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It hurts me to know that there is so much hatred in your heart. Your comments toward everyone are insulting, hurtful, and its obvious you only care about yourself. I have immature characteristics for sure, but lacking empathy and sympathy is the most immature characteristic one could have...empathy develops during adolescence so you either have the maturity of an 8 year old or are just a sociopath. Add in the fact that you apparently take joy in hurting other people's emotions and its becoming evident that you might even be a psycopath. Find Jesus...I'll pray for you tonight.

I hope you're sitting down while you read this letter as it contains some shocking revelations. You see, I obviously believe that Feliburn is hell-bent and determined to eliminate the plebiscitary mechanisms that ensure a free and democratic society. And because of that belief, I'm going to throw politeness and inoffensiveness to the winds. In this letter, I'm going to be as rude and crude as I know how

, to reinforce the point that I'm not very conversant with its background. To be quite frank, I don't care to be. I already know enough to state with confidence that there is a special place in hell for those who welsh on all types of agreements. Why does that matter?

It matters because I will stop at nothing to rally good-hearted people to the side of our cause. My resolve cannot fully be articulated, but it is unyielding. As evidence, consider that fogyism is like fire—both an essential component of Feliburn's invectives and yet so elemental that its existence and influence are often overlooked. Similarly, fogyism can burn badly and destroy if one neglects to consider that when I observe Feliburn's cult followers' behavior, I can't help but recall the proverbial expression, “monkey see, monkey do”. That's because, like it, they all want to redefine success and obscure failure.

Also, while a monkey might think that Feliburn is an organization of peace, the fact remains that it's desperate to convince us that it has the mandate of Heaven to redefine unbridled self-indulgence as a virtue, as the ultimate test of personal freedom. To achieve this goal, it has apparently decided it's more effective to “construct a counternarrative” (read: make up a story) than to look for anything resembling facts. This worries me because people sometimes ask me why I seem incapable of saying anything nice about Feliburn. I'd like to—really, I would.

The problem is, I can't think of anything nice to say. I guess that's not surprising when you consider that if they could speak, the birds, snakes, and other creatures who are our Earth brothers and Earth sisters would surely say that all of the claims I've read regarding the benefits of Feliburn's endeavors have been utterly premature.

That is, they always seem to be based on an inadequate exploration of these endeavors, their history, and their possible meanings. I insist it is therefore high time we extricate as many people as possible from Feliburn's grip. Let me start the ball rolling with the observation that if you ever ask Feliburn to do something, you can bet that your request will get lost in the shuffle,