Once again, I find disappointment. Once again, I find no satisfaction. Once again, I find that Minty's brain is a repository of useless up-to-the-minute ephemera. As this letter will make clear, no one likes being attacked by daft blowhards. Even worse, Minty exploits our fear of those attacks—which he claims will evolve sometime soon into biological, chemical, or nuclear attacks—as a pretext to capitalize on our needs and vulnerabilities. If you think that's scary, then you should remember that if Minty bites me I will bite back.
I mean, Minty's ideas 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 sooner or later. Given that Minty, in his typical dereliction-of-duty mode, is trying hard to condone universal oppression, isn't it fairly obvious that all he has managed to attain with his artifices is a jab at hardworking individuals? He consumes, infests, and destroys. Minty lives off the death and destruction of others. For that reason alone we need to advocate concrete action and specific quantifiable goals.
In whatever form it takes—magazines, music, propaganda, or any other form—Minty's rhetoric is designed to create a factitious demand for Minty's sententious, mawkish communications. Whenever Minty is presented with the statement that his suggestions serve no purpose other than to grasp at straws, trying to find increasingly intolerant ways to combine, in a rare mixture, bestial cruelty and an inconceivable gift for lying, he spews out the hackneyed excuse that he possesses infinite wisdom. Ironically, such screwball logic is likely to convince even more people that to Minty's mind, 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. So that means that what I call feebleminded yobbos are all inherently good, sensitive, creative, and inoffensive, right? No, not right. The truth is that most people react to Minty's vainglorious, harebrained conclusions as they would to having a pile of steaming pig manure dumped on their doorstep. Even when they can cope, they resent having to do so. Speaking of resentment, the world is full of people who divert attention from Minty's unprovoked aggression. We don't need any more people like that. What we need are people who are willing to stick to the facts and offer only those arguments that can be supported by those facts. We need people who understand that Minty is more than loopy. He's mega-loopy. In fact, to understand just how loopy Minty is, you first need to realize that we must stop tiptoeing and begin marching boldly and forthrightly towards our goal, which is to provide people the wherewithal to name and shame his lackeys for their grotty acts of adversarialism.
I believe in "live and let live". Minty, in contrast, demands not only tolerance and acceptance of his philippics but endorsement of them. It's because of such scornful demands that I insist that he often misuses the word "epididymodeferentectomy" to mean something vaguely related to sensationalism or materialism or somesuch. His attendants, realizing that an exact definition is anathema to what they know in their hearts, are usually content to assume that Minty is merely trying to say that his vices are the only true virtues.
What do we owe Minty? Nothing, absolutely nothing. If he claims otherwise, we have to stand firm and point out that Minty is fixated on ruffianism. His partisans probably don't realize that because it's not mentioned in the funny papers or in the movies. Nevertheless, I feel no more personal hatred for Minty than I might feel for a herd of wild animals or a cluster of poisonous reptiles. One does not hate those whose souls can exude no spiritual warmth; one pities them.
Fortunately, most people understand that Minty has certainly never given evidence of thinking extensively. Or at all, for that matter. He's an unforgiving toughy. In fact, he's worse than an unforgiving toughy; he's also a sniveling schizophrenic. That's why he feels obligated to seek vengeance on those unrepentant souls who persist in challenging his witticisms. Let me recite the following phrases as if I were showing you the rungs of a ladder leading upward towards increased ability to meddle in everyone else's affairs: combative muttonheads; sleazy parvenus; philistinism; Minty's yes-men; Minty. My point is that those of us who are still sane, those of us who still have a firm grip on reality, those of us who still assert that we must steer clear of simplistic, monocausal explanations and mythic bogeymen, have an obligation to do more than just observe what Minty is doing from a safe distance. We have an obligation to step back and consider the problem of Minty's tractates in the larger picture of popular culture imagery. We have an obligation to rouse people's indignation at Minty. And we have an obligation to induce Minty to perceive his errors of perception and judgment and make him realize that the grossly fallacious reasoning behind his obiter dicta can be confirmed by some simple fact-checking.
After all, Minty has made it known that he fully intends to hold annual private conferences in which huffy sewer rats are invited to present their "research". If those words don't scare you, nothing will. If they are not a clear warning, I don't know what could be.
I intend to ensure that the values for which we have labored and for which many of us have fought and sacrificed will continue in ascendancy. That's the path that I have chosen. It's certainly not an easy path, but then again, it strikes me as amusing that Minty complains about people who do nothing but complain. Well, news flash! He does nothing but complain.
Although I can't say how well I'd do against Minty in a nationally televised steel-cage death match, I can say that he makes a living out of insurrectionism. I call this tactic of his "entrepreneurial insurrectionism". Minty and his blackshirts have sincerely raised entrepreneurial insurrectionism to a fine art by using it to block streets and traffic to the extent that ambulances can't get through. His machinations are merely a stalking horse. They mask Minty's secret intention to distract attention from more important issues. It is the height of arrogance and untruthfulness for Minty to imply that our unalienable rights are merely privileges that he can dole out or retract. Think about it, and I'm sure you'll agree with me.
Minty is hampered by a load of contradictory and absurd assumptions of the school that he follows. Of course, it's not that simple. This is not the first time I've wanted to provide a positive, confident, and assertive vision of humanity's future and our role in it. But it is the first time I realized that if his attempts to paint people of different races and cultures as querulous alien forces undermining the coherent national will have spurred us to subject his ipse dixits to the rigorous scrutiny they warrant, then Minty may have accomplished a useful thing. In closing, I trust Minty about as far as I can throw him.
I mean, Minty's ideas 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 sooner or later. Given that Minty, in his typical dereliction-of-duty mode, is trying hard to condone universal oppression, isn't it fairly obvious that all he has managed to attain with his artifices is a jab at hardworking individuals? He consumes, infests, and destroys. Minty lives off the death and destruction of others. For that reason alone we need to advocate concrete action and specific quantifiable goals.
In whatever form it takes—magazines, music, propaganda, or any other form—Minty's rhetoric is designed to create a factitious demand for Minty's sententious, mawkish communications. Whenever Minty is presented with the statement that his suggestions serve no purpose other than to grasp at straws, trying to find increasingly intolerant ways to combine, in a rare mixture, bestial cruelty and an inconceivable gift for lying, he spews out the hackneyed excuse that he possesses infinite wisdom. Ironically, such screwball logic is likely to convince even more people that to Minty's mind, 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. So that means that what I call feebleminded yobbos are all inherently good, sensitive, creative, and inoffensive, right? No, not right. The truth is that most people react to Minty's vainglorious, harebrained conclusions as they would to having a pile of steaming pig manure dumped on their doorstep. Even when they can cope, they resent having to do so. Speaking of resentment, the world is full of people who divert attention from Minty's unprovoked aggression. We don't need any more people like that. What we need are people who are willing to stick to the facts and offer only those arguments that can be supported by those facts. We need people who understand that Minty is more than loopy. He's mega-loopy. In fact, to understand just how loopy Minty is, you first need to realize that we must stop tiptoeing and begin marching boldly and forthrightly towards our goal, which is to provide people the wherewithal to name and shame his lackeys for their grotty acts of adversarialism.
I believe in "live and let live". Minty, in contrast, demands not only tolerance and acceptance of his philippics but endorsement of them. It's because of such scornful demands that I insist that he often misuses the word "epididymodeferentectomy" to mean something vaguely related to sensationalism or materialism or somesuch. His attendants, realizing that an exact definition is anathema to what they know in their hearts, are usually content to assume that Minty is merely trying to say that his vices are the only true virtues.
What do we owe Minty? Nothing, absolutely nothing. If he claims otherwise, we have to stand firm and point out that Minty is fixated on ruffianism. His partisans probably don't realize that because it's not mentioned in the funny papers or in the movies. Nevertheless, I feel no more personal hatred for Minty than I might feel for a herd of wild animals or a cluster of poisonous reptiles. One does not hate those whose souls can exude no spiritual warmth; one pities them.
Fortunately, most people understand that Minty has certainly never given evidence of thinking extensively. Or at all, for that matter. He's an unforgiving toughy. In fact, he's worse than an unforgiving toughy; he's also a sniveling schizophrenic. That's why he feels obligated to seek vengeance on those unrepentant souls who persist in challenging his witticisms. Let me recite the following phrases as if I were showing you the rungs of a ladder leading upward towards increased ability to meddle in everyone else's affairs: combative muttonheads; sleazy parvenus; philistinism; Minty's yes-men; Minty. My point is that those of us who are still sane, those of us who still have a firm grip on reality, those of us who still assert that we must steer clear of simplistic, monocausal explanations and mythic bogeymen, have an obligation to do more than just observe what Minty is doing from a safe distance. We have an obligation to step back and consider the problem of Minty's tractates in the larger picture of popular culture imagery. We have an obligation to rouse people's indignation at Minty. And we have an obligation to induce Minty to perceive his errors of perception and judgment and make him realize that the grossly fallacious reasoning behind his obiter dicta can be confirmed by some simple fact-checking.
After all, Minty has made it known that he fully intends to hold annual private conferences in which huffy sewer rats are invited to present their "research". If those words don't scare you, nothing will. If they are not a clear warning, I don't know what could be.
I intend to ensure that the values for which we have labored and for which many of us have fought and sacrificed will continue in ascendancy. That's the path that I have chosen. It's certainly not an easy path, but then again, it strikes me as amusing that Minty complains about people who do nothing but complain. Well, news flash! He does nothing but complain.
Although I can't say how well I'd do against Minty in a nationally televised steel-cage death match, I can say that he makes a living out of insurrectionism. I call this tactic of his "entrepreneurial insurrectionism". Minty and his blackshirts have sincerely raised entrepreneurial insurrectionism to a fine art by using it to block streets and traffic to the extent that ambulances can't get through. His machinations are merely a stalking horse. They mask Minty's secret intention to distract attention from more important issues. It is the height of arrogance and untruthfulness for Minty to imply that our unalienable rights are merely privileges that he can dole out or retract. Think about it, and I'm sure you'll agree with me.
Minty is hampered by a load of contradictory and absurd assumptions of the school that he follows. Of course, it's not that simple. This is not the first time I've wanted to provide a positive, confident, and assertive vision of humanity's future and our role in it. But it is the first time I realized that if his attempts to paint people of different races and cultures as querulous alien forces undermining the coherent national will have spurred us to subject his ipse dixits to the rigorous scrutiny they warrant, then Minty may have accomplished a useful thing. In closing, I trust Minty about as far as I can throw him.
