My complaint about ILE

I don't mean to scare you, but I am entirely shocked and angered by Alex's loud, amoral improprieties. Such shameful conduct should never be repeated. Although I agree with those who feel that Alex will go to almost any extreme to prevent my message of truth from getting out, nevertheless, I cannot agree with the subject matter and attitude that is woven into every one of Alex's intrusive utterances. He likes thinking thoughts that aren't burdensome and that feel good. That's why some of the facts I'm about to present may seem shocking. This they certainly are. However, Alex has been trying for some time to convince people that we should all bear the brunt of his actions. Don't believe his hype! Alex has just been offering that line as a means to sanctify his depravity. The bulk of mindless, soulless smut peddlers are at least marginally tolerable, but not Alex. Maybe quicker than you can double-check the spelling of "sphygmomanometric", he will shred the basic compact between the people and their government. Discourteous predictions aside, this would not be an impossible scenario if his obscene jibes were to gain ascendancy in our society. Let me leave you with one last thought: The truth is not meant to be warm and fuzzy.

He thinks that he is the ultimate authority on what's right and what's wrong. However, we're all in this mess together. Technically, Alex is not a responsible citizen. Responsible citizens lead the way to the future, not to the past. Responsible citizens surely do not put harebrained spouters on the federal payroll. For the moment, he makes no secret of the fact that it strikes me as amusing that he complains about people who do nothing but complain. Well, news flash! Alex does nothing but complain. I will not quibble with him as to whether or not comments like that don't sit well with the most unforgiving peddlers of snake-oil remedies I've ever seen. Instead, I'll simply state that as Alex feels less and less need to conceal his smear tactics, he makes increasingly open moves towards unpleasant quislingism and leave it at that.

Don't be fooled: The fact of the matter is that his slaves believe that the purpose of life is self-gratification. Although it is perhaps impossible to change the perspective of those who have such beliefs, I wish nevertheless to debate the efficacy of his possession-obsessed biases. The underlying message is that I, hardheaded cynic that I am, really don't believe that the best way to reduce cognitive dissonance and restore homeostasis to one's psyche is to hand over the country to illiterate flibbertigibbets. So when Alex says that that's what I believe, I see how little he understands my position. Lastly, Mr. Alex Posho is so intolerantly devoted to his own prejudices that his perception of reality is totally warped.

He has two imperatives. The first is to use mass organization as a system of integration and control. The second imperative is to revive the ruinous excess of a bygone era to bounce and blow amidst the ruinous excess of the present era. There's a lot of talk nowadays about Gareth's mudslinging grievances, but not much action.

Regardless of what Gareth seems to think, if stated outright, his actions would be manifestly unpopular. As I often like to put it, I have traveled the length and breadth of this country and talked with the best people. I can therefore assure you that someone has to be willing to deal stiffly with the most hateful wackos you'll ever see who make us all miserable. 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 the worst types of cynical homophobic-types I've ever seen make the best scout leaders and schoolteachers. I want to upbraid Gareth for being so petulant. But first, let me pose an abstract question. Why does Gareth have to be such a party pooper? I once asked Gareth that question -- I am still waiting for an answer. In the meantime, let me point out that Gareth has stated that two wrongs make a right. That's just pure quislingism. Well, in Gareth's case, it might be pure ignorance, seeing that I have one itsy-bitsy problem with Gareth's overgeneralizations. Videlicet, they defuse or undermine incisive critiques of his unpatriotic, anti-democratic behavior by turning them into procedural arguments about mechanisms of institutional restraint. And that's saying nothing about how if you don't think that pessimism is his main weapon and his chief means of convincing his vicegerents to move warped nihilism from the jaundiced fringe into a realm of respectability, then you've missed the whole point of this letter. Gareth operates on an international scale to replace our natural soul with an artificial one. It's only fitting, therefore, that we, too, work on an international scale, but to offer true constructive criticism -- listening to the whole issue, recognizing the problems, recognizing what is being done right, and getting involved to help remedy the problem.

His accomplices are in league with dictatorial cheapskates who destroy the natural beauty of our parks and forests, and besides, his indifference only adds to the problem. It's that simple. Out of the vast number of devastating evils for which wretched deadbeats are directly or indirectly responsible, I shall pick out only a single one which is most in keeping with the inner essence of Gareth's complacent policies: larrikinism. Gareth wants to sentence more and more people to poverty, prison, and early death. Who does he think he is? I mean, he says that he defends the real needs of the working class. Wow! Isn't that like hiding the stolen goods in the closet and, when the cops come in, standing in front of the closet door and exclaiming, "They're not in here!"? It does not require a Sherlock Holmes to prove that it's not a question of if but only of when he will terrorize our youngsters. How does he deal with this fascinating piece of information? He entirely ignores it.

Gareth wallows in his basest behavior. It's a pity. In whatever form it takes -- magazines, music, propaganda, or any other form -- his rhetoric is designed to fill the air with recrimination and rancor. Every time he tells his yes-men that he is merely trying to make this world a better place in which to live, their eyes roll into the backs of their heads as they become mindless receptacles of unsubstantiated information, which they accept without question. Unsettling as that is, the more infuriating fact is that you shouldn't let Gareth intimidate you. You shouldn't let him push you around. We're the ones who are right, not Gareth. The only way out of Gareth's rat maze is to lead us all toward a better, brighter future. It's that simple.

She masterminded last year's now-infamous attempt to discredit and intimidate the opposition. What's my problem, then? Allow me to present it in the form of a question: Why aren't our children being warned about her in school? Well, I asked the question, so I should answer it. Let me start by saying that she is indisputably up to something. I don't know exactly what, but I am convinced that there will be a strong effort on Katie's part to put our liberties at risk by an antihumanist and splenetic rush to exhibit a deep disdain for all people who are not mindless hackers sometime soon. This effort will be disguised, of course. It will be cloaked in deceit, as such efforts always are. That's why I'm informing you that Katie is the picture of the insane person on the street, babbling to a tree, a wall, or a cloud, which cannot and does not respond to her "compromises". Similarly, I must part company with many of my peers when it comes to understanding why Katie's proposed social programs prove that she did little to no research before concluding that she is the one who will lead us to our great shining future. My peers feel that one can predict on empirical grounds that before the year is over she will suck up to unruly, callous fanatics. While this is honestly true, I insist we must add that any claim to the contrary is patently false. Let me recap that for you, because it really is extraordinarily important: We are at a crossroads. One road leads into the light of a bright, shining future in which illiterate lunkheads like Katie are entirely absent. The other road leads into the darkness of Pyrrhonism. The question, therefore, is: Who's driving the bus? After days of agonized pondering and reflection, I finally came to the conclusion that there's something fishy about Katie's maneuvers. I, not being one of the many semi-intelligible personæ non gratæ of this world, think she's up to something, something ultra-anti-democratic and perhaps even credentialism-prone. We should note, of course, that what I've written about Katie doesn't prove anything in itself. It's only suggestive, but it does make a good point that that's just one side of the coin. The other side is that Katie does not tolerate any view that differs from her own. Rather, she discredits and discards those people who contradict her along with the ideas that they represent. Let me conclude by saying that we who want to provide an antidote to contemporary manifestations of foul vigilantism will not rest until we do.

The setting...the Internet The date...1997

Every time Jel gets caught trying to adopt approaches that have not been tested to try to solve problems that have not been well-defined, he promises he'll never do so again. Subsequently, his supporters always jump in and explain that he really shouldn't be blamed even if he does, because, as they maintain, he can ignore rules, laws, and protocol without repercussion. He argues that I am disgraceful for wanting to defy the international enslavement of entire peoples. I should point out that this is almost the same argument that was made against Copernicus and Galileo almost half a millennium ago. In particular, Jel believes that women are crazed Pavlovian sex-dogs who will salivate at any object even remotely phallic in shape. The real damage that this belief causes actually has nothing to do with the belief itself, but with psychology, human nature, and the skillful psychological manipulation of that nature by Jel and his quixotic sycophants. One might suspect that his collaborators have shared the rostrum with imprudent turncoats at recent symposia. While that's true, it does somewhat miss the point. You see, once people obtain the critical skills that enable them to think and reflect and speculate independently, they'll realize that Jel's effrontive tracts are in full flower, and their poisonous petals of obscurantism are blooming all around us.

In the past, I've said that whenever Jel gives a speech, he is always careful to sidestep the issue of how in this era of rising McCarthyism, we must challenge him to defend his musings or else to change them. Were I to make such a generalization today, it would contain a few "weasel words" -- an escape hatch or that indispensable cliche that it's unmistakably time to put up or shut up. But because I wish malicious half-wits like his peons would quit whining and try doing some honest work for a change, I am not ready to retract my conviction or to recant error. It's not just that Jel must have known that his philosophies would cause high levels of outrage and would generate many letters in response (like this one), but also that his eccentricity is surpassed only by his vanity. And Jel's vanity is surpassed only by his empty theorizing. (Remember his theory that every featherless biped, regardless of intelligence, personal achievement, moral character, sense of responsibility, or sanity, should be given the power to poke someone's eyes out?) And there you have it. Scrutinizing Jel's epithets may be instructive in this regard.

Why does he want to nourish sexist, stingy ideologies? Because there is no honor in his credos. That's not the only reason, of course, but I'll get to the other reasons later. 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 kinds of people Richard preys upon. It is reasonable to infer that his ebullitions are as appealing as braces, acne, and a wooden leg at the senior prom. More than that, his compeers argue that the average working-class person can't see through his chicanery. These are the same blathering rascals who make alarmism socially acceptable. This is no coincidence; Richard can fool some of the people all of the time. He can fool all of the people some of the time. But he can't fool all of the people all of the time. If natural selection indeed works by removing the weakest and most genetically unfit members of a species, then Richard is clearly going to be the first to go. Now that this letter has come to an end, I decidedly hope you walk away from it realizing that I've been rolling up my sleeves in preparation for a long, hard battle against stuck-up troglodytes

The problem with ILM is not that it's vapid. It's that it wants to make my stomach turn. ILM keeps saying that the sun rises just for it. For some reason, ILM's mercenaries actually believe this nonsense. The recent outrage at ILM's litanies may point to a brighter future. For now, however, I must leave you knowing that no clear-thinking individual would have the temerity to tear down all theoretical frameworks for addressing the issue.

De facts are in, dig dis: De best gauge uh de value uh my attitudes, de sincerity uh my convicshuns, and da damn fo'ce uh my gots'ta is de hostility ah' receive fum socially inept adolescents

Let me move now from thuh abstract to thuh concrete. That is, mostly, let me give you a (mercifully) few examples of his outrageous ineptitude. For starters, mostly, I am convinced that there will be like wow! a strong effort on Jel's part to infantilize and corrupt thuh public in a lustrum or two. Like, ya know, this effort will be disguised, oh, baby, of course. It will be ya know, like, cloaked in deceit, man, as such efforts always are. That's why I'm informin' you that Jel and his legatees are, oh, baby, by nature, like, lascivious flakes. Not only can that nature not be changed by window-dressin' or persiflage, like, but I want nothin' more -- or less -- than to chastise Jel for not doin' any research before spoutin' off. To that task I have consecrated my life, mostly, and I invite you to do likewise.

Like, ya know, this march into sex-crazed phallocentrism is not happenin' by mere chance. It is like wow! not, fer shure, as many eccentric chiselers insist, fer shure, the result of thuh natural, fer shure, inevitable course of thin's. It is ya know, like, happenin' as a direct result of Jel's insensitive methods of interpretation. Even Jel's disciples don't care much for his political objectives; they simply wish to associate with other loquacious nutcases and hurt guys's feelin's. To recap thuh main points made in this letter: 1) a desire to wear a cloak of status and prestige is the only explanation for Jel's otherwise inexplicable behavior, mostly, 2) it's time for that dude to face thuh music, like, wow, and 3) it's amazin' how low he will stoop to promote thuh licentious whin'es of anal-retentive boors.

While deez incidents may seem minor, if ya th'o't dat dis here iz humorous or exaggerated, you wrong. Brian Mac should git uh life an' stay out o' mine. The destruction o' da Tower o' Babel, be it uh literal truth, an allegory, or uh mere story based upon cultural archetypes, illustrates dis here truth plainly. When he hears anyone say dat he subordinates rationality in decision making, his answer iz ta ignore compromise an' focus solely on his personal agenda. That'ssimilar ta taking uh few drunken swings at uh beehive: it just makes me wants even mo' ta shoo him away like da annoying bug dat he iz.

Shabby oligarchism iz da shadow cast on society by his rodomontades, an' as long as dis here iz so, da attenuation o' da shadow will not change da substance. Brian Mac'sblanket statements deserve ta be criticized cuz dey replicate da most whiney structures o' contemporary life. Brian Mac'sattempts ta destroy our youths' ability ta relax, reflect, study, an' meditate iz much worse than mere tribalism. They iz hurtful, malicious, criminal behavior an' deserve nuttin' less than our collective condemnation. It iz nahh news dat if we's don' fight scurrility an' slander right now, then Brian Mac'swhinges will soon start ta metastasize until dey perpetuate myths dat glorify hedonism. I could be wrong about any or all o' dis here, but at da moment, da above fits what I know o' history, peeps, an' current conditions. If anyone sees anythin' wrong or has some new facts or theories on dis here, I'd love ta hear about dem. Ya' know what I'm sayin'?

Is this anythin othuh then lascivyus colonialism? Duh answuh is obvyus if y'all happen tuh notice that Brian's principles is not pedantic treatises expressin theories ore extravaganzas dealin in fables ore fancies. They is substanshul, sobuh outpourins from duh right soul uv extremism. If, today, duh urge uv Brian's war-soul c'n prompt him tuh demand special treatment that, in many cases, borders on duh ridiculous, then imagine, if y'all c'n, how that same soul will express itself through duh thousandfold-more-bad-temperd Brian uv tomorrer. Ah undoubtedly hope that duh truth will prevail and that justice will be servd befouh Brian does any right damage. Ore is it already besides late? Well, while you is deliberatin ovuh that, let me ask y'all anothuh quesshun: Whatevuh happend tuh community standards? Now, not tuh bombard y'all with besides many quesshuns, but from secret-handshake societies meetin at duh usual place tuh back-door admissions committees, Brian's hangers-on got always found ah way tuh break down our communities. Aftuh havin read this, y'all may think that we is becomin ah nashun uv jadd inrates. Nevertheless, y'all ortta always remembuh that Brian MacDonald's biases is about as useful tuh society as ah hundrd deutsche marks wuz in 1923 Germany.

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This is not the same as saying that the passage of time will make it clear 2 even the more slow among us that Alex's jeremiads R simply the result of vested interests striking back at a group whose actions in support of religious freedom, social reform, N government accountability have cut thru those vested interests, although that, 2, is true. YAAAAAAAA! Just 2 add a little more perspective, oh! http://www.kuci.org/~brianm/ile/eye.jpg M tired of hearing or reading that children should get into cars with strangers who wave lots of yummy candy at them. OOOW! U know that that is simply not true. http://www.kuci.org/~brianm/ile/eye.jpg don't know if http://www.kuci.org/~brianm/ile/eye.jpg speak 4 anybody but myself on this, unh! but Alex has convinced a lot of people that the laws of nature don't apply 2 him. 1 must pause in admiration at this triumph of media manipulation. *SMACK* *SMACK* The moral of the story: Under different circumstances, Alex's stooges might have ended up as bloodthirsty vigilantes drifting the streets -- deranged heretics pressing tracts crammed with conspiracies in 2 the palms of startled passersby.

And when U call up that shrink in Beverly Hills...

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Just be sure you keep events in that sequence, Kate, otherwise you'll end up the next Jimi Hendrix.

(That's a literal translation of et hendrerit Kate tellus nec dronus historia.)

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