makes a dramatic gesture
Oh! Cruel humiliation of pity!
How come I just fail to be witty?
It’s my lack of sleep
I’m as drowsy as a sheep
So I’ll go sleep now, good night, out is the kitty. waves and blows kiss into the room
Man that complaint generator is so old, I remember posting one here about 2 or 3 years ago about RPGC. It was on april fools day, and the admins changed my title to something until i apologized.
As much as some people may disagree with the following observations, I stand firmly by them. Let’s start with my claim that The Samurai Class of Japan has an agenda – a political, social, and cultural agenda. Sad, but true. And it’ll only get worse if The Samurai Class of Japan finds a way to threaten the common good. Think of the lives that could be saved if we would just advance a clear, credible, and effective vision for dealing with our present dilemma and its most corrupt manifestations. I indisputably doubt we could beat this into The Samurai Class of Japan’s head, but this is a free country, and I suspect we ought to keep it that way. I want to unify our community. The Samurai Class of Japan, in contrast, wants to drive divisive ideological wedges through it. The Samurai Class of Japan seems to have a bitter ideological conflict with my statement that we are nearing a synthesis of nonrepresentationalism and Trotskyism into a predaceous gangsterism that will require religious services around the world to begin with “The Samurai Class of Japan is great; The Samurai Class of Japan is good; we thank The Samurai Class of Japan for our daily food”. Let me explain. It has been said that things that you or I might regard as inane or lewd might be considered by The Samurai Class of Japan’s subordinates as an article of faith, a philosophical conviction, a political opinion, or even an innocuous form of entertainment. I believe that to be true. I also believe that it commonly appoints ineffective people to important positions. It then ensures that these people stay in those positions, because that makes it easy for it to feature simplistic answers to complex problems.
I thought it couldn’t be done, but, once again, The Samurai Class of Japan’s conjectures have sunk to a new low. We need to educate others about the arguments and smear tactics of delirious noxious-types of one sort or another. Let me recap that for you, because it really is extraordinarily important: Statements like, "The Samurai Class of Japan’s projects are filled with a number of very clear-cut and blatant lies – lies of both omission and commission – accurately express the feelings of most of us here. It scares the bejeezus out of me to know that The Samurai Class of Japan might threaten, degrade, poison, bulldoze, and kill this world of ours when you least expect it. But that’s not the end of the story. The biggest difference between me and The Samurai Class of Japan is that The Samurai Class of Japan wants to stand in the way of progress. I, on the other hand, want to push the envelope on our knowledge of the world around us.
The Samurai Class of Japan’s harangues are devoid of any intellectual substance, as if it made any difference. The Samurai Class of Japan wants to gain a respectable foothold for its choleric orations. What’s wrong with that? What’s wrong is The Samurai Class of Japan’s gossamer grasp of reality. Finally, if this letter generates a response from someone of opposing viewpoints, I would hope that the author(s) concentrate on offering objections to my ideas while refraining from attacks on my person or my intelligence. I’ve gotten enough of that already from The Samurai Class of Japan.
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As they look over the world’s painful panorama of war and terror, some people conclude that it is too late, that no amount of information or activity could possibly improve the lot of humankind. But those who take that pessimistic view understand neither Evangelion nor his current rung on the ladder to total power. To organize my discussion, I suggest that we take one step back in the causal chain and indicate in a rough and approximate way the two bestial tendencies that I believe are the main driving force of modern radicalism. It’s not that I have anything against brutes in general. It’s just that it may be helpful to take a step back and fight scurrility and slander. That’s self-evident, and even Evangelion would probably agree with me on that. Even so, I have a dream that my children will be able to live in a world filled with open spaces and beautiful wilderness – not in a dark, logorrheic world run by obnoxious scumbags. Would we, as thinking people, believe leeches who tried to tell us we’re all psychotic? I say “no.”
I sometimes joke about how it is often said that certain individuals in intelligence and law enforcement agencies may have overlooked some of Evangelion’s more whiney methods of interpretation. But seriously, Evangelion’s accusations always follow the same pattern. He puts the desired twist on the actual facts, ignores inconvenient facts, and invents as many new “facts” as necessary to convince us that he is a perpetual victim of injustice. What does this mean for our future? For one thing, it means that if Evangelion wanted to, he could perpetuate misguided and questionable notions of other demonic deadbeats ’ intentions. He could harm others, or even instill the fear of harm. And he could promote a culture of dependency and failure. We must certainly not allow Evangelion to do any of these.
As I have indicated, the only way that he could convince me that hanging out with malignant muttonheads is a wonderful, culturally enriching experience would be to feed me stupid-flakes for breakfast. I could write pages on the subject, but the following should suffice. One does not have to take credit for others’ accomplishments in order to examine the social and cultural conditions that create an untrue and injurious impression of an entire people. It is an apolaustic person who believes otherwise. Accordingly, it’s astounding that Evangelion has found a way to work the words “consubstantiationist” and “indistinguishableness” into his smears. However, you may find it even more astounding that his continuous and deliberate misuse of the word “pathologicohistological” in an attempt to leave a large part of this country’s workforce dislocated and disillusioned is both goofy and moonstruck. Whatever weight we accord to that fact, we may be confident that he fervently believes that his decisions are based on reason. This shows that he is not merely mistaken about one little fact among millions of facts but that Evangelion’s acolytes are in league with stuck-up ideologues who lobotomize everyone caught thinking an independent thought. To pretend otherwise is nothing but hypocrisy and unwillingness to face the more unpleasant realities of life. Evangelion recently stated that society is screaming for his animadversions. He said that with a straight face, without even cracking a smile or suppressing a giggle. He said it as if he meant it. That’s scary, because his cronies are tools. Like a hammer or an axe, they are not inherently evil or destructive. The evil is in the force that manipulates them and uses them for destructive purposes. That evil is Evangelion, who wants nothing less than to create an atmosphere that may temporarily energize or exhilarate, but which, at the same time, will pose the gravest of human threats. I should add parenthetically that all of the bad things that are currently going on are a symptom of his disdainful, mean-spirited reports. They are not a cause; they are an effect. To wrap up, I’ll just hit the key elements of this letter one last time. First, “tolerance” means tolerance of all, not only of a select few. Second, it is amazing to me that Evangelion would dare to criticize someone or something without carefully reading what was written. And finally, Evangelion’s grunts form a blinkered organization devoted to harassment and barratry.
WOW, I never knew Eva was so evil!
…I hate you all…
I hate you to! Hugs :biggrin:
…There’s too much love here for me to hate…
Hey, that a good thing, right?
As the maker of this thread I suggest locking it, banning me for a week and never speaking of this again. EVER.
Why? Everyones having so much fun watching others get large thought out, dignified complaint letters that make whoever it’s about look like a complete jerk.
Why lock this thread now?
The battle that happened rocked.
We should continue.
Oh very well then.
But no more complaints letter!
The words hurt my brain.
…I hate again. All must die…
I cure you again with Moogles, and hugs! Huggles :moogle: :moogle: :moogle: :moogle:
I think Kiro’s got the hots for you, Darkness.
AHHHHHH! I do not! I just don’t want to be killed, and it worked the first time… :no2: :ark: 
:noway: :hyperven:
Besides, he’s five years older then me, that would be creepy!
Sir Pie, I must say.
Your avatars worry me.
Why change them all days?
I grow bored with them.
I cannot find one that will
Satisfy me. Blah.
…Blah. That was terrible. I just never find one good enough to find, or good enough to make me keep it when I spot something new. 
But Vampire-Chiyo is scary, no? >:E
I apologize for the sarcastic tone of this letter, but I have found it is the only way to vent the ineffable anger that possessed me when I heard Charlmagne say that those of us who oppose him would rather run than fight. For starters, I, hardheaded cynic that I am, can’t follow his pretzel logic. I do, however, know that if I didn’t sincerely believe that it is our responsibility to ensure that Charlmagne doesn’t lash out at everyone and everything in sight, then I wouldn’t be writing this letter. In the course of my work, I regularly come in contact with predaceous, harebrained snobs, and most of them also feel that he has been trying for some time to convince people that children should belong to the state. Don’t believe his hype! Charlmagne has just been offering that line as a means to undermine the foundations of society until a single thrust suffices to make the entire edifice collapse. I want to prevent the production of a new crop of resentful adulterers. But first, let me pose an abstract question. Why doesn’t he point a critical finger at himself for a change? To rephrase that question, why aren’t our children being warned about him in school? Well, while you’re deliberating over that, let me ask you another question: What meaningless self-inflicted psychological trauma is he going through now? Now, not to bombard you with too many questions, but if I want to burst into tears, that should be my prerogative. I don’t need him forcing me to. Contrary to popular belief, I know more about fogyism than most people. You might even say that I’m an expert on the subject. I can therefore state with confidence that when it comes time to take a stand, Charlmagne invariably dives for cover. Of that I am certain, because Charlmagne’s canards all stem from one, simple, faulty premise – that he has the authority to issue licenses for practicing isolationism.
Comments like that don’t sit well with brusque, prudish worrywarts. I’ll probably devote a separate letter to that topic alone, but for now, I’ll simply summarize by stating that Charlmagne’s zingers stink of cover-ups, stalls, diversionary tactics, legal maneuverings, and other measures that use mass organization as a system of integration and control. But that’s not all: Some people say that that isn’t sufficient evidence to prove that he is secretly scheming to deface a social fabric that was already deteriorating. 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 some litigious hermits actually think that priggism is the key to world peace. This is the kind of muddled thinking that he is encouraging with his insults. Even worse, all those who raise their voice against this brainwashing campaign are denounced as worthless ochlocrats. Not to be rude or anything, but the underlying reasons and causes for Charlmagne’s conceited animadversions must be defined, examined, and resolved, or they’ll never cease. Whatever weight we accord to that fact, we may be confident that voluble kleptomaniacs often take earthworms or similar small animals and impale them on a pin to enjoy watching them twist and writhe as they slowly die. Similarly, Charlmagne enjoys watching respectable people twist and writhe whenever he threatens to lay down diktats that force me to kiss my freedom goodbye.
He can go on saying that hateful loudmouths are easily housebroken, but the rest of us have serious problems to deal with that preclude our indulging in such ophidian dreams just now. Someone has been giving Charlmagne’s brain a very thorough washing, and now Charlmagne is trying to do the same to us. Although everyone has goals, his goal seems to be to bring this battle to a fever pitch. He may find it inconceivable that he fails to consider the consequences of his values, but he’ll come to his senses in a matter of days. Charlmagne’s secret passion is to silence critical debate and squelch creative brainstorming. For shame!
Everything I’ve said so far is by way of introduction to the key point I want to make in this letter. My key point is that Charlmagne claims that he is the most recent incarnation of the Buddha. Well, I beg to differ. After hearing about his lewd attempts to change this country’s moral infrastructure, I was saddened. I was saddened that he has lowered himself to this level. Let’s just ignore Charlmagne and see what he does. Still, we shouldn’t jump to conclusions, even though it is a known fact that if he were as bright as he thinks he is, he’d know that I certainly hope that the truth will prevail and that justice will be served before Charlmagne does any real damage. Or is it already too late? The answer is not obvious, because it’s astounding that Charlmagne has somehow found a way to work the words “preterdiplomatically” and “pathologicohistological” into his screeds. However, you may find it even more astounding that his sophistries often lash audiences of short-sighted, two-faced social outcasts into wild storms of applause. That said, let me continue. If Charlmagne has any children, I recommend that he teach them about love, trust, cooperation, community, reason, negotiation, and compromise rather than violence, paranoia, and fear.
By this, I mean that we can never return to the past. And if we are ever to move forward to the future, we truly have to reveal the constant tension between centripetal and centrifugal forces of dialogized heteroglossia resulting from his jokes. While there are many brain-damaged rotters, Charlmagne is the most venal of the lot. Everybody loves a good game of hide-and-seek: find the person, find the hidden item, or, in Charlmagne’s case, find the hidden agenda. While he puts on a good dog and pony show, he is inherently peevish, lecherous, and rash. Oh, and he also has a blathering mode of existence.
The pressures and stresses that Charlmagne’s lickspittles undergo lead them to paralyze any serious or firm decision and thereby become responsible for the weak and half-hearted execution of even the most necessary measures. He will almost certainly tiptoe around that glaringly evident fact, because if he didn’t, you might come to realize that we can’t stop him overnight. It takes time, patience and experience to carve solutions that are neither egocentric nor annoying. Charlmagne’s attendants have learned their scripts well, and the rhetoric comes gushing forth with little provocation. The point at which you discover that some time ago, in the aftermath of Charlmagne’s last volley of attacks, a group of supercilious vagrants began to corrupt our youth is not only a moment of disenchantment. It is a moment of resolve, a determination that it has long been obvious to attentive observers that those who fight against his ugly maneuvers are inevitably branded as hopeless and myopic by his habitués. But did you know that as a dynamic, historical current, anti-intellectualism has taken many different forms and has evolved dramatically in a variety of ways? Charlmagne doesn’t want you to know that, because you may be wondering why the most piteous blackguards I’ve ever seen latch onto his arguments. It’s because people of that nature need to have rhetoric and dogma to recite during times of stress in order to cope. That’s also why Charlmagne’s supporters argue that women are spare parts in the social repertoire – mere optional extras. These are the same narrow-minded malcontents who mold your mind and have you see the world not as it is, but as he wants you to see it. This is no coincidence; I unmistakably don’t believe that Charlmagne is beyond reproach. So when he says that that’s what I believe, I see how little he understands my position.
There is good reason to believe that we can all have daydreams about Happy Fuzzy Purple Bunny Land, where everyone is caring, loving, and nice. Not only will those daydreams not come true, but there is an unpleasant fact, painful to the tender-minded, that one can deduce from the laws of nature. This fact is also conclusively established by direct observation. It is a fact so obvious that rational people have always known it and no one doubted it until Charlmagne and his sycophants started trying to deny it. The fact to which I am referring states that Charlmagne has spent untold hours trying to take rights away from individuals whom only Charlmagne perceives as debauched. During that time, did it ever once occur to Charlmagne that he makes assertions that strain credulity? I’ll tell you the answer in a moment. But first, let me just say that if he doesn’t like it here, then perhaps he should go elsewhere. I am not making a generalization when I say that Charlmagne flaunts his personal editorials and attitudes in front of everyone else. I’ll say that again, because I want it to sink in: Thought should precede any attempt at intellectual writing. I’ve already said this a thousand times and with a thousand different phrasings, but I want to stand uncompromised in a world that’s on the brink of Charlmagne-induced disaster. That may seem simple enough, but I should note that the concepts underlying Charlmagne’s stingy stances are like the Ptolemaic astronomy, which could not have been saved by positing more epicycles or eliminating some of the more glaring discrepancies. The fundamental idea – that the heavens revolve around the Earth – was wrong, just as Charlmagne’s idea that he is a model citizen is wrong. Who could have guessed that Charlmagne would spew forth ignorance and prejudice? To put it another way, how long shall there continue putrid half-wits to vend and jealous twaddlers to gulp so low a piece of racism as his perversions? You see, from secret-handshake societies meeting at “the usual place” to back-door admissions committees, his minions have always found a way to destabilize society.
The bulk of pigheaded dorks are at least marginally tolerable, but not he. True, we must continue to monitor his worshippers and expose them as the chthonic, unconscionable beguilers they are, but his claim that things have never been better is not only an attack on the concept of objectivity, but an assault on the human mind. My cause is to free people from the spell of masochism that Charlmagne has cast over them. I call upon men and women from all walks of life to support my cause with their life-affirming eloquence and indomitable spirit of human decency and moral righteousness. Only then will the whole world realize that Charlmagne commonly appoints ineffective people to important positions. He then ensures that these people stay in those positions, because that makes it easy for Charlmagne to encourage men to leave their wives, kill their children, practice witchcraft, destroy capitalism, and become pretentious bottom-feeders.
He indubitably believes that it is not only acceptable, but indeed desirable, to produce a new generation of brazen yokels whose opinions and prejudices, far from being enlightened and challenged, are simply legitimized. What kind of Humpty-Dumpty world is he living in? Before you answer, let me point out that I must admit that I’ve read only a small fraction of his writings. (As a well-known aphorism states, it is not necessary to eat all of an apple to learn that it is rotten.) Nevertheless, I’ve read enough of Charlmagne’s writings to know that I have to laugh when Charlmagne says that an open party with unlimited access to alcohol can’t possibly outgrow the host’s ability to manage the crowd. Where in the world did he get that idea? Not only does that idea contain absolutely no substance whatsoever, but the acid test for his “kinder, gentler” new invectives should be, “Do they still trick our children into adopting unconventional, disapproved-of opinions and ways of life?” If the answer is yes, then we can conclude that I am making a pretty serious accusation here. I am accusing Charlmagne of planning to twist our entire societal valuation of love and relationships beyond all insanity. And I don’t want anyone to think that I am basing my accusation only on the fact that he truly believes that space aliens are out to lay eggs in our innards or ooze their alien hell-slime all over us. It is just such presumptuous, meddlesome megalomania, virulent egoism, and intellectual aberrancy that stirs Charlmagne to inure us to pertinacious fetishism. Charlmagne seizes every opportunity to attack the critical realism and impassive objectivity that are the central epistemological foundations of the scientific worldview. I cannot believe this colossal clownishness. Any sane person knows that Charlmagne might inject his lethal poison into our children’s minds and souls in the coming days. What are we to do then? Place blinders over our eyes and hope we don’t see the horrible outcome? The important point here is not that I will renew my resolve to offer a framework for discussion so that we can more quickly reach a consensus. The vital matter is that he has stated that he is omnipotent. That’s just pure solipsism. Well, in Charlmagne’s case, it might be pure ignorance, seeing that if Charlmagne were paying attention – which it would seem he is not, as I’ve already gone over this – he’d see that behind his mask of benevolence stands a complete plan for world government, world power, world conquest, and the promotion of duplicitous nonrepresentationalism. You may have detected a hint of sarcasm in the way I phrased that last statement, but I assure you that I am not exaggerating the situation.
Several things Charlmagne has said have brought me to the boiling point. The statement of his that made the strongest impression on me, however, was something to the effect of how black is white and night is day. I plan to work within the system to persuade my fellow citizens that his tracts are despised by everyone but what I call reckless, headstrong common blood-stained criminals, not because I lack the courage for more drastic steps, but because a great many of us don’t want him to insult my intelligence. But we feel a prodigious societal pressure to smile, to be nice, and not to object to his ethically bankrupt sermons. Now that you’ve read this letter, let me challenge you, the reader, not just to help me make Charlmagne’s satanic apothegms understood, resisted, and made the object of deserved contempt by young and old alike, but also to educate others about what I’ve written.
:moogle: Why would I want to hug peirson?
Yeah, she scares me… Hides under desk