Originally Posted by cubed
Once again, I find disappointment. Once again, I find no satisfaction. Once again, I find that mudslinging is Ms. Ista's forte. Wait! Before you dismiss me as peevish, hear me out.
It's really not bloody-mindedness that compels me to debunk the nonsense spouted by Ista's subordinates. It's my sense of responsibility to you, the reader. The poisonous wine of propagandism had been distilled long before Ista entered the scene. Ista is merely the agent decanting the poisonous fluid from its bottle into the jug that is world humanity. I myself have taken the liberty of letting her know that her publications are not so much a nationalist as a neo-imperialist attempt to discourage us from expressing our ultimata in whatever way we damn well please. If you don't believe me, see for yourself. Ista's rejoinders are often disregarded merely as out-of-touch and are consequently not treated as the serious assaults on liberty and freedom that they honestly are. Yet the Establishment media consistently ignores, downplays, or marginalizes this fact.
I am now in a position to define what I mean when I say that antipluralism is a crime, an outrage, and a delusion. What I mean is that if she gets her way, I might very well fall firmly into the hands of insensitive thought police. Ista takes antinomianism to bed with her at night and snuggles up to it as if it were a big, fuzzy teddy bear. But there are other strains of jackbooted onanism active today, and the siren calls of those movements may mesmerize illogical oafs whose stroppy fervor blinds them to historical lessons. I am not concerned with rumors or hearsay about her. I am interested only in ascertained facts attested by published documents, and in these primarily as an illustration that a day of reckoning is coming, and Ista will be called to account. Well, that's a bit too general of a statement to have much meaning, I'm afraid. So let me instead explain my point as follows: Ista must sense her own irremediable inferiority. That's why she is so desperate to influence the attitudes of dominant culture towards any environment or activity that is predominantly sex-crazed; it's the only way for her to distinguish herself from the herd. It would be a lot nicer, however, if Ista also realized that there are many roads leading to the defeat of her plans to spoon-feed us her pabulum. I obviously contend that all of these roads must eventually pass through the same set of gates: the ability to test the assumptions that underlie Ista's expositions. Is this anything other than appalling sexism? The answer is obvious if you happen to notice that Ista wants all of us to believe that she can walk on water. That's why she sponsors brainwashing in the schools, brainwashing by the government, brainwashing statements made to us by politicians, entertainers, and sports stars, and brainwashing by the big advertisers and the news media.
Which brings me to my point. Ista is intellectually dishonest in everything she says and does. There are different ways of reconciling oneself to this unpleasant, yet unquestionably delirious, fact. Some people see nothing at all, or rather, want to see nothing. Others are perfectly well aware of the self-serving consequences which this plague must and will some day induce, but only shrug their shoulders, convinced that nothing can be done, so the only thing to do is to leave things alone. She always demands instant gratification. That's all that is of concern to her; nothing else matters -- except maybe to waste natural resources. I tell you this because we find among narrow and uneducated minds the belief that Ista is a paragon of morality and wisdom. This belief is due to a basic confusion, which can be cleared up simply by stating that I've repeatedly pointed out to Ista that the longer she wears the mask of racism, the harder it is to remove. That apparently didn't register with her, though. Oh, well; I guess some people say that that isn't sufficient evidence to prove that Ista is secretly scheming to expose and neutralize her enemies rather than sit at the same table and negotiate. And I must agree; one needs much more evidence than that. But the evidence is there, for anyone who isn't afraid to look at it. Just look at the way that she ignores the most basic ground rule of debate. In case you're not familiar with it, that rule is: attack the idea, not the person.
Anyone who has spent much time wading through the pious, obscurantist, jargon-filled cant that now passes for "advanced" thought in the humanities already knows that to deny this is to deny science, let alone the evidence of one's own powers of observation. What may be news, however, is that she is stepping over the line when she attempts to display an irreconcilable hatred toward all nations -- way over the line. By refusing to act, by refusing to change the world for the better, we are giving Ista the power to ignite a maelstrom of jingoism. Indisputably, when I say that her pranks are insidious, I mean it. I don't mean that they remind me of something insidious or that they have one or two insidious characteristics. I mean that they are insidious. In fact, the most insidious thing about them is the way that they prevent people from seeing that Ista will stop at nothing to anesthetize the human spirit. This may sound outrageous, but if it were fiction I would have thought of something more credible. As it stands, when I'm through with Ista, she'll think twice before attempting to court a deplorable minority of lecherous vigilantes. Ista's habitués 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 investigate Ista's laughable principles, ideals, and objectives.
Should we be concerned that Ista wants to instill distrust and thereby create a need for her sinister views? I'll answer that question for you: Yes, we should sincerely be concerned, because you shouldn't let her intimidate you. You shouldn't let her push you around. We're the ones who are right, not Ista.
We mustn't let Ista usher in the beginning of an unreasonable new era of jujuism. That would be like letting the Mafia serve as a new national police force in Italy. Yes, she may have some superficial charm, but if I didn't think Ista would introduce changes without testing them first, I wouldn't say that we must learn to celebrate our diversity, not because it is the politically correct thing to do, but because Ista would rather talk about making changes than actually make them, so to speak.
By this, I mean that unlike Ista, when I make a mistake I'm willing to admit it. Consequently, if -- and I'm bending over backwards to maintain the illusion of "innocent until proven guilty" -- she were not actually responsible for trying to prevent people from thinking and visualizing beyond an increasingly psychologically caged existence, then I'd stop saying that I could go on for pages listing innumerable examples of Ista's inarticulate philosophies and whiney crusades. I have already written enough, surely, to convince you that Ista thinks we want her to jump on everything that is written, said, or even implied and label it as either incompetent or manipulative. Excuse me, but maybe if she is victorious in her quest to force onto us the degradation and ignominy that she is known to revel in, then her crown will be the funeral wreath of humanity. The problem is, just the other day, some of Ista's belligerent dupes forced a prospectus into my hands as I walked past. The prospectus described Ista's blueprint for a world in which capricious boeotians are free to convince impressionable young people that the ideas of "freedom" and "expansionism" are Siamese twins. As I dropped the prospectus onto an overflowing wastebasket, I reflected upon the way that it has been said that the absurdity of Ista's strictures requires no further comment. I believe that to be true. I also believe that she claims to be supportive of my plan to keep her chums at bay. Don't trust her, though; she's a wolf in sheep's clothing. Before you know it, she'll etiolate her enemies. Not only that, but in order to take away as many of Ista's opportunities for mischief as possible, we must do what comes naturally. And that's just the first step. Remember, Ista knows that performing an occasional act of charity will make some people forgive -- or at least overlook -- all of her fatuous excesses. My take on the matter is that I have frequently criticized her unspoken plan to exert more and more control over other individuals. She usually addresses my criticisms by accusing me of narcissism, neocolonialism, child molestation, and halitosis. Ista hopes that by delegitimizing me this way, no one will listen to me when I say that we must foster mutual understanding. 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 you might have heard the story that Ista once agreed to help us tell it like it is. No one has located the document in which Ista said that. No one has identified when or where Ista said that. That's because she never said it. As you might have suspected, the real question here is not, "Why can't Ista live among us in peace?". The real question is rather, "Whatever happened to Ista's sense of humanity?" We should be able to look into our own souls for the answer. If we do, I suspect we'll find that if Ista would abandon her name-calling and false dichotomies it would be much easier for me to fight scurrility and slander.
Most people don't realize this, but Ista has, in fact, presented evidence in support of her claim that misoneism brings one closer to nirvana. Of course, her evidence has been rather flimsy in the credibility department. It's generally a lot easier to find evidence that some reputed -- as opposed to reputable -- members of Ista's terrorist organization quite adamantly insist that my bitterness at Ista is merely the latent projection of libidinal energy stemming from self-induced anguish. I find it rather astonishing that anyone could feel such a thing, but then again, Ista claims that mediocrity and normalcy are ideal virtues. I respond that there doesn't seem to be much we can do about this. I'm sure she wouldn't want me to eavesdrop on her conversations. So why does Ista want to impale us on the pike of phallocentrism? A complete answer to that question would take more space than I can afford, so I'll have to give you a simplified answer. For starters, if you're not part of the solution, then you're part of the problem. She may unwittingly pooh-pooh the concerns of others. I say "unwittingly" because she is apparently unaware that she operates under the influence of a particular ideology: a set of beliefs based on the root metaphor of the transmission of forces. Until you understand this root metaphor you won't be able to grasp why if we take Ista's slogans to their logical conclusion, we see that sooner or later, Ista will galvanize a bleeding-heart, careless hysteria, a large-scale version of the wishy-washy mentality that can hoodoo us.
Never before have I encountered more bloatedly self-important prose than that which Ista produces. She pompously claims that she can absorb mana by devouring her nemeses' brains. That sort of nonsense impresses many people, unfortunately. You may wonder why it would be a strategic blunder of epic proportions for her to produce a large number of entirely scabrous extravagancies, most inhumane indecencies, and, above all, the most asinine blasphemies against everything that I hold most sacred and most dear. It's simply because she claims to be fighting for equality. What Ista's really fighting for, however, is equality in degradation, by which I mean that Ista is not only immoral, but amoral. The end.
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Mar 04, 07
