I sit in sad repose as I put pen to paper concerning an issue I find most deeply disturbing. So, without further ado, I present you with this all-important piece of information: If a cogent, logical argument entered Stone_Cold's brain, no doubt a concussion would result. Having studied Stone_Cold's charges and finding them groundless, I must now tell the world that he proclaims at every opportunity that he'd never silence anyone whom he considers macabre. The gentleman doth protest too much, methinks. I have just enough stomach left to address one last instance of Stone_Cold's vindictive imbecility: Stone_Cold sincerely believes that he and his lickspittles should ultimately decide what opinions are acceptable or unacceptable.Although, ultimately, you will need to make up your own mind about WhiteQueen, I have a number of things to say that you may find useful. Please note that many of the conclusions I'm about to draw are based on cogent and virtually incontrovertible evidence provided by a set of people who have suffered immensely on account of WhiteQueen. I heard through the grapevine that one can predict on empirical grounds that in the near future he will deny citizens the ability to become informed about the destruction that he is capable of. Whether or not this rumor is true, there's a chance that WhiteQueen will gag free speech sooner or later. Well, that's extremely speculative, but it is clear today that it's sad how WhiteQueen has been propitiating discourteous masters of deceit for later eventualities. The silver lining around this cloud is that when you're hurt by his op-ed pieces, you learn. You put things in perspective. You pull your energies together. You change. You go forward. You observe that WhiteQueen thinks that he acts in the public interest. Go home, WhiteQueen; you're drunk. Any sober person would realize that WhiteQueen writes a lot of long statements that mean practically nothing. What's sneaky is that he constructs those statements in such a way that it never occurs to his readers to analyze them. Analysis would almost certainly indicate that WhiteQueen has been going around saying that wayward smellfungi are all inherently good, sensitive, creative, and inoffensive. That's a bit of a furphy. The truth is that WhiteQueen exhibits an air of superiority. You realize, of course, that that's really just a defense mechanism to cover up his obvious inferiority.
My message is clear: We must warn the public against those juvenile skinflints whose positive accomplishments are always practically nil but whose conceit can scarcely be excelled. Those who claim otherwise do so only to justify their own diversivolent polemics. Just like dirty clothes on the floor and cluttered closets, WhiteQueen's mess won't go away if we simply look the other way. WhiteQueen always demands instant gratification. That's all that is of concern to him. Nothing else matters—except maybe to push the State towards greater influence, self-preservation, and totalitarianism and away from civic engagement, constituent choice, and independent thought. I tell you this because I indisputably hope that if we all suggest the kind of politics and policies that are needed to restore good sense to this important debate, this will bring us together in a national dialogue of learning instead of reducing us to recriminations and accusations. At a minimum, I expect it to help a large number of people see that I am flummoxed as to why WhiteQueen would want to manipulate everything and everybody. No mystery, however, veils the causes or consequences of WhiteQueen's most hostile analects. Specifically, WhiteQueen 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 WhiteQueen need to monitor our library records? I'll tell you the answer in a moment, but first, let me just say that I never intend to offend anyone, WhiteQueen included. Alas, the following statement may upset a few people: When someone bends knee to WhiteQueen's non-negotiable demands, he pushes and pushes for more. Some people squirm a bit when they they read things like that, but such statements are the key to explaining why WhiteQueen keeps saying that the ideas of “freedom” and “officialism” are Siamese twins. This is exemplary of the nonsensical rhetoric and scaremongering that typifies the language of picayunish phlyarologists and other illiterate bourgeoisie.
WhiteQueen and his satraps are on a recruiting campaign, trying to convince everyone they meet to participate in cashiering anyone who tries to spread the word about WhiteQueen's pigheaded bunco games to our friends, our neighbors, our relatives, our co-workers—even to strangers. Don't join that terrorist organization; instead, remember the scriptures: “Thou shalt not follow a multitude to do evil.” It is a grave injustice for him to persuade many of his adversaries to enter into a one-way “dialogue” with him, at least insofar as this essay is concerned. He has produced a large number of backwards cock-and-bull stories. I'm sorry that I can't give each of these the angry retort that it deserves, but I can say that WhiteQueen constantly insists that the federal government should take more and more of our hard-earned money and more and more of our hard-won rights. But he contradicts himself when he says that students should be molded into “change agents” to promote his power-drunk agenda. I, for one, have a practical plan for improving the state of education in this country. I propose that we get knowledgeable and well-trained teachers, equip them with syllabi filled with challenging texts and materials, and have them teach students that WhiteQueen says that the future of the entire world rests in his hands. That's his unvarying story, and it's a lie: an extremely wishy-washy and scabrous lie. Unfortunately, it's a lie that is accepted unquestioningly, uncritically, by WhiteQueen's protégés.
It seems a bit late in the day for WhiteQueen to play an essential role in the struggle against entrenched class, race, and gender hierarchies of privilege and power. He may mean well, but it's quite sad that he chooses to squander his talent on this sort of daft antidisestablishmentarianism. To say anything else would be a lie. He looks down upon the rest of us. From WhiteQueen'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 nocent, avaricious schizophrenics, but I assert that WhiteQueen and his trained seals have put in place the largest and most effective blacklist in the history of our country. The purpose of this blacklist is to rid various strategic organizations of WhiteQueen's rivals and any other independent-minded people who might interfere with WhiteQueen's designs. While such activities are merely the first step towards providing nutty, nauseating ragamuffins with a milieu in which they can lay all of society open to the predations of organized criminality, I don't see how WhiteQueen 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 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 WhiteQueen 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 shatter and ultimately destroy our most precious possessions.
WhiteQueen avouches that his new publications are fundamentally different from his old ones and should not be equated with them. In my opinion, this is simply a matter of old wine in new bottles. WhiteQueen's publications are still based on the same, untrustworthy gangsterism and are still used to obscure the fact that nothing would make WhiteQueen happier than to see me throw in the towel. (Yes, our current parlous situation is the result of a toxic combination of his recklessness and his cult followers' cupidity, but that's a different story.) If he isn't self-righteous, I don't know who is. WhiteQueen is not just parviscient. He is unbelievably, astronomically parviscient.
WhiteQueen says he's going to put batty thoughts in our children's minds faster than you can say “nondeterministic”. Is he out of his mind? The answer is fairly obvious when you consider that the longer we delay action, the harder it will be to study the problem and recommend corrective action. To cap that off, one can usually be pretty sure when he's lying. Sometimes there's a little doubt: maybe it's not a deliberate lie but merely a difference of opinion. But when WhiteQueen claims that aspheterism is a sine qua non for mankind's happiness, there's no room for ambiguity: he's certainly lying. WhiteQueen knows what he wants, and he knows how to get it. What he wants is to rot our minds with the hallucinatory drug of despotism. Making that happen involves denying the obvious. While that tactic may prove successful, it is incompetent. It also overlooks the fact that you, of course, now need some hard evidence that WhiteQueen's malisons constitute an instigation to exercise both subtlety and thoroughness in managing both the news and the entertainment that gets presented to us. Well, how about this for evidence: I can guarantee the readers of this letter that he accuses me of being narrow-minded. Does he insist I'm narrow-minded because I refuse to accept his claim that he has been robbed of all he does not possess? If so, then I guess I'm as narrow-minded as I could possibly be.
For the sake of argument, let's pretend that WhiteQueen is not a nitpicky, frightful half-wit. There are various philosophical arguments that one could use to contradict that assuption, but perhaps the best involves the observation that if you can go more than a minute without hearing WhiteQueen talk about vandalism, you're either deaf, dumb, or in a serious case of denial. To pick an obvious but often overlooked example, prudence is no vice. Cowardice—especially his grotesque form of it—is.
To what consequences this leads can be seen from a few simple considerations. First of all, we get more from WhiteQueen than we do from most stuck-up crumbums. We get more lies, more distortions, more fear, more hatred, more division. We get WhiteQueen behaving like WhiteQueen. Let this be made clear: If you've never seen him force us to experience the full spectrum of the WhiteQueen Rainbow of Egoism, you're either incredibly unobservant or are concealing the truth from yourself. I intend to look closely at his obloquies to see what makes them so effectual at fixing blame for social stress, economic loss, or loss of political power on a target group whose constructed guilt provides a simplistic explanation. I should expect to find—this is a guess that I currently lack sufficient knowledge to verify—that some people believe that one day WhiteQueen's patsies will debate the efficacy of WhiteQueen's garrulous manifestos. Such people are doomed to disappointment, especially when one considers that WhiteQueen's ethically bankrupt fulminations are meticulously designed to keep the population unaware, uneducated, dumbed down, and focused on stupefying activities like video games. The intention is to prevent people from noticing that WhiteQueen has been marginalizing the traditions and truths upon which our nation's greatness sits.
WhiteQueen's view is that it is twisted to question his casus belli. If WhiteQueen's possession-obsessed acolytes had any moral or intellectual training, such a position would unquestionably be rendered revolting to their better feelings. As a dying tree drops its leaves and is attacked by fungus and worms of decay, so too is a nation set upon by WhiteQueen. If there's an untold story here, it's that he has been trying hard to protect what has become a lucrative racket for him. Unfortunately, that lucrative racket has a hard-to-overlook consequence: it will clear forests, strip the topsoil, and turn a natural paradise into a dust bowl through a self-induced drought one of these days.
We must reveal the truth about WhiteQueen's blandishments. As mentioned above, however, that is not enough. It is necessary to do more. It is necessary to lift our national policy from the quicksand of racial injustice to the solid rock of human dignity. WhiteQueen is a hard worker. He works hard to prevent anyone from commenting on his inimical refrains. 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, despite WhiteQueen's self-image as the primary civilizing force of modern times, WhiteQueen is a tribute to our collective gullibility. Promise us anything that sounds cheap, free, or too good to be true, and you've got us hooked. That's why so many people believe WhiteQueen when he says that making everyone agree to a specific, deeply political set of beliefs about how race, culture, class, and gender play out in our society is essential for the safety and welfare of the public. The reality, in contrast, is that the mere mention of his loathsome name jacks my blood pressure up into dangerous territory. You don't believe me? Well, consider that WhiteQueen's wisecracks are designed to keep us everlastingly ill at ease. And they're working; they're having the desired effect. At this point, let me mention that some of my friends have criticized my previous letters for sounding too negative. They suggested that I adopt a more positive tone in the future. Well, as I've reached the end of this letter, I guess I can try ending on a positive note: I'm positive that the nicest thing that can be said about WhiteQueen's compatriots in nosism is that they are ridiculous, mumpish wackos out to quote me out of context.
i too can put a name in a box
