Feted Inner Core

I just want a little editorial balance here. And that's why I feel compelled to say something about benighted, reprehensible wastrels. Do you really think that the kids on the playground are happy to surrender to the school bully, as Feted Inner Core claims? Wake up! If Feted Inner Core isn't chthonic, I don't know who is. Believe you me, it is more than a purely historical question to ask, "How did Feted Inner Core's reign of terror start?" or even the more urgent question, "How might it end?". No, we must ask, "Why does the media consistently refuse to acknowledge that Feted Inner Core's intimates should reevaluate their cherished assumptions about ethnocentrism?" The answer to that question has broad implications. For example, Feted Inner Core can't see beyond its own foul-mouthed concerns. That shouldn't surprise you when you consider that like a verbal magician, it knows how to lie without appearing to be lying, how to bury secrets in mountains of garbage-speak.

Feted Inner Core's self-serving excuses convince me of only one thing: that unless Feted Inner Core provides unequivocal evidence to the contrary, I will continue to think that for some strange reason, it is worried it'll be disenfranchised and shunned by demented twits. Feted Inner Core vehemently denies that, of course. But it obviously would, because it wants us to believe that it is subhuman to question its protests. How stupid does it think we are? Whatever the answer, if it truly believes that the best way to make a point is with foaming-at-the-mouth rhetoric and letters filled primarily with exclamation points, then maybe it should enroll in Introduction to Reality 101. Anyone who takes even a cursory glance at this letter will quickly discover that some fatuous spivs actually assert that the laws of nature don't apply to Feted Inner Core. This is the kind of muddled thinking that Feted Inner Core is encouraging with its grievances. Even worse, all those who raise their voice against this brainwashing campaign are denounced as puerile bribe-seekers. Trapped by the cognitive dissonance engendered by hard evidence and common sense, Feted Inner Core feels obligated to annihilate a person's personality, individuality, will, and character in an intransigent, lackadaisical attempt to justify its vituperations. If the left of the current political spectrum is sophomoric interventionism, and the right is unsympathetic, inhumane antipluralism, then Feted Inner Core's politics are undoubtedly going to be a form of debauched radicalism. Plan to join Feted Inner Core's camp? Be sure to check your conscience at the door.

If Feted Inner Core succeeds in its attempt to woo over conceited, ill-bred blowhards by using tactics such as scapegoating, reductionist and simplistic solutions, demagoguery, and a conspiracy theory of history, it'll have to be over my dead body. The concepts underlying Feted Inner Core's brainless, irrational values are like the Ptolemaic astronomy, which could not have been saved by positing more epicycles or eliminating some of the more glaring discrepancies. The fundamental idea -- that the heavens revolve around the Earth -- was wrong, just as Feted Inner Core's idea that it understands the difference between civilization and savagery is wrong. Feted Inner Core says that it has a duty to conceal the facts and lie to the rest of us, under oath if necessary, perjuring itself to help disseminate the True Faith of vigilantism. You know, I don't think I have heard a less factually based statement in my entire life. Feted Inner Core will toss quaint concepts like decency, fairness, and rational debate out the window long before it can convert me into one of its apple-polishers. The vast majority of people would probably be willing to help me raise the most out-of-touch sciolists you'll ever see out of their cultural misery and lead them to the national community as a valuable, united factor. These people simply need information, encouragement, direction, and leadership.

All kidding aside, Feted Inner Core is frightened that we might provide you with vital information which it has gone to great lengths to prevent you from discovering. That's why it's trying so hard to prevent whistleblowers from reporting that I am now in a position to define what I mean when I say that its declamations have no place in a free, humane society of individual value, individual choice, and individual responsibility. What I mean is that Feted Inner Core's premise (that anyone who resists it deserves to be crushed) is its morality disguised as pretended neutrality. Feted Inner Core uses this disguised morality to support its maneuvers, thereby making its argument self-refuting. I don't normally want to expose anyone to rigorous sarcasm, satire and disdain, but Feted Inner Core deserves it. Feted Inner Core's allegations are built on lies and they depend on make-believe for their continuation. I could substantiate what I'm saying about arrogant uncivilized-types, but I don't feel that that's necessary, since we all know what they're like. Feted Inner Core appears to have found a new tool to use to help it drag everything that is truly great into the gutter. That tool is narcissism, and if you watch it wield it, you'll indeed see why it says that it can cast the world into nuclear holocaust and get away with it. What it means by this, of course, is that it wants free reign to galvanize a scornful hysteria, a large-scale version of the reckless mentality that can paralyze any serious or firm decision and thereby become responsible for the weak and half-hearted execution of even the most necessary measures.

Let's be realistic: I have a scientist's respect for objective truth. That's why I'm telling you that Feted Inner Core's idea of damnable, morally questionable plagiarism is no political belief. It is a fierce and burning gospel of hatred and intolerance, of murder and destruction, and the unloosing of a two-faced blood-lust. It is, in every sense, a ghastly and pagan religion that incites its worshippers to an unrestrained frenzy and then prompts them to promote promiscuity and obscene language. The final product of Feted Inner Core's ideas will be a dysfunctional society, wherein every natural self-defense mechanism has been short-circuited in some dim-witted effort to gain short-term financial benefits. No wonder that if Feted Inner Core is going to make an emotional appeal, then it should also include a rational argument. Some would say that this is a platitude. Would that it were! Rather, I feel that Feted Inner Core has insulted everyone with even the slightest moral commitment. It obviously has none, or it wouldn't rob, steal, cheat, and murder.

Feted Inner Core is completely cantankerous. We all are, to some extent, but it sets the curve. I would like to digress here. In light of what I just stated, it's hard to avoid the conclusion that Feted Inner Core has been doing "in-depth research" (whatever it thinks that means) to prove that the only way to expand one's mind is with drugs -- or maybe even chocolate. I should mention that I've been doing some research of my own. So far, I've "discovered" that Feted Inner Core will probably respond to this letter just like it responds to all criticism. It will put me down as "primitive" or "deplorable". That's its standard answer to everyone who says or writes anything about it except the most fawning praise. Feted Inner Core's whole approach is impolitic. Interestingly, Feted Inner Core doesn't seem to care about that. Now that I think about it, honest people will admit that the word on the street is that I find Feted Inner Core's fondness for inquisitions, witch hunts, star chambers, and kangaroo courts most solipsism-oriented. Concerned people are not afraid to encourage our spirits to soar. And sensible people know that it will not be easy to reverse the devolutionary course Feted Inner Core has set for us. Nevertheless, we must attempt to do exactly that, for the overriding reason that one thing that it does well is attack the fabric of this nation. In reaching that conclusion, I have made the usual assumption that this is a free country, and I insist we ought to keep it that way.

Feted Inner Core is unequivocally up to something. I don't know exactly what, but for those of us who make our living trying to show principle, gumption, verve, and nerve, it is important to consider that I have traveled the length and breadth of this country and talked with the best people. I can therefore assure you that it is difficult, if not impossible, for people to come up with an accurate conclusion if the only information Feted Inner Core has given them is false. Regular readers of my letters probably take that for granted, but if I am to overcome the obstacles that people like Feted Inner Core establish, I must explain to the population at large that it is not uncommon for Feted Inner Core to victimize the innocent, penalize the victim for making any effort to defend himself, and then paint the whole contentious affair as some great benefit to humanity. The important point here is not that we have to consider all of our options. The vital matter is that Feted Inner Core argues that I am brutish for wanting to give you some background information about it. I should point out that this is almost the same argument that was made against Copernicus and Galileo almost half a millennium ago.

From what I understand, the public is like a giant that Feted Inner Core has blindfolded, drugged, and gagged. This giant has plugs in his ears and Feted Inner Core leads him around by the nose. Clearly, such a giant needs to straighten out Feted Inner Core's thinking. That's why I feel obligated to notify the giant (i.e., the public) that Feted Inner Core is trying to undermine the current world order. Their mission? To yield this country to the forces of darkness, oppression, and tyranny. I understand that permitting jealous wonks to make serious dialogue difficult or impossible is tantamount to suicide, but I should note that Feted Inner Core's thralls are unified under a common goal. That goal is to maintain social control by eliminating rights and freedoms. We all need to be aware of each other's existence as intelligent, feeling, human beings, even if some of us are mawkish bourgeoisie. Obviously, you shouldn't automatically believe all the allegations I've been making, so let me elaborate a bit. Feted Inner Core keeps trying to excoriate attempts to bring questions of phallocentrism into the (essentially apolitical) realm of pedagogy in language and writing. And if we don't remain eternally vigilant, it will certainly succeed. No one that I speak with or correspond with is happy about this situation. Of course, I don't speak or correspond with bloodthirsty propagandists, Feted Inner Core's cat's-paws, or anyone else who fails to realize that people tell me that Feted Inner Core shows a curious unwillingness to seek some structure in which the cacophony introduced by its insults might be systematized, reconciled, and made rational. And the people who tell me this are correct, of course.

The central preconception in Feted Inner Core's paranoid style is the belief in the existence of a vast, churlish, preternaturally effective international conspiratorial network designed to place stumbling blocks in front of those of us who seek value and fulfilment in our personal and professional lives, so to speak. The hostility and boredom Feted Inner Core is experiencing internally is quite evident externally. And I can say that with a clear conscience, because if the past is any indication of the future, Feted Inner Core will once again attempt to waste natural resources. Feted Inner Core's reason is not true reason. It does not seek the truth, but only gruesome answers, testy resolutions to conflicts.

By framing the question in this way, we see that it strikes me as amusing that Feted Inner Core complains about people who do nothing but complain. Well, news flash! It does nothing but complain. To most people, the list of Feted Inner Core's clueless cajoleries reads like a comic strip, but its credos are actually taken seriously by its spin doctors. Take, for example, what I call apolaustic, simple-minded charlatans. Now look at Feted Inner Core. If you don't believe there's a similarity, then consider that it has announced its intentions to fight with spiritual weapons that are as nugatory as they are stingy-to-the-core. While doing so may earn Feted Inner Core a gold star from the mush-for-brains hedonism crowd, its shenanigans are not our only concern. To state the matter in a few words, it is planning to treat people like snotty thugs. This does not bode well for the future, because this is not Nazi Germany or Soviet Russia, where the state would be eager to break down the industrial-technological system. Not yet, at least. But it doesn't want us to provide a positive, confident, and assertive vision of humanity's future and our role in it. It would rather we settle for the meatless bone of emotionalism. All of this once again proves the old saying that I feel that Feted Inner Core is full of it.

There is five minutes of my life I can never get back

You should go to a priest... I think you are channeling Prokofy.

You actually read that lol....

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. For starters, I am not trying to save the world -- I gave up that pursuit a long time ago. But I am trying to exert a positive influence on the type of world that people will live in a thousand years from now. Maybe Feted Inner Core just can't handle harsh reality. Think of Feted Inner Core's stratagems as being the sum of two components: a pretentious component that consists of Feted Inner Core's desire to demand special treatment that, in many cases, borders on the ridiculous and a flippant component that consists of everything else. We are concerned primarily with the former.

Although Feted Inner Core has unfairly depicted me and those who share my beliefs as fogeys and scumbags, we are neither. Yes, I pledge -- in my daily life, in my family, my work, my community, my country, and my region -- to shoo it away like the annoying bug that it is, but if you've never seen Feted Inner Core ignite a maelstrom of Dadaism, you're either incredibly unobservant or are concealing the truth from yourself. It's revolting for Feted Inner Core to disguise the complexity of color, the brutality of class, and the importance of religion and sexual identity in the construction and practice of totalitarianism. Or perhaps I should say, it's juvenile.

For proof of this ongoing tragedy, one has only to realize that Feted Inner Core speaks like a true defender of the status quo -- a status quo, we should not forget, that enables it to lower our standard of living. No amount of opinion or innuendo nor any string of unrelated dissertations can change the fact that Feted Inner Core's prevarications do not represent progress. They represent insanity masquerading as progress.

If Feted Inner Core were paying attention -- which it would seem it is not, as I've already gone over this -- it'd see that it's irrelevant that my allegations are 100% true. It distrusts my information and arguments and will forever maintain its current opinions. Who else but Feted Inner Core would have the brass to perpetrate acts of the most vengeful character? No one. And where does that brass come from? It comes from a sure knowledge that it can retreat into its "victim" status if anyone calls it to account. The really interesting thing about all this is not that Feted Inner Core's impetuous adulators seem to think they can escape the consequences of their actions. The interesting thing is that my goal is to shatter the adage that bad things "just happen" (i.e., they're not caused by Feted Inner Core itself). I might not be successful at achieving that goal, but I unmistakably do have to try. Don't give Feted Inner Core's hastily mounted campaigns a credibility they don't deserve. The largest problem, however, is that Feted Inner Core is a pretty good liar most of the time. However, it tells so many lies, it's bound to trip itself up someday.

Feted Inner Core is capable of only two things, namely whining and underhanded tricks. Feted Inner Core's commentaries are as troubling as its insistence that some people deserve to feel safe while others do not. More than that, I, for one, do not propose a supernatural solution to the problems we're having with it. Instead, I propose a practical, realistic, down-to-earth approach that requires only that I mention a bit about flagitious nobodies such as Feted Inner Core. Feted Inner Core can't possibly believe that it is empty-headed to question its scare tactics. It's stupid, but it's not that stupid. If Feted Inner Core thinks that human beings should be appraised by the number of things and the amount of money they possess instead of by their internal value and achievements, then it's sadly mistaken. Whether or not Feted Inner Core should substitute breast-beating and schwarmerei for action and honest debate ought to be a simple question, far beyond the realm of debate. However, even if one is opposed to mad clericalism (and I am), then surely, the next time it decides to waffle on all the issues, it should think to itself, cui bono? -- who benefits?

When a mistake is made, the smart thing to do is to admit it and reverse course. That takes real courage. The way that Feted Inner Core stubbornly refuses to own up to its mistakes serves only to convince me that there are three fairly obvious problems with its apothegms, each of which needs to be addressed by any letter that attempts to cast a gimlet eye on its remarks. First, it can out-reason grotesque adulterers but not anyone else. Second, I should state this explicitly. And third, it's possible that it doesn't realize this because it has been ingrained with so much of stoicism's propaganda. If that's the case, I recommend that we burn away social illness, exploitation, and human suffering. Yet there's more to it than that. What wild thing is Feted Inner Core going to do next? Waste natural resources? Eliminate those law-enforcement officers who constitute the vital protective bulwark in the fragile balance between anarchy and tyranny? Place gloomy, unpatriotic slubberdegullions at the top of the social hierarchy? In any case, I apologize for giving Feted Inner Core these ideas, but to say that we should all bear the brunt of its actions is disagreeable nonsense and untrue to boot.

You are, I'm sure, well aware that Feted Inner Core prizes wealth and celebrity over and above decent morals and sound judgment. But did you know that it is crystal-clear that I would like to register my strong objection to Feted Inner Core's communications? I wish Feted Inner Core would vanish into the same logistical nothingness that its arguments invariably lead to. Now that that's cleared up, I'll continue with what I was saying before, that it likes to ridicule, parody, censor, and downgrade opposing ideas. Such activity can flourish only in the dark, however. If you drag it into the open, Feted Inner Core and its chums will run for cover, like cockroaches in a dirty kitchen when the light is turned on suddenly during the night. That's why we must deal stiffly with whiney mystics who play the blame game.

The dominant characteristic of Feted Inner Core's outbursts is not that they subvert time-tested societal norms, but that, in the bargain, they impale us on the pike of mandarinism. Feted Inner Core holds onto power like the eunuch mandarins of the Forbidden City -- sterile obstacles to progress who take a condescending cheap shot at a person that most arrogant bloodsuckers will never be in a position to condescend to. If Feted Inner Core got its way, it'd be able to undermine the basic values of work, responsibility, and family. Brrrr! It sends chills down my spine just thinking about that. Every time Feted Inner Core tells its loyalists that its excuses are all sweetness and light, their eyes roll into the backs of their heads as they become mindless receptacles of unsubstantiated information, which they accept without question. For future reference, we should spread the word about Feted Inner Core's beer-guzzling op-ed pieces to our friends, our neighbors, our relatives, our co-workers -- even to strangers. (Goodness knows, our elected officials aren't going to.)

By the bye, some people think I'm exaggerating when I say that Feted Inner Core's ability to reason from premise to conclusion is nearly non-existent. But I'm not exaggerating; if anything, I'm understating the situation. According to the laws of probability, I stand by what I've written before, that I have a dream, a mission, a set path that I would like to travel down. Specifically, my goal is to shed the light of truth on the evil that is Feted Inner Core. Of course, it says that it needs a little more time to clean up its act. As far as I'm concerned, its time has run out. There is no doubt that Feted Inner Core will mollycoddle sniffish marauders any day now. Believe me, I would give everything I own to be wrong on that point, but the truth is that we must shine a light on Feted Inner Core's efforts to test another formula for silencing serious opposition. 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 if I were a complete sap, I'd believe Feted Inner Core's line that it has mystical powers of divination and prophecy. Unfortunately for it, I realize that Feted Inner Core wants us to believe that it's okay to grant a free ride to the undeserving. How stupid does it think we are? Any honest person who takes the time to think about that question will be forced to conclude that it can pervert any established ideology. 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 truly expresses how an armed revolt against it is morally justified. However, I assert that it is not yet strategically justified. Was Feted Inner Core just trying to be cute when it said that space aliens are out to lay eggs in our innards or ooze their alien hell-slime all over us? I sure hope so, because what we're involved in with it is not a game. It's the most serious possible business, and every serious person -- every person with any shred of a sense of responsibility -- must concern himself with it.

I've tried explaining to Feted Inner Core's deputies that Feted Inner Core has worn out its welcome, but it is clear to me in talking to them that they have no comprehension of what I'm saying. I might as well be talking to creatures from Mars. Since Feted Inner Core claims to know more than the rest of us, I'm sure it is aware that its forces' thinking is fenced in by many constraints. Their minds are not free because they dare not be. An organization that wants to get ahead should try to understand the long-range consequences of its actions. Feted Inner Core has never had that faculty. It always does what it wants to do at the moment and figures it'll be able to lie itself out of any problems that arise. Comments on the above are welcome, but please think them out first.

Nolan...I tried to quote your post but with my responce it went over the word count limit...si I will just touch lightly on how I really feel.

I feel compelled to preface my remarks with the following: The Feted has no concern for the common good. To address this in a pedantic manner, in the rest of this letter, factual information will be prefaced as such and my own opinions will be clearly stated as opinions. For instance, it is a fact that in a tacit concession of defeat, The Feted is now openly calling for the abridgment of various freedoms to accomplish coercively what its savage, crass protests have failed at. While most people know this like a schoolchild knows that 2+2=4, if you are not smart enough to realize this, then you become the victim of your own ignorance. I shall not argue that The Feted's newsgroup postings are an authentic map of its plan to capitalize on our needs and vulnerabilities. Read them and see for yourself. Don't let The Feted delude you into thinking that we ought to worship the most antihumanist underachievers you'll ever see as folk heroes. It's just trying to advertise "magical" diets and bogus weight-loss pills.

Given this context, we need to return to the idea that motivated this letter: If natural selection indeed works by removing the weakest and most genetically unfit members of a species, then The Feted is clearly going to be the first to go. I apologize if what I'm saying sounds painfully obvious, painfully self-evident. However, it is so extremely important that I must unmistakably say it. The Feted talks a lot about isolationism and how wonderful it is. However, it's never actually defined what it means. How can it argue for something it's never defined? Here's the answer, albeit in a somewhat circuitous and roundabout style: Everyone knows of the lust and driving passion that has caused this problem. Do I blame society for this? No, I blame The Feted.

It is imperative that all of us in this community make a genuine contribution to human society. This cannot occur unless there is a true spirit of respect and an appreciation of differences. I oppose The Feted's commentaries because they are scornful. I oppose them because they are abominable. And I oppose them because they will unleash an unparalleled wave of materialism by the end of the decade. More prosaically, The Feted says that it needs a little more time to clean up its act. As far as I'm concerned, The Feted's time has run out. I, not being one of the many oleaginous rotters of this world, want to give The Feted a rhadamanthine warning not to create a climate in which it will be assumed that our achievements reflect not individual worth, talent, or skill, but special consideration. That may seem simple enough, but if I wanted to brainwash and manipulate a large segment of the population, I would convince them that granting The Feted complete control over our lives is as important as breathing air. In fact, that's exactly what The Feted does as part of its quest to galvanize an illiberal hysteria, a large-scale version of the inconsiderate mentality that can foist the most poisonously false and destructive myths imaginable upon us.

My message is clear: If I were to compile a list of The Feted's forays into espionage, sabotage, and subversion, it would fill an entire page and perhaps even run over onto the following one. Such a list would surely make every sane person who has passed the age of six realize that The Feted has an agenda -- a political, social, and cultural agenda. 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 enough is enough. In fact, I have said that to The Feted on many occasions, and I will keep on saying it until it stops trying to retain an institution which, twist and turn as you like, is and remains a disgrace to humanity. The Feted is driving me nuts. I can't take it anymore! Let us not sink to The Feted's level. Let us combat larrikinism by exercising our right to speak out, to denounce The Feted's dissertations as totally unrepresentative of the values of this society.

A central fault line runs through each of The Feted's doctrines. Specifically, if you think that this is humorous or exaggerated, you're wrong. Not only does The Feted exercise both subtlety and thoroughness in managing both the news and the entertainment that gets presented to us, but it then commands its collaborators, "Go, and do thou likewise." When I say that different people often see the same subject in different lights, I consider this to mean that if The Feted succeeds in its attempt to generate alienation and withdrawal, it'll have to be over my dead body.

I'm sticking out my neck a bit in talking about The Feted's magic-bullet explanations. It's quite likely it will try to retaliate against me for my telling you that I can honestly suggest how it ought to behave. Ultimately, however, the burden of acting with moral rectitude lies with The Feted itself. Individually, The Feted's anecdotes offer hatred with an intellectual gloss. But linked together, The Feted's blanket statements could feed blind hatred. I've received a smattering of mail from people who want to know the real story behind The Feted's bloodthirsty threats, so here it is: If I am correctly informed, it is a grave injustice for The Feted to obfuscate the issue so that one can't see what ought to be thoroughly obvious to all. In any case, I will never give up. I will never stop trying. And I will use every avenue possible to enable adversaries to meet each other and establish direct personal bonds which contradict the stereotypes they rely upon to power their pertinacious pronouncements.

I decidedly hope that the truth will prevail and that justice will be served before The Feted does any real damage. Or is it already too late? To ask that question another way, why do we put up with The Feted? The answer is quite simple. I already listed several possibilities, but because The Feted lacks the ability to remember beyond the last two seconds of its existence, I will restate what I said before, for its sake: It constantly insists that it could do a gentler and fairer job of running the world than anyone else. But it contradicts itself when it says that governments should have the right to lie to their own subjects or to other governments. If an attempt to convince others that the most imprudent nose-in-the-air snobs you'll ever see are the "chosen people" of scriptural prophecy isn't rude, it certainly is impudent. The Feted accuses me of being narrow-minded. Does it think I'm narrow-minded because I refuse to accept its claim that it has achieved sainthood? If so, then I guess I'm as narrow-minded as I could possibly be.

Some harebrained mendicants have raised objections to my opuscula, but their objections are all politically motivated. The Feted keeps saying that its wheelings and dealings prevent smallpox. Isn't that claim getting a little shopworn? I mean, if anything, I indeed dislike it. Likes or dislikes, however, are irrelevant to observed facts, such as that The Feted's older shenanigans were shabby enough. Its latest ones are doubtlessly beyond the pale. 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 sorts of people The Feted preys upon.

Now, it is not my purpose to suggest that The Feted carries nothing but hatred and destruction in its heart, but rather to educate the public on a range of issues. 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 The Feted's gloomy criticisms. That's clear. But Jacobinism has served as the justification for the butchering, torture, and enslavement of more people than any other "ism". That's why it's The Feted's favorite; it makes it easy for it to torment, harry, and persecute anyone who crosses its path. The Feted's apologues were never about tolerance and equality. That was just window dressing for the "innocents". Rather, it has been brought to my attention that The Feted has taken it upon itself to foster unilateralism at every opportunity. While this is undoubtedly true, it is not uncommon for it to victimize the innocent, penalize the victim for making any effort to defend himself, and then paint the whole malign affair as some great benefit to humanity. The Feted's effusions represent a backward step of hundreds of years, a backward step into a chasm with no bottom save the endless darkness of death. By the bye, I once overheard The Feted say something quite astonishing. Are you strapped in? The Feted said that honor counts for nothing. Can you believe that? At least its statement made me realize that of all of its exaggerations and incorrect comparisons, one in particular stands out: "There is something intellectually provocative in the tired rehashing of logorrheic stereotypes." I don't know where it came up with this, but its statement is dead wrong.

To tolerate The Feted's capricious credos simply because they're not packaged and sold as insufferable is to crush the will of all individuals who have expressed political and intellectual opposition to The Feted's plaints. How many of The Feted's lackeys are content to sit around doing absolutely nothing to contribute to the world around them? I'd hazard to guess that the number is pretty high. I'll talk about that another time. I have other, more important, things to discuss now. For starters, all of the bad things that are currently going on are a symptom of The Feted's unrestrained beliefs. They are not a cause; they are an effect. And that, in my view, is our real problem.

You want to talk about the Feted Inner Core... let's talk about the atmosphere of mistrust and anger towards cheese and the obvious bias that pecan pie has created. I mean come on, pecan pie sucks! You only get one kind, and that's pecan...

Cheese, on the other hand, has many many different forms, each more delicious than the last. You can put cheese on a stick if you want, yes, and in a jar too if you feel like it. Plus there is cheese in spray form, can you say that about pecan pie? I don't think so

YES! YES! Everybody vote to Bronze me! Use your alts to vote for me!! BRONZE AIME.....

uh... wait a second. What, exactly, is bronzing?



*gets dictionary*

Here's the angry letter CHEESE knew it was bound to receive. I realize that some of you may not know the particular background details of the events I'm referring to. I'm not going to go into those details here, but you can read up on them elsewhere. Even giving CHEESE the benefit of the doubt, it is known for walking into crowded rooms and telling everyone there 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. Try, if you can, to concoct a statement better calculated to show how mingy CHEESE is. You can't do it. Not only that, but it has written volumes about how there should be publicly financed centers of antidisestablishmentarianism. Don't believe a word of it, though. The truth is that every time it tells its legates that the laws of nature don't apply to it, their eyes roll into the backs of their heads as they become mindless receptacles of unsubstantiated information, which they accept without question.

CHEESE needs to stop living in denial. It needs to wake up and realize that you may make the comment, "What does this have to do with unpleasant, pouty boneheads?" Well, once you begin to see the light, you'll realize that it thinks it would be a great idea to take rights away from individuals on the basis of prejudice, myth, irrational belief, inaccurate information, and outright falsehood. Even if we overlook the logistical impossibilities of such an idea, the underlying premise is still flawed. CHEESE wants to make today's oppressiveness look like grade-school work compared to what it has planned for the future. Is this so it can withhold information and disseminate half truths and whole lies, or is it to sanctify its depravity? You be the judge. In either case, it never tires of trying to extinguish fires with gasoline. CHEESE presumably hopes that the magic formula will work some day. In the meantime, it seems to have resolved to learn nothing from experience, which tells us that I recently overheard a couple of flippant sociopaths say that the sun rises just for it. Here, again, we encounter the blurred thinking that is characteristic of this CHEESE-induced era of slogans and propaganda.

I want to draw two important conclusions from this. The first is that CHEESE has a vested interest in making me react, on cue, to the trigger-words that it has inserted into my mind by dint of endless repetition, and the second is that it spouts a lot of numbers whenever it wants to make a point. It then subjectively interprets those numbers to support its values while ignoring the fact that I believe I have found my calling. My calling is to end its control over the minds and souls of countless people. And just let it try and stop me.

By seeking to create massive civil unrest, CHEESE reveals its ignorance about teetotalism's polyvocality. It probably also doesn't realize that it has a natural talent for complaining. It can find any aspect of life and whine about it for hours upon hours. Even CHEESE's foot soldiers are afraid that CHEESE will spread snobbism all over the globe like pigeon droppings over Trafalgar Square when you least expect it. I have seen their fear manifested over and over again, and it is further evidence that I cannot promise not to be angry at CHEESE. I do promise, however, to try to keep my anger under control, to keep it from leading me -- as it leads CHEESE -- to exploit the public's short attention span in order to create widespread psychological suffering. I don't see how CHEESE can be so bleeding-heart. Period, finis, and Q.E.D.

This letter is written with the hope that readers will think for a minute about the situation at hand. To top that off, CHEESE is an opportunist. That is, it is an ideological chameleon, without any real morality, without a soul. One could imagine that some good might come from letting CHEESE grant the most lecherous marauders you'll ever see the keys to the kingdom. But the only one whose imagination is vivid enough is CHEESE. It is becoming increasingly obvious to many people that CHEESE's fairy tales 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!

With CHEESE's manifestos hanging over us like the Sword of Damocles, it makes sense that CHEESE's propositions are based on a denial of reality, on the substitution of a deliberately falsified picture of the world in place of reality. And this dishonesty, this refusal to admit the truth, will have some very serious consequences for all of us any day now. The next time someone says that CHEESE is known for its sound judgment, unerring foresight, and sagacious adaptation of means to ends, look that person right in the eye and reply, "CHEESE seems to have trouble constructing a grammatically correct sentence." None but the noxious can deny that CHEESE's spokesmen have learned their scripts well, and the rhetoric comes gushing forth with little provocation.

I could go on and on about CHEESE's special form of recidivism, but you get the general idea. CHEESE's platitudes can be rightly understood only as what some revolting bigamists have been brave enough to call them: a failure. For future reference, I have a message for CHEESE. My message is that, for the good of us all, it should never bribe the parasitic with the earnings of the productive. It should never even try to do such an improvident thing. To make myself perfectly clear, by "never", I don't mean "maybe", "sometimes", or "it depends". I mean only that CHEESE is not just stupid. It is unbelievably, astronomically stupid. If you want to hide something from CHEESE, you just have to put it in a book. Mark my words: CHEESE's agendas manifest themselves in two phases. Phase one: funnel significant amounts of money to unforgiving curmudgeons. Phase two: destroy the natural beauty of our parks and forests. At first blush, it appears that CHEESE is calling for blind, impulsive action for the sake of action, for the sake of making itself feel good. However, if you were to tell CHEESE that its actions are a cancer that gnaws away at the national psyche, it'd just pull its security blanket a little tighter around itself and refuse to come out and deal with the real world.

In the end, we have to ask, "What exactly is the principle that rationalizes CHEESE's catty half-measures?" It is bootless to speculate on the matter, but it should be noted that I once told CHEESE that it is just making a mug of itself when it says that my bitterness at it is merely the latent projection of libidinal energy stemming from self-induced anguish. How did it respond to that? It proceeded to curse me off using a number of colorful expletives not befitting this letter, which serves only to show that CHEESE labels anyone it doesn't like as "nasty". That might well be a better description of it. One indication of this is the fact that if we are powerless to disabuse CHEESE of the notion that all minorities are poor, stupid ghetto trash, it is because we have allowed CHEESE to threaten national security. I, hardheaded cynic that I am, can't follow CHEESE's pretzel logic. I do, however, know that it has never satisfactorily proved its assertion that the ideas of "freedom" and "insurrectionism" are Siamese twins. It has merely justified that assertion with the phrase, "Because I said so." What CHEESE fails to mention in its insults is actually quite telling. For example, did you know that CHEESE wants to inject its lethal poison into our children's minds and souls? Or that you'd think it would see how infernal and caustic it appears?

Don't kid yourself: CHEESE uses the very intellectual tools it criticizes, namely consequentialist arguments rather than arguments about truth or falsity. CHEESE claims that it is the most recent incarnation of the Buddha. That claim illustrates a serious reasoning fallacy, one that is pandemic in its bruta fulmina. Then again, to CHEESE's mind, an open party with unlimited access to alcohol can't possibly outgrow the host's ability to manage the crowd. So that means that snotty, patronizing virulent-types have dramatically lower incidences of cancer, heart attacks, heart disease, and many other illnesses than the rest of us, right? No, not right. The truth is that if, five years ago, I had described an organization like CHEESE to you and told you that in five years, it'd consign most of us to the role of its servants or slaves, you'd have thought me morally repugnant. You'd have laughed at me and told me it couldn't happen. So it is useful now to note that, first, it has happened and, second, to try to understand how it happened and how its pronouncements bespeak a spiritual crassness, a materialistic and short-sighted stupidity that will dilute the nation's sense of common purpose and shared sacrifice sooner or later. So don't feed me any phony baloney about how no one is smart enough to see through its transparent lies. That's just not true. CHEESE would not hesitate to drag everything that is truly great into the gutter if it felt it could benefit from doing so. I certainly have a hard time trying to reason with people who remain calm when they see CHEESE create a mass psychology of fear about an imminent terrorist threat. I don't like to repeat myself, but it seems clear that CHEESE is immovably entrenched in its flagitious philosophical positions. But we ought to look at the matter in a broader framework before we draw final conclusions on the subject: We see that CHEESE insists that merit is adequately measured by its methods and qualifications. This is a rather strong notion from someone who knows so little about the subject.

CHEESE frequently demands reparations for what only it perceives as injustices committed against it. And let me tell you, we must discuss the programmatic foundations of CHEESE's ugly shell games in detail. If we don't, future generations will not know freedom. Instead, they will know fear; they will know sadness; they will know injustice, poverty, and grinding despair. Most of all, they will realize, albeit far too late, that I have to wonder where CHEESE got the idea that it is my view that paternalism is the only alternative to communism. This sits hard with me, because it is simply not true, and I've never written anything to imply that it is. While CHEESE might not support those for whom hatred has become a way of life per se, most people don't realize that CHEESE has already revealed its plans to separate people from their roots and cut their bonds to their natural communities. It revealed these plans in a manifesto bearing all of the hallmarks of having been written by a bunch of imperious fomenters of revolution. Not only is its manifesto entirely lacking in logic, relentlessly subjective, and completely anecdotal, but what we're involved in with CHEESE is not a game. It's the most serious possible business, and every serious person -- every person with any shred of a sense of responsibility -- must concern himself with it. We cannot and we must not allow ourselves to become infected with the fatal germs of fanaticism. But don't take my word for it; ask any muzzy-headed, childish beatniks you happen to meet. Let's just ignore CHEESE and see what it does. Anyhow, I guess I've run out of things to say, so let me just leave you with one parting wish: Together, may we search for solutions that are more creative and constructive than the typically credentialism-prone ones championed by the most devious hermits you'll ever see.

AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGH!

Okay, Talen...Nolan... Drop the Instant Forum Posting software on the ground, and sloooowly back away...

We all know you both are secret FIC double agents, anyways...so there's no point in hiding it.

HAY!!!!! if we bronze aimee, i wanna choose the pose we bronze her in. *leers salaciously*

so sayeth:

marilyn

um,

Very well said ...probably the most poignant post on the subject thus far....please don't let anyone turn you from you convictions!

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See thread above for defninition of CRAP division of CIP. Since all of you have dished out so much CRAP above, you are hereby withdrawn as members of the CIP and are now official members of the FIC. Welcome aboard.

I choose the Crayola 64 Pack. Flame please

Crayola users can only be flamed when they are using the Salmon colored Crayola, because everyone know that Salmon is a disgusting color...except for Salmon

There are few things in life more exciting, or fulfilling, as a brand new Crayola 64 pack! Mmm..just the smell alone gives me tingles...

Go go gadget rant script!

(I'll take the crayons, please. Just put one between my toes... )

Didn't you see that episode of Farscape where they transmuted Chrichton to metal so he could be king in 100 years? It's just like that, but not as painless.

Perhaps we should just saranwrap Aimee instead.

Hey, nice parodies! Good job!

Sounds like good times to me. Sign me up!

Olmy just won a date with Aimee Weber with that line