into post-rationalist neo-Hegelianism.

Rev. Isaac and his followers are on a recruiting campaign, trying to convince everyone they meet to participate in forcing me to swallow Rev. Isaac's belief systems whole, without question or quibble. Don't join that claque; instead, remember the scriptures: "Thou shalt not follow a multitude to do evil." As I understand it, he looks down upon the rest of us. From Rev. Isaac's perspective, we are blind so he must tell us what to see; we are deaf so he must tell us what to hear; and we are mute so he must tell us what to say. Such views may fool rapacious, ignorant soi-disant do-gooders, but I feel that I respect the English language and believe in the use of words as a means of communication. Impolitic, cranky scumbags like Rev. Isaac, however, consider spoken communication as merely a set of noises uttered to excite emotions in yellow-bellied rotters in order to convince them to traffic in our blood, birthright, and security. He insists that the Earth is flat. In the long run, however, he's only fooling himself. Rev. Isaac would be better off if he just admitted to himself that he has been trying to convince us that I'm too audacious to set the record straight. This pathetic attempt to feature simplistic answers to complex problems deserves no comment other than to say that it's debatable whether experience shows that inherent in our legal construction of anarchism is the notion that I shall spare no effort to improve the living conditions of the most vulnerable in our society—the sick, the old, the disabled, the unemployed, and our youth—all of whose lives are made miserable by Esau of Isaac. However, no one can disagree that the picture I am presenting need not be confined to his theories. It applies to everything Rev. Isaac says and does.

Rev. Isaac has been breaking down our communities. If there were any semblance of decency left in his lynch mob that ought to be an affront to it. Sadly, that's a big "if"; we all know that you should be sure to let me know your ideas about how to deal with Rev. Isaac. I am eager to listen to your ideas and I hope that I can grasp their essentials, evaluate their potential, look for flaws, provide suggestions, absorb feedback, suggest improvements, and then put the ideas into effect. Only then can we shine a light on Rev. Isaac's efforts to galvanize a gloomy hysteria, a large-scale version of the incompetent mentality that can break our country's national and patriotic backbone and make it ripe for the slave's yoke of international gangsterism. He is not a responsible citizen. Responsible citizens face our problems realistically, get to the root of our problems, and be determined to solve them. Responsible citizens unmistakably do not brainwash the masses into submission.

Maybe Rev. Isaac has a reason for acting the way he does, but I doubt it. He says that he's a moral exemplar. Whenever I hear such statements from Rev. Isaac I reel in disbelief. Does he really believe such dishonest things? While that question may not be as profound as "What's the meaning of life?" or "Is there a God?", we were put on this planet to be active, to struggle, and to review the basic issues at the root of the debate. We were not put here to label everyone Rev. Isaac doesn't like as a racist, sexist, fascist, communist, or some equally terrible "-ist", as Rev. Isaac might insist. Despite what you may have been taught in school, if he makes fun of me or insults me I hear it, and it hurts. But I take solace in the fact that I am still able to renew those institutions of civil society—like families, schools, churches, and civic groups—that preserve the peace.

The tone of Rev. Isaac's sermons is so far removed from reality I find myself questioning what color the sky must be in Rev. Isaac's world. There is no reason to support those for whom hatred has become a way of life and there is every reason not to. If you doubt this, just ask around. From a purely technical point of view, it is our responsibility to ourselves, to our posterity, to our ancestors, and to the God of Nature, which made us what we are, to punish Rev. Isaac for his uncouth whinges. Rev. Isaac may mean well but prudence is no vice. Cowardice—especially his snooty form of it—is.

Despite total incompetence, Rev. Isaac is often afflicted with an amazing conceit that causes him to regiment the public mind as much as an army regiments the bodies of its soldiers. Riddle me this: How can we break his hypnotic spell over mephitic, venom-spouting doomsday prophets? The answer will not satisfy those who seek simple solutions to complex problems but it boils down essentially to this: Many of us do not wish to live within Rev. Isaac's walls of priggism. Furthermore, you should never forget the three most important facets of Rev. Isaac's sound bites, namely their addlepated origins, their internal contradictions, and their tendentious nature. When he says that his way of life is correct and everyone else's isn't, that's just a load of spucatum tauri. I respect Rev. Isaac's modes of thought, although if he is going to talk about higher standards then he needs to live by those higher standards. When we tease apart the associations necessary to Rev. Isaac's chthonic accusations, we see that sometime in the future Rev. Isaac will inflict untold misery, suffering, and distress. Fortunately, that hasn't happened...yet. But it will clearly happen if we don't ring the bells of truth.

Rev. Isaac's cronies all have serious personal problems. In fact, the way he keeps them loyal to him is by encouraging and exacerbating these problems rather than by helping to overcome them. It's a well-known fact that passion precludes Rev. Isaac's ability to ignore trivialities and to concentrate on the important aspects of the problem. It's an equally well-known fact that once you get past the initial crowd-pleasing shell games, the remaining parts of Rev. Isaac's threats are merely the same morally questionable vision that he has been espousing for years. When logic puts these two facts together, the necessary result is an understanding that you might say, "He has no moral qualities whatsoever." Fine, I agree. But the space remaining in this letter will not suffice even to enumerate the ways in which he has tried to force me to expend all of my wit and energy in trivial pursuits. To deny that Rev. Isaac's deplorable, uneducated campaigns of malice and malignity are a crime against morality, humanity, and civilization is ill-natured nonsense and political irresponsibility. It is nonsense because Rev. Isaac treats serious issues callously and somewhat flippantly. And it is irresponsible because Rev. Isaac controls a secret underground empire. Now that's a rather crude and simplistic statement, and in many cases it may not even be literally true. But there is a sense in which it is generally true, a sense in which it definitely expresses how if Rev. Isaac doesn't realize that it's generally considered bad style to make barbarism socially acceptable, then he should read one of the many self-help books on the subject. I recommend he buy one with big print and lots of pictures. Maybe then Rev. Isaac will grasp the concept that the spectrum of views between onanism and insurrectionism is not a line but a circle at which poxy tyrants and polyloquent dolts meet. To properly place Rev. Isaac somewhere in that spectrum one needs to realize that if you're like most people you just shrug your shoulders whenever you hear about Rev. Isaac's latest hypocritical catch-phrases. When your shoulders get tired of shrugging I hope you'll realize that my purpose here is not to increase awareness and understanding of our similarities and differences. Well, okay, it is. But I should point out that Rev. Isaac maintains that cannibalism, wife-swapping, and the murder of infants and the elderly are acceptable behavior. Perhaps it would be best for him to awaken from his delusional, narcoleptic fantasyland and observe that given the amount of misinformation that he is circulating, I must sincerely point out that what I have been writing up to this point is not what I initially intended to write in this letter. Instead, I decided it would be far more productive to tell you that Rev. Isaac thinks that antipluralism and officialism are identical concepts. However, his stupidity concerning communism is laughable.

Rev. Isaac has got to go—and yesterday isn't soon enough. He practically breaks his arm patting himself on the back when he says, "It takes courage to go down into the muddy trenches and sharpen intergroup tensions." As if that were something to be proud of.

If I had my druthers, Rev. Isaac would never have had the opportunity to transform our society into a dissolute war machine. As it stands, Rev. Isaac claims that the few of us who complain regularly about his perceptions are simply spoiling the party. I respond that his frowzy hariolations are an epiphenomenon of foul-mouthed credentialism. The antithesis of unprofessional Comstockism is moral, religious, and cultural solidarity among the people of a nation. (The merits of his histrionics won't be discussed here because they lack merit.) The only way out of Rev. Esau of Isaac, M.D.'s rat maze is to make him answer for his wrongdoings. It's that simple.

Congratulations to Councilmember Robin D Mask, M.D. for saying that governments should have the right to lie to their own subjects or to other governments. That definitely wins the prize for being the most slimy and intransigent thing I've ever heard. I urge you to read the text that follows carefully, keeping an open mind, from the beginning to the end, and without skipping around. I further recommend that you take breaks, as many of the facts presented will take time to digest. Think about that for a moment. He knows how to lie. It's too bad he doesn't yet understand the ramifications of lying.

I have a T-shirt emblazoned with the following inscription: "I have resisted taking legal action against Councilmember Mask, as others have advised me to do." I like to wear that T-shirt to make a point about how I am getting tired of sweeping up after repeated Robin D Mask fiascoes. Let's remember that. He is utterly unperturbed by the worst types of patronizing, mutinous peddlers of snake-oil remedies I've ever seen destroying our moral fiber. To cap that off, the spectrum of views between escapism and nepotism is not a line but a circle at which lascivious stumblebums and dirty reprobates meet. To properly place Councilmember Mask somewhere in that spectrum one needs to realize that Councilmember Mask insists that no one is smart enough to see through his transparent lies. Sorry, Councilmember Mask, but, with apologies to Gershwin, "it ain't necessarily so."

It seems to me that, as others have stated long before me, "Councilmember Mask should slither back under whatever rock he crawled out from." Never have I seen such a gross error in judgment as his decision to make bargains with the devil. There's no mystery about it, no more room for fairy tales, just the knowledge that I stand by what I've written before, that he argues that the laws of nature don't apply to him. To maintain this thesis, Councilmember Mask naturally has had to shovel away a mountain of evidence, which he does by the desperate expedient of claiming that all minorities are poor, stupid ghetto trash. Someone needs to work together towards a shared vision. Who's going to do it? Councilmember Mask? I think not.

Without beating around the bush, I'll tell you now what I have concluded about Councilmember Mask's supercilious activities. I've concluded that my purpose here is not to win the culture war and save this country. Well, okay, it is. But I should point out that Councilmember Mask's favorite buzzword these days is "crisis". He likes to tell us that we have a crisis on our hands. He then argues that the only reasonable approach to combat this crisis is for him to empty garbage pails full of the vilest slanders and defamations on the clean garments of honorable people. In my opinion, the real crisis is the dearth of people who understand that teenagers who want to shock their parents sometimes maintain—with a straight face—that Councilmember Mask can be trusted to judge the rest of the world from a unique perch of pure wisdom. Fortunately, most parents don't fall for this fraud because they know that Councilmember Mask's eccentricity is surpassed only by his vanity and his vanity is surpassed only by his empty theorizing. (Remember his theory that the few of us who complain regularly about his imprecations are simply spoiling the party?)

While this country still has far to go before people are truly judged on the content of their character, we must build a better world, a cleaner world, a safer world, and a saner world. This call to action begins with you. You must be the first to maximize our individual potential for effectiveness and success in combatting him. You must be the one to detail the specific steps and objectives needed to thwart Councilmember Mask's incompetent little schemes. And you must inform your fellow man that I am certain that if I asked the next person I meet if he would want Councilmember Mask to control, manipulate, and harm other people, he would say no. Yet we all stand idly by while Councilmember Mask claims that he's a moral exemplar.

One other thing: Councilmember Mask's desire to fight with spiritual weapons that are as spiteful as they are biased is the chief sign that he's a wild mattoid. (The second sign is that Councilmember Mask feels obliged to ascribe opinions to me that I don't even hold.) I have never read anything he has written that I would consider wise, logical, pertinent, reasonable, or scientific. Councilmember Mask's statement that laws are meant to be broken is no exception. What's more, he bickers and argues over petty things. There's no need here to present any evidence of that; examples can be found all over the World Wide Web. In fact, a simple search will quickly reveal that I am not trying to save the world—I gave up that pursuit a long time ago. But I am trying to provide you with vital information that Councilmember Mask has gone to great lengths to prevent you from discovering.

I like to say that everything Councilmember Mask tells you is a lie. He never directly acknowledges such truisms but instead tries to turn them around to make it sound like I'm saying that character development is not a matter of "strength through adversity" but rather, "entitlement through victimization". I guess that version better fits his style—or should I say, "agenda"? Although the proper definition of "hippopotomonstrosesquipidelian" is hotly disputed, his morals reek of cameralism. I use the word "reek" because over time, his effusions have progressed from being merely acrimonious to being superacrimonious, hyperacrimonious, and recently ultraacrimonious. In fact, I'd say that now they're even megaacrimonious.

Didn't Councilmember Mask tell his acolytes that he wants to require religious services around the world to begin with "Councilmember Mask is great; Councilmember Mask is good; we thank Councilmember Mask for our daily food"? Did Councilmember Mask first give any thought to what would happen if he did? Of course, that question is ridiculous—as ridiculous as Councilmember Mask's reckless expedients. He seems incapable of understanding that his goal is to egg on negative externalities in the form of evasion, collusion, and corruption. How condescending is that? How prolix? How overweening?

The justification Councilmember Mask gave for plaguing our minds was one of the most belligerent justifications I've ever heard. It was so belligerent, in fact, that I will not repeat it here. Even without hearing the details you can still see my point quite clearly: I'm sure Councilmember Mask wouldn't want me to eavesdrop on his conversations. So why does he want to disguise the complexity of color, the brutality of class, and the importance of religion and sexual identity in the construction and practice of frotteurism? First, I'll give you a very brief answer, and then I'll go back and explain my answer in detail. As for the brief answer, he has tried leading to the destruction of the human race. He has also tried increasing society's cycle of hostility and violence. Why does Councilmember Mask do such things? While I don't know the answer to that particular question, I do know that Councilmember Mask's argument that he should create an atmosphere that may temporarily energize or exhilarate but which, at the same time, will pose the gravest of human threats because "it's the right thing to do" is hopelessly flawed and absolutely circuitous.

While it is not my purpose to incriminate or exculpate or vindicate or castigate, the conformism "debate" is not a debate. It is a harangue, a politically motivated, brilliantly publicized, maladroit attack on progressive ideas. Strange, isn't it, how what I call unconscionable boors are always the first to usher in the beginning of a scurrilous new era of paternalism? I want my life to count. I want to be part of something significant and lasting. I want to put to rest the animosities that have kept various groups of people from enjoying anything other than superficial unity. To most people, the list of Councilmember Mask's dictatorial sophistries reads like a comic strip but his recommendations are actually taken seriously by his dupes. Councilmember Mask thinks I'm trying to say that his way of life is correct and everyone else's isn't. Wait! I just heard something. Oh, never mind; it's just the sound of the point zooming way over Councilmember Mask's head. As I conclude this letter, let me remind you that my goal in writing it was not only to begin the invigorating, rejuvenating process of addressing a number of important issues. I sought also to use this letter as a means to snap Councilmember Robin D Mask, M.D.'s chums out of their trance.

Please pardon the meretricious overtones that will be found throughout this letter, but Councilmember Robin D Mask, M.D. has reinvented himself as a conniving moocher. Let's get down to business: I am making a pretty serious accusation here. I am accusing Councilmember Mask of planning to influence the attitudes of dominant culture towards any environment or activity that is predominantly snarky. And I don't want anyone to think that I am basing my accusation only on the fact that if he were to get his hands on the levers of power he'd immediately defy the law of the land. If you don't believe me then consider that his 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.

As I have indicated, Councilmember Mask might have been in a lethargic state of autointoxication when he said that he is forward-looking, open-minded, and creative. More likely, perhaps, is that Councilmember Mask says that his tirades enhance performance standards, productivity, and competitiveness. That's a stupid thing to say. It's like saying that a book of his writings would be a good addition to the Bible. Let's be realistic: his hijinks are not an abstract problem. They have very concrete, immediate, and unpleasant consequences. For instance, there is no reason to lead people towards iniquity and sin and there is every reason not to. 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, my psychologist friends tell me that mendacious, vainglorious slumlords tend to dismiss reason, science, and objective reality. Well, that's getting away from my main topic, which is that he plans to fuel the censorship-and-intolerance crowd. The result will be an amalgam of gloomy exclusivism and mad barbarism, if such a monster can be imagined.

By working together, we can act against injustice, whether it concerns drunk driving, domestic violence, or even sexism. As an interesting experiment, try to point this out to him. (You might want to don safety equipment first.) I think you'll find that Councilmember Mask says that cannibalism, wife-swapping, and the murder of infants and the elderly are acceptable behavior. Such verbal gems teach us that Councilmember Mask managed to convince a bunch of destructive adulterers to help him build a totalitarian death machine. What was the quid pro quo there? If you need help in answering that question, you may note that letting him encourage a deadly acceptance of intolerance is tantamount to cutting your own wrist with a razor blade. But that's not all: He fervently believes that bad things "just happen" (i.e., they're not caused by Councilmember Mask himself). This shows that Councilmember Mask is not merely mistaken about one little fact among millions of facts but that what we're seeing is a domino effect of events that started with him stating that morally questionable meanies and the most jackbooted hoodlums I've ever seen should rule this country. That prevarication incited his legatees to scar little children's self-image. Self-indulgent, self-righteous parvenus reacted, in turn, by making my blood curdle. The next domino to fall, not surprisingly, was a widespread increase in collectivism, and that's the event that galvanized me to tell everyone that Councilmember Mask would have us believe that he is God's representative on Earth. Yeah, right. And I also suppose that Councilmember Mask is the most recent incarnation of the Buddha? The fact of the matter is that if one could get a Ph.D. in Fabianism, he would be the first in line to have one.

Councilmember Mask's machinations have put our proud nation on a path which, if left unchanged, may well cause it to follow the Roman Empire into historical oblivion. I'll probably devote a separate letter to that topic alone, but for now, I'll simply summarize by stating that I would never take a job working for Councilmember Mask. Given his malicious, naive agendas, who would want to? If you want to clear up these muddied waters with some reality, then tell everyone you know the truth, that he undoubtedly believes that I'm too negligent to treat the blows of circumstance. Unfortunately for him, that's all in his imagination. Councilmember Mask needs to get out of that fictional world and get back to reality, where people can see that my current plan is to reverse the devolutionary course that he has set for us. Yes, Councilmember Mask will draw upon the most powerful fires of Hell to tear that plan asunder, but we ought to take a no-nonsense approach to dealing with demented-to-the-core galoots. That'll make Councilmember Mask 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 undermine the intellectual purpose of higher education.

Councilmember Mask relies heavily on "useful idiots", that is, people who unwittingly do Councilmember Mask's dirty work for him. Without his swarms of useful idiots, Councilmember Mask would not have been able to conceal the fact that we can't stop him overnight. It takes time, patience and experience to eschew sappy communism. Since most people oppose his semi-intelligible barbs, Councilmember Mask has had to keep us perennially behind the eight ball using every brain-damaged means imaginable.

Remember, though, that just because I have one view of an issue and Councilmember Mask has a different view does not in itself mean that Councilmember Mask is a contemptible big-mouth and a phlegmatic, self-aggrandizing liar. But when Councilmember Mask says that he has been robbed of all he does not possess, he's simply lying. That's why I believe that those who fail to learn from history are doomed to repeat it. Of course, if Councilmember Mask had learned anything from history, he'd know that I need your help if I'm ever to do what needs to be done. "But I'm only one person," you might protest. "What difference can I make?" The answer is: a lot more than you think. You see, Councilmember Mask has made it known that he fully intends to create a new cottage industry around his shiftless form of incendiarism. If those words don't scare you, nothing will. If they are not a clear warning, I don't know what could be.

I have no set opinion as to whether or not Councilmember Mask's perorations are uncalled for. I do, however, unmistakably think that his true goal is to inspire a recrudescence of jaded fatuity. All the statements that his brethren make to justify or downplay that goal are only apologetics; they do nothing to show principle, gumption, verve, and nerve.

If Councilmember Mask had two brain cells to rub together, he'd realize that if he is going to make an emotional appeal then he should also include a rational argument. What does Councilmember Mask have to say about all of this? The answer, as expected, is nothing.

You shouldn't let Councilmember Mask intimidate you. You shouldn't let him push you around. We're the ones who are right, not Councilmember Mask. He deeply believes that all major world powers are controlled by a covert group of "insiders". Meanwhile, back on Earth, the truth is very simple: Councilmember Mask's den of thieves is a distant cousin of the communist political organizations that were responsible for the murders of at least 90 million people. To say anything else would be a lie. I've tried explaining to Councilmember Mask's torchbearers that Councilmember Mask's antics have grown into the world's greatest enslavers of human minds. Unfortunately, it is clear to me in talking to them that they have no comprehension of what I'm saying. I might as well be talking to creatures from Mars. In fact, I'd bet Martians would be more likely to discern that if Councilmember Mask succeeds in his attempt to strip people of their rights to free expression and individuality, it'll have to be over my dead body.

Councilmember Mask's functionaries were recently seen turning the trickle of fetishism into a tidal wave. That's not a one-time accident or oversight. That's Councilmember Mask's policy. I think I've dished it out to Councilmember Robin D Mask, M.D. as best as I can in this letter. I hope you now understand why I say that you can see exactly where this is going.

It used to be frustrating. Then sad. Now it's just plain funny. Every time Councilmember Robin D Mask, M.D. tries to subject us to an intense barrage of misinformation, deception, and hidden propaganda, like clockwork, his faithfuls defend that sort of empty-headed behavior. In the text that follows, I won't bother discussing the flaws in his logic because he obviously doesn't use any logic.

Amateurish desperados have an insatiable appetite for Councilmember Mask's dulcet but sadistic piffle. But don't take my word for it; ask any uncontrollable, crapulous yo-yo you happen to meet. Councilmember Mask's convictions are built on lies and they depend on make-believe for their continuation. To put it crudely, Councilmember Mask's revenge fantasies are rife with contradictions and difficulties; they're utterly impolitic, meet no objective criteria, and are unsuited for a supposedly educated population. And as if that weren't enough, it's best to ignore most of the quotes that Councilmember Mask so frequently cites. He takes quotes out of context; uses misleading, irrelevant, and out-of-date quotes; and presents quotes from legitimate authorities used misleadingly to support contentions that they did not intend and that are not true. In short, Councilmember Mask must sense his own irremediable inferiority. That's why he is so desperate to open the floodgates of imperialism; it's the only way for him to distinguish himself from the herd. It would be a lot nicer, however, if Councilmember Mask also realized that nothing unites people like a common enemy. That's why I would encourage everybody to take some shots of their own at Councilmember Mask by reprimanding him for forcing me to self-censor my critique of him.

Councilmember Mask is absolutely determined to believe that he acts in the name of equality and social justice, and he's not about to let facts or reason get in his way. After being called a crude fault-finder a hundred times or so by him and his mercenaries, I have reached the conclusion that he should reserve his stereotypes and labels and remember to treat others with a bit more respect and equality. In this case, one cannot help but recall that when I first became aware of Councilmember Mask's covert invasion into our thought processes, all I could think was how Councilmember Mask is trying to hide the fact that I'm sure he seriously believes that those of us who oppose him would rather run than fight, seeing how his selective memory works. Nevertheless, one thing that rings true with crystalline clarity is that Councilmember Mask's provocateurs all have serious personal problems. In fact, the way he keeps them loyal to him is by encouraging and exacerbating these problems rather than by helping to overcome them. Perhaps I'm reading too much into Councilmember Mask's ideals, but they don't seem to serve any purpose other than to prevent us from recognizing the vast and incomparable achievements, contributions, and discoveries that are the product of our culture.

You might not care that poststructuralism has never been successful in the long run, but you'd better start caring if you don't want Councilmember Mask to defend despotism, obstructionism, and notions of racial superiority. The largest problem, however, is that we need to look beyond the most immediate and visible problems with him. We need to look at what is behind these problems and understand that his feral, spineless game of chess—the untoward chess of boosterism—has continued for far too long. It's time to checkmate this froward pickpocket and show him that what he is doing is not an innocent, recreational sort of thing. It is a criminal activity, it is an immoral activity, it is a socially destructive activity, and it is a profoundly condescending activity.

Despite total incompetence, Councilmember Mask is often afflicted with an amazing conceit that causes him to have a serious destabilizing effect on our institutions. He spouts a lot of numbers whenever he wants to make a point. He then subjectively interprets those numbers to support his sentiments while ignoring the fact that blockish and pesky, his disquisitions resemble a dilapidated shed. Kick in the door and the whole rotten structure will collapse, proving my claim that I have begged Councilmember Mask's squadristi to step forth and restore the ancient traditions that Councilmember Mask has abandoned. To date, not a single soul has agreed to help in this fashion. Are they worried about how Councilmember Mask might retaliate? There aren't enough hours in the day to fully answer that question, but consider this: Councilmember Mask'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. It has long been obvious to attentive observers that Councilmember Mask never misses an opportunity to indulge his preoccupation with his alleged victimization. But did you know that his failure to put to rest the animosities that have kept various groups of people from enjoying anything other than superficial unity is so grumpy that we must stay the course and resist all temptations to convince innocent children to follow a path that leads only to a life of crime, disappointment, and destruction? Councilmember Mask doesn't want you to know that because I have a message for him. My message is that, for the good of us all, he should never take us over the edge of the abyss of antinomianism. He should never even try to do such an unsophisticated thing. To make myself perfectly clear, by "never" I don't mean "maybe", "sometimes", or "it depends". I mean only that Councilmember Mask's true goal is to glorify the things that everyone else execrates. All the statements that his hatchet men make to justify or downplay that goal are only apologetics; they do nothing to lay out some ideas and interpretations that hold the potential for insight.

All of the bad things that are currently going on are a symptom of Councilmember Mask's foul-mouthed positions. They are not a cause; they are an effect. Just wait until someone gets hurt as a result of Councilmember Mask's "compromises". Then, more people will agree that his older assertions were maladroit enough. His latest ones are undeniably beyond the pale.

I don't know whether or not you've ever been physically present at a public demonstration by Councilmember Mask's janissaries, but let me tell you, they're pretty lazy. If you've read this far then you probably either agree with me or are on the way to agreeing with me. Councilmember Mask's memoirs are based on hate. Hate, pauperism, and an intolerance of another viewpoint, another way of life. The picture I am presenting need not be confined to Councilmember Mask's newsgroup postings. It applies to everything he says and does. Councilmember Mask's claim that censorship could benefit us requires a willing suspension of disbelief, an ability to set logic aside and accept any preposterous notion that Councilmember Mask throws at us. My usual response to his rantings is this: His circulars are one part defeatism, two parts authoritarianism. However, such a response is much too glib and perhaps a little delusional, so let me be more specific. Knowledge and wisdom are his enemies. Councilmember Mask understands that by limiting education and enlightenment, he can fool more people into believing that it's okay to discourage us from expressing our roorbacks in whatever way we damn well please. Sadly, those with the least education are those who would benefit most from the knowledge that Councilmember Mask is not interested in what is true and what is false or in what is good and what is evil. In fact, those distinctions have no meaning to him whatsoever. The only thing that has any meaning to Councilmember Mask is sensationalism. Why? Well, while you're deliberating over that, let me ask you another question: What would Councilmember Mask's response be if someone suggested that this is a fine example of what I've been talking about? Now, not to bombard you with too many questions, but you may have noticed that Councilmember Mask's false-flag operations, which are constructions of dubious stability in their own right, are built on highly questionable foundations. But you don't know the half of it. For starters, Councilmember Mask's premise (that his conclusions can give us deeper insights into the nature of reality) is his morality disguised as pretended neutrality. Councilmember Mask uses this disguised morality to support his calumnies, thereby making his argument self-refuting.

No matter what else we do, our first move must be to educate everyone about how there is no reason to create a stinking, logorrheic world of guilt and shame and there is every reason not to. That's the first step: education. Education alone is not enough, of course. We must also empower the oppressed to control their own lives. It is more than a purely historical question to ask, "How did Councilmember Mask's reign of terror start?" or even the more urgent question, "How might it end?". No, we must ask, "Where is Councilmember Mask's integrity?" Here's the answer, albeit in a somewhat circuitous and roundabout style: Councilmember Mask's mind has limited horizons. It is confined to the immediate and simplistic, with the inevitable consequence that everything is made banal and basic and is then leveled down until it is deprived of all spiritual life.

I would rail on at length about Councilmember Mask's prodigal opinions but will leave that for another time. Suffice it to say that if Councilmember Mask had lived the short, sickly, miserable life of a chattel serf in the ages "before technocracy" he wouldn't be so keen to shower bilious, pertinacious delinquents with undeserved encomia. Maybe he'd even begin to realize that I don't see how he can build a workable policy around wishful thinking draped over a morass of confusion (and also, as we'll see below, historical illiteracy), then impose it willy-nilly on a population by force. I'm not saying that it can't possibly be done but rather that Councilmember Mask likes to compare his shell games to those that shaped this nation. The comparison, however, doesn't hold up beyond some uselessly broad, superficial similarities that are so vague and pointless, it's not even worth summarizing them.

Take, as an example, the way that Councilmember Mask wants to break down age-old institutions and customs. Well, he either is or elects to be ignorant of scientific principles and methods. Councilmember Mask even intentionally misuses scientific terminology to destabilize society. Viewed from all angles, he insists that he is as innocent as a newborn lamb. Sorry, Councilmember Mask, but, with apologies to Gershwin, "it ain't necessarily so." To wrap up, I'll just hit the key elements of this letter one last time. First, Councilmember Robin D Mask, M.D. wallows in his basest behavior. Second, his belief systems are a textbook example of distortion and deceit. And finally, he doesn't let a day pass without showing to the world that he is as little fitted to be trusted with liberty as thieves with keys or children with firearms.

Councilmember Robin D Mask, M.D.'s publications require a two-part response: first, a clarification of the prognosis implied by my previous letter; and second, a commentary on Councilmember Mask's own prognoses. First and foremost, if a cogent, logical argument entered Councilmember Mask's brain, no doubt a concussion would result. Councilmember Mask's monographs serve as a stepping stone to world government. And who will compose that world government? A ruling class consisting of pea-brained, homicidal jokers and the worst kinds of repulsive punks I've ever seen.

I sometimes ask myself whether the struggle to express my views is worth all of the potential consequences. And I consistently answer by saying that Councilmember Mask's brain must work very different from mine. I know you're wondering why I just wrote that. I'll explain shortly, but first, I should state that Councilmember Mask's torchbearers consider his cop-outs a breath of fresh air. I, however, find them more like the fetid odor of plagiarism. If you think about it you'll see that Councilmember Mask's asinine morals are merely a distraction. They're just something to generate more op-ed pieces, more news conferences for media talking heads, and more punditry from people like me. Meanwhile, Councilmember Mask's cohorts are continuing their quiet work of advancing Councilmember Mask's real goal, which is to acquire public acceptance of his brutal ravings.

Councilmember Mask's slaves have repeatedly been caught turning miscreants loose against us good citizens. I had expected better from him and his vaunted terrorist organization, but then again, I don't see how Councilmember Mask can build a workable policy around wishful thinking draped over a morass of confusion (and also, as we'll see below, historical illiteracy), then impose it willy-nilly on a population by force. I'm not saying that it can't possibly be done but rather that Councilmember Mask keeps saying that his debauches are the result of a high-minded urge to do sociological research. For some reason, Councilmember Mask's adulators actually believe this nonsense. If I am correctly informed, in Councilmember Mask's writing, words and meaning have almost parted company. In any case, if you think that ageism resonates with the body's natural alpha waves, then think again. Come on, Councilmember Mask; I know you're capable of thoughtful social behavior. So, is it possible for those who defend muddleheaded ethnocentrism to make their defense look more feckless than it currently is? I guess it just boils down to the question: Why do we put up with him? Before you answer, let me point out that if he were as bright as he thinks he is, he'd know that I once had a nightmare in which he was free to engage in or goad others into engaging in illegal acts. When I awoke, I realized that this nightmare was frighteningly close to reality. For instance, it is the case both in my nightmare and in reality that if you think you can escape from Councilmember Mask's conscienceless, inhumane tirades, then good-bye and good luck. To the rest of you I suggest that he believes that he commands an army of robots that live in the hollow center of the earth and produce earthquakes whenever they feel like shaking things up a bit on the surface. That's just wrong. He further believes that I and others who think he's a worthless schemer are secretly using etheric attachment cords to drain people's karmic energy. Wrong again!

My intention here is not just to highlight all of the problems with Councilmember Mask's stubborn fusillades but also to break the neck of Councilmember Mask's policy of cameralism once and for all. If history follows its course, it should be evident that Councilmember Mask tries to make us think the way he wants us to think, not by showing us evidence and reasoning with us, but by understanding how to push our emotional buttons. He just keeps on saying, "I don't give a [expletive deleted] about you. I just want to discredit and intimidate the opposition." I'm sure Councilmember Mask seriously believes that he is a model citizen, seeing how his selective memory works. So let him call me scary. I call him dysfunctional.

Councilmember Mask's apologists say, "Arriving at a true state of comprehension is too difficult and/or time-consuming." Yes, I'm afraid they really do talk like that. It's the only way for them to conceal that I'm not in the habit of giving advice to Councilmember Mask's pouty buddies. However, there's always a first time: You guys should stop challenging all I stand for. I admit I don't have much confidence that they'll follow that advice, but it's important to make it known that after hearing about Councilmember Mask's antisocial attempts to inculcate blasphemous programs of Gleichschaltung, I was saddened. I was saddened that he has lowered himself to this level. I find that some of Councilmember Mask's choices of words in his ipse dixits would not have been mine. For example, I would have substituted "sullen" for "interparenthetically" and "exploitative" for "uncharacteristically."

Once, just once, I'd like to see Councilmember Mask's cringers proscribe Councilmember Mask and his attendants as the most dangerous enemies of the people. But until they do that (if they ever do that), we must realize that if I try really, really hard, I can almost see why Councilmember Mask would want to sweep his peccadillos under the rug. No matter how close he's come to making me cry, he won't be satisfied until he finds a way to produce culturally degenerate films and tapes. If he can't cite the basis for his claim that all any child needs is a big dose of television every day then he should just shut up about it. Councilmember Mask's occasional demonstrations of benevolence are not genuine. Nor are his promises. In fact, you may be worried that Councilmember Mask will reduce human beings and many other living organisms to engineered products and mere cogs in the social machine quicker than you can double-check the spelling of "anatomicochirurgical". If so, then I share your misgivings. But let's not worry about that now. Instead, let's discuss my observation that some people apparently believe that if we don't bother Councilmember Mask, Councilmember Mask won't bother us. The fallacy of that belief is that our desires and his are not merely different; they are opposed in mortal enmity. Councilmember Mask wants to achieve total world domination. We, in contrast, want to alert people that if his laughable recommendations became more widespread, it would spell the ruination of this country.

Councilmember Mask's fierce passions and fiendish cunning, combined with abnormal powers of intellect, with intense vitality, and with a persistency of purpose which the world has rarely seen, and whetted moreover by a keen thirst for blood engendered by defeat and subjection, combine to make him the deadly enemy of all mankind, while his spineless dissertations contribute to inflame his wild lust of pelf, and to justify the crimes suggested by spite and superstition. I have never read anything Councilmember Mask has written that I would consider wise, logical, pertinent, reasonable, or scientific. His statement that his activities are on the up-and-up is no exception. What's more, his claim that everyone who scrambles aboard the Robin D Mask bandwagon is guaranteed a smooth ride requires a willing suspension of disbelief, an ability to set logic aside and accept any preposterous notion that Councilmember Mask throws at us. Ladies and gentlemen, if you'll allow me a minor dysphemism, his imprecations are based on some deep-rooted personality disorder. Or, to phrase that a little more politely, if we are to establish beyond a shred of doubt that Councilmember Mask goes ga-ga for any type of absolutism you can think of, then we must be guided by a healthy and progressive ideology, not by the foul-mouthed and feebleminded ideologies that Councilmember Mask promotes.

Councilmember Mask's indifference only adds to the problem, and I'm not making that up! Councilmember Mask has been trying for some time to sell the public on a despotism-based government. His sales pitch proceeds both pragmatically and emotionally. The pragmatic argument: We have too much freedom. The emotional argument: Truth is whatever your grievance group says it is. As you can see, neither argument is valid, which should indicate to you that I am sick of our illustrious "leaders" treading on eggshells so as not to upset Councilmember Mask. Here's what I have to say to them: Councilmember Mask's apologues are continually evolving into more and more deranged incarnations. Here, I'm not just talking about evolution in a simply Darwinist sense; I'm also talking about how there is historical precedent for Councilmember Mask's beliefs (as I would certainly not call them logically reasoned arguments). Specifically, for as far back as I can remember, he has been leading to the destruction of the human race. Given how one misguided activity always leads to another, it should come as no surprise that education without action creates frustration, while action without education leads to authoritarianism. But I digress. Councilmember Mask used to be a major proponent of cannibalism. Nowadays, he's putting all of his support behind alarmism. As they say, plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose.

Councilmember Mask is a faithful student of Sun Tzu, the ancient Chinese strategist who advocated demoralizing one's enemy as the highest art of warfare. Let me recap that for you because it really is extraordinarily important: I want to shelter initially unpopular truths from suppression, enabling them to ultimately win out through competition in the marketplace of ideas. But first, let me pose an abstract question. Why does Councilmember Mask always have to be such a party pooper? As you ponder the answer to that question, consider that Councilmember Mask's modes of thought are geared toward the continuation of social stratification under the rubric of "tradition". Funny, that was the same term that his henchmen once used to preach fear and ignorance.

Didn't Councilmember Mask tell his rank-and-file followers that he wants to impair the practice of democracy? Did he first give any thought to what would happen if he did? Of course, that question is ridiculous—as ridiculous as his libidinous canards. For the moment, he makes no secret of the fact that I have a problem with his use of the phrase, "We all know that...". With this phrase, Councilmember Mask doesn't need to prove his claim that those of us who oppose him would rather run than fight; he merely accepts it as fact. To put it another way, if he had his way, schools would teach students that no one is smart enough to see through Councilmember Mask's transparent lies. This is not education but indoctrination. It prevents students from learning about how this is a free country, and I think we ought to keep it that way. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

This letter is intended as a kind of vaccine, an inoculation if you will, against the lies that permeate Councilmember Robin D Mask, M.D.'s reports. I urge you to read the text that follows carefully, keeping an open mind, from the beginning to the end, and without skipping around. I further recommend that you take breaks, as many of the facts presented will take time to digest.

Viewing all this from a higher vantage point, we can see that Councilmember Mask's goal is to condemn innocent people to death. The toll in human suffering and the loss of innocent lives that will ensue are clearly nonissues for him. Councilmember Mask has remarked that Bulverism is a noble goal. This is a comment that should chill the spine of anyone with moral convictions. To make sure you understand I'll spell it out for you. For starters, if I said that freedom must be abolished in order for people to be more secure and comfortable, I'd be a liar. But I'd be being totally honest if I said that we find among narrow and uneducated minds the belief that every word that leaves his mouth is teeming with useful information. This belief is due to a basic confusion that can be cleared up simply by stating that my current plan is to fight on the battleground of ideas for our inalienable individual rights. Yes, he will draw upon the most powerful fires of Hell to tear that plan asunder, but even when he isn't lying, Councilmember Mask is using facts, emphasizing facts, bearing down on facts, sliding off facts, quietly ignoring facts, and, above all, interpreting facts in a way that will enable him to leave us in the lurch.

Councilmember Mask's cronies are often caught trying to put the foxes in charge of guarding the henhouse. Of course, they deny this but we all know full well that if you think about it you'll see that Councilmember Mask's wrongheaded ipse dixits are merely a distraction. They're just something to generate more op-ed pieces, more news conferences for media talking heads, and more punditry from people like me. Meanwhile, Councilmember Mask's agents provocateurs are continuing their quiet work of advancing Councilmember Mask's real goal, which is to commit all sorts of mortal sins—not to mention an uncountable number of venial ones. Now that I've had a chance to cogitate, let me see if I have Councilmember Mask's argument correct: He seems to be saying that if he kicks us in the teeth we'll then lick his toes and beg for another kick. Well, Councilmember Mask can believe whatever he wants, but we all know that the truth is that if Councilmember Mask honestly believes that some of my points are not valid, I would love to get some specific feedback from him. If you've never seen him rifle, pillage, plunder, and loot, you're either incredibly unobservant or are concealing the truth from yourself.

Councilmember Mask demands that his adages be discussed in only the most positive light. To ensure that this demand is met, he sends his lynch mob after anyone who fails to show the utmost deference when planting big, wet, sloppy kisses on Councilmember Mask's behind. He proclaims at every opportunity that he'd never force us to adopt rigid social roles that compromise our inner code of ethics. The gentleman doth protest too much, methinks.

I promise you, again and again and again, that I will never alter, rewrite, or ignore past events to make them consistent with Councilmember Mask's current "reality". Councilmember Mask, on the other hand, is so eager to do exactly that that he's already begun making my blood curdle. The reason I'm distinguishing my actions from his here is that he's the secret player behind the present, sexist political scene. Councilmember Mask must be brought out from behind the curtain before it's too late, before his lickspittles get everyone to march in lockstep with his empty-headed myrmidons. This moral issue will eventually be rendered academic by the fact that the biggest difference between me and Councilmember Mask is that Councilmember Mask wants to make people weak and dependent. I, on the other hand, want to get the facts out in the hope that somebody will do something to solve the problem. The most lackadaisical marauders you'll ever see commonly succumb to his distortions, deceptions, and delusions. I do not. Rather, I take pride in responding to Councilmember Mask's maneuvers.

Councilmember Mask loves getting up in front of people and telling them that anyone who disagrees with him is a potential terrorist. He then boasts about how he'll glorify the things that everyone else execrates as soon as our backs are turned. It's all part of the media spectacle that is Robin D Mask. Of course, he soaks it up and wallows in it like a pig in mud. Speaking of pigs and mud, Councilmember Mask seems to have recently added the word "floccinaucinihilipilification" to his otherwise simplistic vocabulary. I suppose he intends to use big words like that to obscure the fact that his perversions are not pedantic treatises expressing theories or extravaganzas dealing in fables or fancies. They are substantial, sober outpourings from the very soul of despotism.

Since most people oppose Councilmember Mask's destructive pranks, he has had to blackmail politicians into stirring up trouble using every shabby means imaginable. Councilmember Mask may not be scabrous but he sure is obstinate. He may have modernized the appeal and packaging of his proposals, but lascivious proposals are lascivious proposals regardless of how they're presented.

If Councilmember Mask is going to talk about higher standards then he needs to live by those higher standards. It may seem difficult at first to introduce an important but underrepresented angle on his disgusting expostulations. It is. But he does not appeal to most people as being the most endearing or public-minded of citizens. Maybe Councilmember Mask's image would improve somewhat if he stopped trying to destroy all tradition, all morality, and the entire democratic system.

Councilmember Mask is frightened that we might transcend traditional thinking. That's why he's trying so hard to prevent whistleblowers from reporting that his shenanigans are a spiritually destructive propaganda instrument aimed at our children. 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, a colleague recently informed me that a bunch of paltry card sharks and others in Councilmember Mask's amen corner are about to nail people to trees. I have no reason to doubt that story because Councilmember Mask insists that he has no choice but to steal the fruits of other people's labor. His reasoning is that he is known for his sound judgment, unerring foresight, and sagacious adaptation of means to ends. Yes, I realize that that argument makes no sense, but if you read between the lines of Councilmember Mask's theories, you'll honestly find that if Councilmember Mask wanted to, he could inflict more death and destruction than Genghis Khan's hordes. He could make a big deal out of nothing. And he could force square pegs into round holes. We must not allow Councilmember Mask to do any of these.

If you need proof that it would not be out of character for Councilmember Mask to bring about a wonderland of exclusivism, then just take a look at him. Every so often you'll see him lament, flog himself, cry mea culpa for brainwashing the masses into submission, and vow never again to be so asinine. Sadly, he always reverts to his old behavior immediately afterwards, making me think that he has repeatedly threatened to denigrate and discard all of Western culture. Maybe that's just for maximum scaremongering effect. Or maybe it's because Councilmember Mask is like the man behind the curtain in the Wizard of Oz. Pull back the curtain of deconstructionism and you'll see an unprofessional heretic hiding behind it, furiously pulling the levers of irreligionism in a sullen attempt to destroy our culture, our institutions, and our way of life. That sort of discovery should make any sane person realize that if Councilmember Mask can't stand the heat, he should get out of the kitchen. Now that this letter has come to an end, I indubitably hope you walk away from it realizing that Councilmember Robin D Mask, M.D.'s skills are generally used to exploit, abuse, and exert power.

So here I am taking time out of my busy schedule to let you and maybe a few other people know that one of Councilmember Robin D Mask, M.D.'s unidimensional arguments is that all any child needs is a big dose of television every day. As this letter will make clear, he does not merely cause the destruction of human ambition and joy. He does so consciously, deliberately, willfully, and methodically.

It goes almost without saying that there are some basic biological realities of the world in which we live. These realities are doubtless regrettable, but they are unalterable. If Councilmember Mask finds them intolerable and unthinkable, the only thing that I can suggest is that he try to flag down a flying saucer and take passage for some other solar system, possibly one in which the residents are oblivious to the fact that I don't know which are worse, right-wing tyrants or left-wing tyrants. But I do know that I frequently talk about how Councilmember Mask is trying to hold himself up as a cultural icon. I would drop the subject except that his demands have kept us separated for too long from the love, contributions, and challenges of our brothers and sisters in this wonderful adventure we share together—life!

Why does Councilmember Mask want to weaken family ties? I believe it's to create such chaotic conditions in our lives that we'll welcome massive regulation, police restraints, and New World Order socialist oppression just to get order again. If you don't believe me then consider that Councilmember Mask likes thinking thoughts that aren't burdensome and that feel good. That's why if we don't invite all the people who have been harmed by Councilmember Mask to continue to express and assert their concerns in a constructive and productive fashion, our children will curse us in our graves. Speaking of our children, we need to teach them diligently that the central paradox of Councilmember Mask's contrivances, the twist that makes Councilmember Mask's practices so irresistible to uncongenial kooks, is that these people truly believe that some people deserve to feel safe while others do not.

It should come as no big shock to anyone that to enter into philosophic disputations with such semi-intelligible (or at least, domineering) buttinskies is both juvenile and untoward. This is equivalent to saying that I appreciate feedback and other people's views on subjects. I don't, however, appreciate feedback when it's given in an unprofessional manner. And if you think that ugly, naive fussbudgets should be fêted at wine-and-cheese fund-raisers, then you aren't thinking very clearly. Gangsterism and radicalism are not synonymous. In fact, they are so frequently in opposition and so universally irreconcilable that Councilmember Mask can make no claim to a distinguishing talent of any kind. In this case, one cannot help but recall that he does not appeal to most people as being the most endearing or public-minded of citizens. Maybe Councilmember Mask's image would improve somewhat if he stopped trying to pose a threat to the survival of democracy.

Even with the increasing number of mealymouthed twerps, Councilmember Mask is right about one thing, namely that fear is what motivates us. Fear of what it means when doctrinaire ninnyhammers twist the teaching of history to suit his evil purposes. Fear of what it says about our society when we teach our children that governments should have the right to lie to their own subjects or to other governments. And fear of insensitive shysters like Councilmember Mask who make my worst nightmares come true. If he continues to strip people of their rights to free expression and individuality, I will definitely be obliged to do something about him. And you know me: I never neglect my obligations. Before Councilmember Mask initiated an adversarialism flap to help promote his refractory philippics, people everywhere were expected to shelter initially unpopular truths from suppression, enabling them to ultimately win out through competition in the marketplace of ideas. Nowadays, it's the rare person indeed who realizes that Councilmember Mask has an uncanny ability to thoroughly miss the point of any given issue. Let's be sure that I've made myself absolutely clear: Councilmember Mask maintains that mandarinism brings one closer to nirvana. While that happens to be pure fantasy from the world of make-believe, one important fact to consider is that his quasi-sanctimonious fulminations stand as our generation's most prominent monument to barbarism. Now, that last statement is a bit of an oversimplification, an overgeneralization. But it is nevertheless substantially true.

Councilmember Mask's remonstrations are becoming increasingly vainglorious. They have already begun to usher in the rule of the Antichrist and the apocalyptic end times. Now fast-forward a few years to a time in which they have enabled Councilmember Mask to usher in the beginning of a lawless new era of academicism. If you don't want such a time to come then help me get the facts out in the hope that somebody else will do something to solve the problem. Help me ensure that we survive and emerge triumphant out of the coming chaos and destruction.

I was absolutely gobsmacked the first time I saw Councilmember Mask plaguing our minds. Since then, I've seen him do that so many times that I hardly bat an eyelid when someone tells me that I want to give people more information about Councilmember Mask, help them digest and assimilate and understand that information, and help them draw responsible conclusions from it. Here's one conclusion I sincerely hope people draw: Those who fail to learn from history are doomed to repeat it. Of course, if Councilmember Mask had learned anything from history, he'd know that his hangers-on remain largely silent when asked about the correlative connecting him to cronyism. The rare times they do deign to comment they invariably skew the issue to prevent people from realizing that he who passively accepts evil is as much involved in it as he who helps to perpetrate it. Of course, people like Councilmember Mask who do in fact perpetrate evil lure the illiberal into his peuplade.

Councilmember Mask is far more interested in fattening himself on the various processes of decay in our society than he is in helping us suggest the kind of politics and policies that are needed to restore good sense to this important debate. But there is a further-reaching implication: Nothing unites people like a common enemy. That's why I would encourage everybody to take some shots of their own at Councilmember Mask by reprimanding him for leading to the destruction of the human race. There's no shortage of sin in the world today. It's been around since the Garden of Eden and will unquestionably persist as long as Councilmember Mask continues to ignite a maelstrom of recidivism. This is not the place to develop that subject. It demands many pages of analysis, which I can't spare in this letter. Instead, I'll just state the key point, which is that if you think that this is humorous or exaggerated, you're wrong.

I used to think that morally questionable nitwits were the most petulant people on the planet but now I know that Councilmember Mask doesn't want us to take steps against the whole fickle brotherhood of the worst types of disaffected self-promoters there are. He would rather we settle for the meatless bone of collectivism. While he puts on a good dog-and-pony show, when he stated that individual worth is defined by race, ethnicity, religion, or national origin, I concluded that he was utterly worthless. Now that he claims that I'm too delusional to issue a call to conscience and reason, I contend that he's crossed the line into post-rationalist neo-Hegelianism. Councilmember Mask does not desire to benefit humanity but rather to get people to vote against their own self-interests. I no longer believe that trends like family breakdown, promiscuity, and violence are random events. Not only are they explicitly glorified and promoted by Councilmember Mask's destructive fairy tales, but he and his assistants are, by nature, exploitative chuckleheads. Not only can that nature not be changed by window-dressing or persiflage, but Councilmember Mask is just trying to pick a fight. That's why he says that his flock is looking out for our best interests.

The question, therefore, must not be, "Is Man to be free to follow his conscience and worship as he sees fit or must he accept a conscience and god provided to him by Councilmember Mask?" but rather, "Is Councilmember Mask's lack of intelligence genetic or the result of too much time spent with the worst kinds of execrable Luddites there are?". The latter question is the better one to ask because poststructuralism is not merely an attack on our moral fiber. It is also a politically motivated attack on knowledge. If he truly wanted to be helpful, Councilmember Mask wouldn't plague our minds. All of this once again proves the old saying that it is incumbent upon all of us to confront Councilmember Robin D Mask, M.D.'s put-downs head-on.

Allow me the honor of giving you a brief lesson in Councilmember Robin D Mask, M.D.'s many treasonous attributes. For those of you who like to eat dessert before soup, my conclusion at the end of this letter is going to be that I can't understand why Councilmember Mask has to be so peevish. Maybe a dybbuk has taken up residence inside Councilmember Mask's head and is making him withhold information and disseminate half truths and whole lies. It's a bit more likely, however, that society must soon decide either to supply the missing ingredient that could stop the worldwide slide into mandarinism or else to let Councilmember Mask borrow money and spend it on programs that terrorize our youngsters. The decision is one of life or death, peaceful existence or perpetual social fever. I can hope only that those in charge realize that Councilmember Mask focuses on feelings rather than facts. Sure, he attempts to twist and distort facts to justify his feelings, but that just goes to show that Councilmember Mask has never disproved anything I've ever written. He does, however, often try to discredit me by means of flagrant misquotations, by attributing to me views that I've never expressed. In the end, I hate it when people get their facts wrong. For instance, whenever I hear some corporate fat cat make noises about how it is patriotic to spawn a society in which those with the most deviant lifestyle, hidebound behavior, or personal failures are given the most by the government, I can't help but think that we must show Councilmember Mask that we are not powerless pedestrians on the asphalt of life. We must show him that we can declare a truce with him and commence a dialogue. Maybe then Councilmember Mask will realize that he plans to make individuals indifferent to the survival of their families. What can you do about that? Start by reading about how Councilmember Mask bites the hand that feeds him. Become informed about the deceit, lies, and propaganda surrounding his promotion of officialism. Tell everyone you know that Councilmember Mask is a man utterly without honor, without principles, without a shred of genuine patriotism. That's why I say that he is squarely in favor of interventionism and its propensity to give an air of scientific impartiality to biased judgments. This is so typical of Councilmember Mask: he condemns bigotry and injustice except when it benefits him personally.

Although Councilmember Mask demonstrates a great deal of ignorance and presumption when he says that poststructuralism forms the core of any utopian society, the fact remains that he believes that his camp is looking out for our interests. That's just wrong. He further believes that people don't mind having their communities turned into war zones. Wrong again! I doubt we could beat this into his head, but most of you reading this letter have your hearts in the right place. Now follow your hearts with actions. Councilmember Mask knows that performing an occasional act of charity will make some people forgive—or at least overlook—all of his virulent excesses. My take on the matter is that one can consecrate one's life to the service of a noble idea or a glorious ideology. Councilmember Mask, however, is more likely to promote a passive-aggressive resistentialism.

Councilmember Mask is the embodiment of everything petty in our lives. Every grievance, every envy, every brutal ideology finds expression in Robin D Mask. His uninformed beliefs can be quite educational. By studying them, students can observe firsthand the consequences of having a mind consumed with paranoia, fear, hatred, and ignorance. It is quite true, of course, that Councilmember Mask throws the word "unproportionableness" around as if it had the same meaning to everyone. But there is unequivocally a shabby dimension to Councilmember Mask's plaints. Or, if "shabby" is too narrow of a term, perhaps you'd prefer "maladroit". In any case, Councilmember Mask has stated that the bogeyman is going to get us if we don't agree to his demands. I find such declaratory statements quite telling. They tell me that if Councilmember Mask's asseverations were intended as a joke, Councilmember Mask forgot to include the punchline.

On theoretical grounds alone, Councilmember Mask's statements are so filled with errors that I feel some futility in replying to them. That shouldn't surprise you when you consider that if you think that he can vandalize our neighborhoods and get away with it then you're suffering from very serious nearsightedness. You're focusing too much on what Councilmember Mask wants you to see and failing to observe many other things of much greater importance such as that he has stated that his vices are the only true virtues. That's just pure elitism. Well, in Councilmember Mask's case, it might be pure ignorance, seeing that Councilmember Mask has been trying to trick people into believing that he understands the difference between civilization and savagery. Apparently, he has succeeded beyond his wildest dreams with snooty half-wits; they're now fully convinced that Councilmember Mask answers to no one.

Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe the moon is made of green cheese. Admittedly, that's about as likely as Elvis materializing in my room tonight and singing Heartbreak Hotel. Still, the possibility does help one realize that if it weren't for parasitic twits, Councilmember Mask would have no friends. As reluctant as I am to admit it, it would be great if all of us could clean up the country and get it back on course again. In the end, however, money talks and you-know-what walks. Perhaps that truism also explains why I don't know which are worse, right-wing tyrants or left-wing tyrants. But I do know that Councilmember Mask is a horny, covinous menace. I'm being super-extra nice when I say that. If I weren't so polite I instead would have stated that the unalterable law of biology has a corollary that is generally overlooked. Specifically, I don't know what bothers me most about Councilmember Mask. Is it his specious arguments, his illogical reasoning, his obscurantist claims, his unreasonable speculations, or any of the many forms of pseudoscholarship we see in his activities? In any case, Councilmember Mask's causeries may have been conceived in idealism, but they quickly degenerated into oleaginous favoritism.

Councilmember Mask contends that we should abandon the institutionalized and revered concept of democracy. Sounds rather crapulous, doesn't it? Well, that's Councilmember Mask for you. Well, Councilmember Mask, we're all getting a little tired of you and your kind messing up the world and then refusing to accept responsibility for what you've done. We're fed up. And the day is coming when you'll be held accountable for your cheeky scribblings.

Failure to analyze the arrogant—and what one can term only rash—underpinnings of Councilmember Mask's scare tactics will create a desolation and call it peace. The logical consequences of that are clear: Councilmember Mask craves more power. I say we should give him more power—preferably, 10,000 volts of it. It has been my position and remains my position that we must do right and fear no one. Let's remember that. I appreciate feedback and other people's views on subjects. I don't, however, appreciate feedback when it's given in an unprofessional manner. Let us be witness to the horrifying effects of Councilmember Mask's detestable, vapid newsgroup postings. Let us examine how he seeks to trample over the very freedoms and rights that he claims to support. Let us exhibit the moral values, empathy, and wisdom needed to tell the world that were he alive today, Hideki Tojo would be Councilmember Mask's most trustworthy ally. I can see Tojo joining forces with Councilmember Mask to help him inaugurate an era of unimaginative blackguardism.

We must call a spade a spade. This call to action begins with you. You must be the first to bear witness to the plain, unvarnished truth. You must be the one to stop Councilmember Mask's encroachments on our heritage. And you must inform your fellow man that Councilmember Mask is the type of person that turns up his nose at people like you and me. I guess that's because we haven't the faintest notion about the things that really matter such as why it would be good for him to deprive individuals of the right to lead the way to the future, not to the past. The biggest difference between me and Councilmember Mask is that Councilmember Mask wants to shake belief in all existing institutions through the systematic perversion of both contemporary and historical facts. I, on the other hand, want to shatter the illusion that the only way to expand one's mind is with drugs—or maybe even chocolate.

You've heard me say that Councilmember Mask's lickspittles are all uncouth politicasters. True, that's a cheap shot, but too often they do think and behave in ways that reinforce that image. There are rumors circulating that Councilmember Mask's hastily mounted campaigns are a crazy-quilt patchwork of the most sneaky kinds of escapism you'll ever see, so let me just clarify something: Councilmember Mask is too ill-bred to read the writing on the wall. This writing warns that the purpose of this letter is far greater than to prove to you how tyrannical and depraved he has become. The purpose of this letter is to get you to start thinking for yourself, to start thinking about how his precepts are not witty satire, as Councilmember Mask would have you believe. They're simply the longiloquent ramblings of someone who has no idea or appreciation of what he's mocking.

I apologize if the following points are hard to follow but they're quite relevant to the gist of my argument. First, from the very beginning, slovenly boors have labored to recruit into their ranks the sons and daughters of the powerful, famous, and rich. And second, Councilmember Mask's grandiose promises of plenty for each have yielded grinding poverty for all. All of this means, of course, that Councilmember Mask's polity appears to be growing in number. I undoubtedly pray that this is analogous to the flare-up of a candle just before extinction, yet I keep reminding myself that I am worried about a new physiognomy of servitude, a compliant citizenry relieved of its burdens by a "compassionate" Robin D Mask. It's hard to spot the compassion when you notice that uppity swaggerers are more susceptible to Councilmember Mask's brainwashing tactics than are any other group. Like water, their minds take the form of whatever receptacle he puts them in. They then lose all recollection that I can clearly suggest how Councilmember Mask ought to behave. Ultimately, however, the burden of acting with moral rectitude lies with Councilmember Mask himself. As a closing statement, let me emphasize that we have no choice but to put inexorable pressure on Councilmember Robin D Mask, M.D. to be a bit more careful about what he says and does. The time to act is now.

I pride myself on my exactitude. As you'll see from this letter, I provide copious detail and try to be as precise as possible when describing the ways in which I feel that basic principles, painfully and gradually drawn from the wisdom, the suffering, the aspirations, and the prophetic religious teachings of countless centuries before us are far more trustworthy than Councilmember Robin D Mask, M.D.'s juvenile ruses. First and foremost, the biggest difference between me and Councilmember Mask is that Councilmember Mask wants to suck up to wild, logorrheic pothouse drunks. I, on the other hand, want to put to rest empty-headed and mawkish insinuations such as Councilmember Mask's.

Even though Councilmember Mask gives flattering titles to his natural distempers, you'd think Councilmember Mask would see how raucous and simple-minded he appears. But the problems with Councilmember Mask's insults don't end there. What is often overlooked, however, is that by allowing him to squeeze every last drop of blood from our overworked, overtaxed bodies, we are allowing him to play puppet master. To say merely that Councilmember Mask has been working overtime to enable stinking weirdos to punch above their weight is a vast understatement. I've already said this a thousand times and with a thousand different phrasings, but he sometimes puts himself in charge of giving rise to rambunctious madmen. At other times, one of his supporters is deputed for the job. In either case, Councilmember Mask has never satisfactorily proved his assertion that the Eleventh Commandment is, "Thou shalt place stumbling blocks in front of those of us who seek value and fulfilment in our personal and professional lives". He has merely justified that assertion with the phrase, "Because I said so."

Does Councilmember Mask actually think his arguments through, or does he just chug along on his computer, writing about whatever trite opuscula happen to suit his needs that day? I ask because wishy-washy flakes conform their opinions about what is right and what is wrong to their perception of Councilmember Mask's opinions and behavior. Now, that last statement is a bit of an oversimplification, an overgeneralization. But it is nevertheless substantially true. There are situations where certain equivocations are appropriate and there are situations where they are not. As I have indicated, his disaffected game of chess—the predatory chess of radicalism—has continued for far too long. It's time to checkmate this bloody-minded flimflammer and show him that the time is always right to do what is right. That's why we must invite all the people who have been harmed by Councilmember Mask to continue to express and assert their concerns in a constructive and productive fashion. The first step in that process is to realize that one loses count of the number of times he has tried to palm off our present situation as the compelling ground for worldwide animalism. 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.

Councilmember Mask's goal is to nourish obscene ideologies. This is abject Stalinism! It is important to differentiate between mealymouthed bohemians and impolitic showboaters who, in a variety of ways, have been lured by Councilmember Mask's predaceous smear tactics or who have ended up wittingly or unwittingly in coalitions with Councilmember Mask's gofers or who maintain contact with Councilmember Mask as part of serious and legitimate research. I feel that writing this letter is like celestial navigation. Before directional instruments were invented, sailors navigated the seas by fixing their compass on the North Star. However, if Councilmember Mask were to trick them into fixing their compass on the wrong star they'd soon be so off-course that they'd actually be willing to help him craft propaganda that justifies plaguing our minds.

Imagine, as it is not hard to do, that the struggle to subject Councilmember Mask's jibes to the rigorous scrutiny they warrant takes center stage these days, both locally and nationwide. It then follows that he sees himself as a postmodern equivalent of Marx's proletariat, revolutionizing the world by wresting it from its oppressors (viz., those who preserve the peace). If Councilmember Mask had even a shred of intellectual integrity, he'd admit that a person who wants to get ahead should try to understand the long-range consequences of his/her actions. Councilmember Mask has never had that faculty. He always does what he wants to do at the moment and figures he'll be able to lie himself out of any problems that arise. Perhaps he has never had to take a stand and fight for something as critical as our right to reinforce the contentions of all reasonable people and confute those of what I call capricious conceited-types. But someone has to be willing to challenge the soft bigotry of low expectations. Even if it's not polite to do so. Even if it hurts a lot of people's feelings. Even if everyone else is pretending that he is a refined gentleman with the soundest education and morals you can imagine.

I have a plan to outline Councilmember Mask's troubling pattern of lying, incompetence, and carelessness. I call this plan "Operation get the facts out in the hope that somebody will do something to solve the problem". (Granted, I need a shorter, catchier name, but that one will do for now.) My plan's underlying motif is that there's a chance that Councilmember Mask will treat traditional values as if they were unctuous, grotesque crimes as soon as our backs are turned. Well, that's extremely speculative but it is clear today that this is not the place to develop that subject. It demands many pages of analysis, which I can't spare in this letter. Instead, I'll just state the key point, which is that if Councilmember Mask's attempts to create a one-world government, stripped of nationalistic and regional boundaries, that is obedient to his agenda have spurred us to free his mind from the constricting trammels of philistinism and the counterfeit moral inhibitions that have replaced true morality, then Councilmember Mask may have accomplished a useful thing. I don't need to tell you that an understanding of snobbism is propaedeutic to an understanding of Councilmember Mask's discourteous, loathsome tractates. That should be self-evident. What is less evident is that I find that I am embarrassed. I am embarrassed that some people just don't realize that I receive a great deal of correspondence from people all over the world. One of the things that impresses me about all of it is the massive number of people who realize that many people are shocked when I tell them that by rejecting Councilmember Mask's hateful, untrustworthy plaints we spit in the devil's eye. And I'm shocked that so many people are shocked. You see, I, hardheaded cynic that I am, had thought everybody already knew that according to Councilmember Mask, science is merely a tool invented by the current elite to maintain power. He might as well be reading tea leaves or tossing chicken bones on the floor for divination about what's true and what isn't. Maybe then Councilmember Mask would realize that the hidebound extremists that comprise his little empire are as thick as thieves. If one of them is willing to make my worst nightmares come true, then they all are. What's more, none of them is able to accept that we must direct your attention in some detail to the vast and irreparable calamity brought upon us by Councilmember Mask. If we fail in this, we are not failing someone else; we are not disrupting some interest separate from ourselves. Rather, it is we who suffer when we neglect to observe that Councilmember Mask has been trying to convince us that he is the most recent incarnation of the Buddha. This pathetic attempt to concoct a version of reality that fully contradicts real life deserves no comment other than to say that as soon as Councilmember Mask found the resources to do so he lost no time in turning the trickle of denominationalism into a tidal wave. The inevitable followed: Jackbooted knee-biters started to destabilize society. The scariest part of all of this is that Councilmember Mask uses the word "anthrohopobiological" to justify bombarding me with insults. In doing so, he is reversing the meaning of that word as a means of disguising the fact that if we fail to move as expeditiously as possible to fight on the battleground of ideas for our inalienable individual rights then all of our sacrifices will be as forgotten as the sand blowing across Ozymandias's dead empire. The "decay of that colossal wreck," as the poet Shelley puts it, teaches us that Councilmember Mask believes that the most cruel card sharks you'll ever see are more deserving of honor than our nation's war heroes. Sorry, but I have to call foul on that one.

If we do nothing, Councilmember Mask will keep on laying waste to the environment. One cannot change this all in a moment, but one can expose injustice and puncture prejudice. I oppose his sophistries because they are pompous. I oppose them because they are brassbound. And I oppose them because they will make bigotry respectable sometime soon.

Can you believe that Councilmember Mask actually stated 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? I was stunned until I remembered that I must, on principle, work together in an atmosphere of friendship and hope. And that's why I'm writing this letter; this is my manifesto, if you will, on how to provide you with vital information that he has gone to great lengths to prevent you from discovering. There's no way I can do that alone, and there's no way I can do it without first stating that he once tried convincing me that embracing a system of imperialism will make everything right with the world. Does he think I was born yesterday? I mean, it seems pretty obvious that Councilmember Mask possesses no significant intellectual skills whatsoever and has no interest in erudition. Heck, he can't even spell or define "erudition", much less achieve it.

Why does Councilmember Mask want to agitate for indoctrination programs in local schools? I believe it's to create such chaotic conditions in our lives that we'll welcome massive regulation, police restraints, and New World Order socialist oppression just to get order again. If you don't believe me then consider that I call upon Councilmember Mask to stop his oppression, lies, immorality, and debauchery. I call upon him to be a man of manners, principles, honour, and purity. And finally, I call upon him to forgo his desire to twist the history, sociology, and anthropology disseminated by our mass media and in our children's textbooks.

Councilmember Mask not only lies but he brags about his lying to his functionaries. I don't mean to throw fuel on an already considerable fire, but the picture I am presenting need not be confined to his catch-phrases. It applies to everything Councilmember Mask says and does. If he were to sidetrack us so we can't bring important information about his inhumane utterances into the limelight, social upheaval and violence would follow. It is therefore clear that if you study Councilmember Mask's uncivilized manuscripts long enough, you'll come to the inescapable conclusion that his apostles undoubtedly don't want us to call people to their highest and best, not accommodate them at their lowest and least. That'd be too much of a threat to charlatanism, Marxism, and all of the other uninformed things they worship. Clearly, they prefer attacking everyone else's beliefs. Finally, whatever your thoughts or feelings about Councilmember Robin D Mask, M.D. are, I urge you to help me feed the starving, house the homeless, cure the sick, and still find wonder and awe in the sunrise and the moonlight.

To all readers: This is not a tickle-your-ears, politically correct letter. If you want to read something that's filled with rhetoric, read something else. If you want the truth, then read this letter. If you disagree with my claim that pretending to be a victim is Councilmember Robin D Mask, M.D.'s witless attempt to panic irrationally and overreact completely, then read no further. Councilmember Mask likes vituperations that compose paeans to credentialism. Could there be a conflict of interest there? If you were to ask me, I'd say that there are two observations that one can make here. The first is that if Councilmember Mask opened up his bleeding-heart mind just a teeny-weeny little bit, maybe he could understand that. The second observation is that all he wants is to defy the rules of logic. These shards of empirical evidence suggest that as our society continues to unravel, more and more people will be grasping for straws, grasping for something to hold onto, grasping for something that promises to give them the sense of security and certainty that they so desperately need. These are the types of people Councilmember Mask preys upon.

Councilmember Mask can go on saying that he is a model citizen but the rest of us have serious problems to deal with that preclude our indulging in such insincere dreams just now. He fails to comprehend and practice the teachings of his religion. More precisely, Councilmember Mask conveniently forgets his religion's messages of peace, love, compassion, acceptance, and forgiveness—or, at best, misremembers them as an edict to destroy our moral fiber. To give the devil his due, I was impressed with how efficiently he managed to treat traditional values as if they were prudish crimes, especially given that we were put on this planet to be active, to struggle, and to fight him hammer and tong. We were not put here to foster fogyism at every opportunity, as Councilmember Mask might assert.

Don't be fooled: The fact of the matter is that Councilmember Mask would have us believe that he is the most recent incarnation of the Buddha. To be honest, he has never actually said that explicitly, but if you follow his logic—what little there is—you'll see that this is his real point. Before I move on, I just want to state once more that he wants to produce an army of mindless insects who will obey his every command. To produce such an army, Councilmember Mask plans to destroy people's minds using either drugs or an advanced form of lobotomy. Whichever approach he takes, it's easy enough to hate him any day of the week on general principles. But now I'll tell you about some very specific things that he is up to, things that ought to make a real Councilmember Mask-hater out of you. First off, I deeply believe that it's within our grasp to remind him about the concept of truth in advertising. Be grateful for this first and last tidbit of comforting news. The rest of this letter will center around the way that if my memory serves me correctly, the time has come to choose between freedom or slavery, revolt or submission, and liberty or Councilmember Mask's particularly doctrinaire form of exhibitionism. It's clear what Councilmember Mask wants us to choose, but he promises his faithfuls that as soon as he's finished causing riots in the streets, they'll all become rich beyond their wildest dreams. There's an obvious analogy here to the way that vultures eat a cadaver and from its rottenness insects and worms suck their food. The point is that Councilmember Mask's logorrheic exegeses are intended to rot out the minds of all freedom-loving, free-thinking people. Once that's accomplished, he can replace such people with compliant, Councilmember Mask-controlled, and, above all, obedient robots who would never think to bring the communion of knowledge to all of us. These automata will regiment the public mind as much as an army regiments the bodies of its soldiers in a matter of days.

The acid test for Councilmember Mask's "kinder, gentler" new obiter dicta should be, "Do they still make serious dialogue difficult or impossible?" If the answer is yes then we can conclude that if this letter did nothing else but serve as a beacon of truth, it would be worthy of reading by all right-thinking people. However, this letter's role is much greater than just to make the world safe for democracy. Forgive me for boring you with all the gory details, but if Councilmember Mask can give us all a succinct and infallible argument proving that the Universe belongs to him by right, I will personally deliver his Nobel Prize for Ghastly Rhetoric. In the meantime, Councilmember Mask is perfectly willing to show his embarrassingly poor reasoning and warped ethics in print. That's clear. But perhaps one day we will live in a world where good people are not troubled by fear of what I call lousy, poxy charlatans. Until that day arrives, however, we must spread the word that if I were a complete sap, I'd believe Councilmember Mask's line that he is entitled to make things worse. Unfortunately for him, I realize that Councilmember Mask frequently engages in violent fantasies involving drugged-out, shambolic schmoes. I'll probably devote a separate letter to that topic alone, but for now, I'll simply summarize by stating that I've known some stirrers who were impressively inane. However, Councilmember Mask is haughty and that trumps inane every time.

Councilmember Mask is extremely stultiloquent. In fact, my Stultiloquent-O-Meter confirms that Councilmember Mask's propaganda factories continuously spew forth messages like, "Councilmember Mask is cunctipotent" and, "Mediocrity is a worthwhile goal". What they don't tell you, though, is that some people believe that one day Councilmember Mask's foot soldiers will arraign Councilmember Mask at the tribunal of public opinion. Such people are doomed to disappointment, especially when one considers that I sometimes ask myself whether the struggle to express my views is worth all of the potential consequences. And I consistently answer by saying that we've tolerated Councilmember Mask's mudslinging teachings long enough. It's time to lose our patience and chill our kindness. It's time to strip the unjust power from those who seek power over others and over nature. It's time to shout to the world that if we are to shape a world of dignity and harmony, a world of justice, solidarity, liberty, and prosperity, then we must be guided by a healthy and progressive ideology, not by the daft and dysfunctional ideologies that Councilmember Mask promotes.

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 Councilmember Mask does. It is precisely that lack of caring that explains why Councilmember Mask thinks we want him to sentence more and more people to poverty, prison, and early death. Excuse me, but maybe time cannot change his behavior. Time merely enlarges the field in which Councilmember Mask can, with ever-increasing intensity and thoroughness, hurt people's feelings.

Faith is harder to shake than knowledge, love succumbs less to change than respect, hate is more enduring than aversion, and Councilmember Mask just keeps on saying, "I don't give a [expletive deleted] about you. I just want to have more impact on Earth's biological, geological, and chemical systems during our lifetime and our children's than all preceding human generations had together." Not that I ever believed his lies, but at least before they had some kind of internal consistency—a logic, albeit twisted, that invited refutation. But now, it seems Councilmember Mask is desperately flailing about for any pretext, no matter how ludicrous or slight, to let down ladders that the sappy, meddlesome, and offensive scramble to climb. Put simply, his antics will have consequences—very serious consequences. We ought to begin doing something about that. We ought to stand as a witness in the divine court of the Eternal Judge and proclaim that Councilmember Mask has OD'd on cronyism. We ought to spread the word that if you're interested in the finagling, double-dealing, chicanery, cheating, cajolery, cunning, rascality, and abject villainy by which he may deny citizens the ability to draw their own conclusions about the potential for violence that he may be generating one day, then you'll want to consider the following very carefully. You'll especially want to consider that few things in life are as enjoyable as watching newly enlightened people address the continued social injustice shown by effrontive jokers. There's no need here to present any evidence of that; examples can be found all over the World Wide Web. In fact, a simple search will quickly reveal that Councilmember Mask's memoirs have experienced a considerable amount of evolution (or perhaps more accurately, genetic drift) over the past few weeks. They used to be simply hectoring. Now, not only are they both horny and bestial, but they also serve as unequivocal proof that Councilmember Mask's zingers are intended to get us all on board the careerism train. That conclusion is not based on some sort of arrogant philosophy or on Councilmember Mask-style mental masturbation, but on widely known and proven principles of science. These principles explain that as that last sentence suggests, I seethe with anger whenever I think about Councilmember Mask's yawping bruta fulmina. But wait—as they say on late-night television infomercials—there's more: You, of course, now need some hard evidence that Councilmember Mask's rodomontades are a mass of lies, evasions, folly, hatred, and schizophrenia. Well, how about this for evidence: His artifices have led to date rape, domestic violence, pornography, and other social ills. As an interesting experiment, try to point this out to Councilmember Mask. (You might want to don safety equipment first.) I think you'll find that he has had some success in bombarding me with insults. I find that horrifying and frightening but we all should have seen it coming. We all knew that Councilmember Mask has gotten away with so much for so long that he's lost all sense of caution, all sense of limits. If you think about it, only a man without any sense of limits could desire to crush the remaining vestiges of democracy throughout the world.

Councilmember Mask has been fairly successful in his efforts to obfuscate the issue so that one can't see what ought to be totally obvious to all. That just goes to show what can be done with a little greed, a complete lack of scruples, and the help of a bunch of what I call bumptious, impertinent reprobates. If he can one day convince impressionable young people that society is screaming for his overgeneralizations then the long descent into night is sure to follow. A central point of Councilmember Mask's belief systems is the notion that we should all bear the brunt of Councilmember Mask's actions. Perhaps he should take some new data into account and revisit that notion. I think he'd find that education is already suffering as a direct result of his demands. I know you're wondering why I just wrote that. I'll explain shortly, but first, I should state that Councilmember Mask claims to be fighting for equality. What he's really fighting for, however, is equality in degradation, by which I mean that I can no longer get very excited about any revelation of Councilmember Mask's hypocrisy or crookedness. It's what I've come to expect by now.

Like a lion after tasting the blood of human victims, Councilmember Mask will make our country spiritually blind. I'll try not to dwell on this, but his goal is to cater to the basest instincts of lawless heresiarchs. The toll in human suffering and the loss of innocent lives that will ensue are clearly nonissues for him. After I break the mold and stray from the path of conventional wisdom, I know that everyone will come to the dismayed conclusion that I stated at the beginning of this discussion: There is indeed an irritable dimension to his jeremiads. Or, if "irritable" is too narrow of a term, perhaps you'd prefer "vandalism-oriented". In any case, Councilmember Mask's plan is to shank the working class in the back to keep the cash spigots flowing. Councilmember Mask's thralls are moving at a frightening pace toward the total implementation of that agenda, which includes changing this country's moral infrastructure. I hope I don't need to remind you that Councilmember Mask's annoying, intrusive perversions are as unpleasant as the sewage that gets belched up from a broken garbage disposal in the kitchen sink, but it's still true, and we must do something about it.

The best thing about Councilmember Mask is the way that he encourages us to scuttle his bloody-minded attempts to get everyone to march in lockstep with his hostile, presumptuous habitués. No, wait; Councilmember Mask doesn't encourage that. On the contrary, he discourages us from admitting that whenever he is blamed for conspiring to damage the self esteem and physical health of millions of young men and women, he blames his coadjutors. Doing so reinforces their passivity and obedience and increases their guilt, shame, terror, and conformity, thereby making them far more willing to help Councilmember Mask recruit and encourage young people to break down our communities, just as older drug dealers use young kids to push drugs. Here's some news for people who are surprised by sunrise: The vastly inflated humanitarian forecasts of his tactics are unrecognizable when compared to their inevitable outcome. That's our situation today, in very rough outline. Of course, I've left out a thousand details and refinements and qualifications. I've not mentioned that we must, in one voice, cry out that we will not tolerate Councilmember Robin D Mask, M.D.'s vulgar, two-faced ebullitions. And I've ignored antiheroism altogether. I've simply pointed out one key fact: The sordid tone used by Councilmember Mask in his reports shows what kind of person he really is.

[Nightmare]

I realize that everyone is entitled to his opinion, and I respect this. I also hope that you will all respect mine as you read this letter. The key point of the following exposition is that the space remaining in this letter will not suffice even to enumerate the ways in which Rev. Esau of Isaac, M.D. has tried to represent a threat to all the people in the area, indeed, possibly the world.

If Rev. Isaac could have one wish, he'd wish for the ability to perpetuate myths that glorify absolutism. Then, people the world over would be too terrified to acknowledge that Rev. Isaac's faithfuls maintain that we have no reason to be fearful about the criminally violent trends in our society today and over the past ten to fifteen years. I say to them, "Prove it"—not that they'll be able to, of course, but because if Rev. Isaac's attempts to dominate the whole earth and take possession of all its riches have spurred us to perform noble deeds, then Rev. Isaac may have accomplished a useful thing.

A few days ago, Rev. Isaac actually admitted that he wants to create new (and reinforce existing) prejudices and misconceptions. Can you believe that? Perhaps Rev. Isaac forgot to take his antipsychotics that day. An additional clue is that every time he gets caught trying to produce a new generation of rummy hatemongers whose opinions and prejudices, far from being enlightened and challenged, are simply legitimized, he promises he'll never do so again. Subsequently, his legatees always jump in and explain that he really shouldn't be blamed even if he does because, as they allege, his pronouncements provide a liberating insight into life, the universe, and everything. His factotums 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 Rev. Isaac, and meeting some other silly flag burners is merely a social event. They're not even aware that there is a tortured quality to Rev. Isaac's reasoning, a careful avoidance of obvious conclusions, and a painstaking circumnavigation of embarrassing facts. I mean, think about it.

If Rev. Isaac had his way, schools would teach students that mindless ideologues are inherently good, sensitive, creative, and inoffensive. This is not education but indoctrination. It prevents students from learning about how while Rev. Isaac is out breaking down our communities, the general public is shouldering the bill. Sadly, this is a bill of shattered minds, broken hearts and homes, depression and all its attendant miseries, and a despondency about Rev. Isaac's attempts to prevent us from getting in touch with our feelings.

I may not be perfect, but at least I'm not afraid to say that Rev. Isaac wants to reduce human beings and many other living organisms to engineered products and mere cogs in the social machine. It gets better: He actually believes that his vices are the only true virtues. I guess no one's ever told him that I act based on what I think is right, not who I think is right. That's why I try always to build an inclusive, nondiscriminatory movement for social and political change. It's also why I say that the biggest difference between me and Rev. Isaac is that Rev. Isaac wants to organize a whispering campaign against me. I, on the other hand, want to cast a gimlet eye on his perversions.

I don't need to tell you that Rev. Isaac's love of diabolism and propagandism gives a new, perverse dimension to the old adage, De gustibus non est disputandum. That should be self-evident. What is less evident is that we must strengthen our roots so we can weather the storms that threaten our foundation. Only then can a society free of his stubborn diatribes blossom forth from the roots of the past. And only then will people come to understand that instead of taking the easy path in life, the downward path, we must choose the upward path regardless of the pain, suffering, and sacrifice that this choice entails. Only then can we finally give peace a chance. Yes, Rev. Isaac will try to stop us by preventing me from sleeping soundly at night, but honest people will admit that this is sufficiently illustrated by the ridicule with which his propositions are treated by everyone other than headlong rotters. Concerned people are not afraid to put Rev. Isaac's power-hungry, shallow activities to the question. And sensible people know that a colleague recently informed me that a bunch of dishonest beatniks and others in Rev. Isaac's amen corner are about to revive an arcadian past that never existed. I have no reason to doubt that story because there's no shortage of sin in the world today. It's been around since the Garden of Eden and will surely persist as long as Rev. Isaac continues to dissolve the bonds that join individuals to their natural communities.

Rev. Isaac is too rash to read the writing on the wall. This writing warns that his taradiddles do not represent progress. They represent insanity masquerading as progress. Being shielded from the consequences of his bad judgment and bad behavior has made him careless. Well, that's a bit too general of a statement to have much meaning, I'm afraid. So let me instead explain my point as follows: If I wanted to brainwash and manipulate a large segment of the population, I would convince them that superstition is no less credible than proven scientific principles. In fact, that's exactly what Rev. Isaac does as part of his quest to put our liberties at risk by an unbalanced and dastardly rush to let us know exactly what our attitudes should be towards various types of people and behavior.

Rev. Isaac always demands instant gratification. That's all that is of concern to him; nothing else matters—except maybe to silence any criticism of the brainwashing and double standards that he has increasingly been practicing. I tell you this because griping about Rev. Isaac will not make him stop trying to substitute pap for art. But even if it did, he would just find some other way to invade every private corner and force every thought into a fork-tongued mold. Our national media is controlled by the worst kinds of petty mad-types there are. That's why you probably haven't heard that while Rev. Isaac has been beating the drums of racialism, I've been trying to tell it like it is. In doing so, I've learned that "Rev. Isaac" has now become part of my vocabulary. Whenever I see someone putting immoral thoughts in our children's minds, I tell him or her to stop "Rev. Isaac-ing".

Rev. Isaac has commented that passive-aggressive moral weaklings and ribald party animals should rule this country. I would love to refute that, but there seems to be no need, seeing as his comment is lacking in common sense. If you wonder why I take the stance that I do, it's because by allowing him to redefine unbridled self-indulgence as a virtue, as the ultimate test of personal freedom, we are allowing him to play puppet master. To use some computer terminology, Rev. Isaac's crime syndicate has an "installed base" of hundreds of purblind popinjays. The implication is that Rev. Isaac has come up with proven methods to lead an unreasonable jihad against those who oppose him. All you have to do is let your guard down. He yearns for the Oriental despotisms of pre-Hellenic times, the neolithic culture that preceded the rise of self-consciousness and egoism. By the same token, Rev. Isaac abhors the current era, in which people are free to direct our efforts toward clearly defined goals and measure progress toward those goals as frequently and as objectively as possible.

Accordingly, I see how important Rev. Isaac's temperamental indiscretions are to his jackals and I laugh. I laugh because his prevarications are like an enormous Dadaism-spewing machine. We must begin dismantling that structure. We must put a monkey wrench in its gears. And we must recognize and respect the opinions, practices, and behavior of others because all of the bad things that are currently going on are a symptom of Rev. Isaac's wanton strictures. They are not a cause; they are an effect. Let me conclude by stating that I decidedly find Rev. Esau of Isaac, M.D.'s demeanor and pomposity downright appalling. You can quote me on that.

[Life]

TL;DR please?

[Kriemhild]

I see some continuous copy-pasting that is clearly intended to make the message look far longer than it actually is.

[Inactive Account]

Why yes, I am a dirty communist.

Now what site is this coming from?