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Hyperspacerebel
http://www.weebls-stuff.com/songs/Amazing+Horse/
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Skreeran
http://www.weebls-stuff.com/songs/Amazing+Horse/
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sJDN9tWNLk4
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OverZealous
I liked the 4th grade. It was kinda fun.
Someone burning the school down might've had something to do with it, though.
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Interest
I liked the 4th grade. It was kinda fun.
Someone burning the school down might've had something to do with it, though.
Holy crap.
Seriously?
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Treskol
Anyone else watching Yogscast livestream?
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Patty
Thats 5Litres...is that bad? On a scale of 1 to 10?
I'm starting to worry, my neck is pulsing really hard, and I can feel it without touching it
AND YOU CAN SEE MY HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAART, BEATING, YOU CAN SEE IT THROUGH MY CHEST,
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240140
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Hyperspacerebel
That makes my name sound French. Thanks a lot.
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Hyperspacerebel
May I be cynical for a bit? I hope you don't mind, but with HsR's latest barrage of slatternly, ghastly ramblings, I can't resist the urge to make a few cynical comments. Wait! Before you dismiss me as polyloquent, hear me out. You should not ask, "Why, in the name of all that is good and holy, does HsR want to spread psychotic views?", but rather, "What demons possessed him to sow the seeds of discord?". The latter question is the better one to ask because I need your help if I'm ever to make his pigheaded remonstrations understood, resisted, and made the object of deserved contempt by young and old alike. "But I'm only one person," you might protest. "What difference can I make?" The answer is: a lot more than you think. You see, HsR's diatribes manifest themselves in two phases. Phase one: acquire power and use it to indoctrinate rude, snippy spouters. Phase two: make his ballyhoos a key dynamic in modern obscurantism by viscerally defining "noninterventionalist" through the experience of brassbound academicism.
As HsR matures emotionally he'll eventually grow out of his present way of thinking and come to realize that he's a psychologically defective person. He's what the psychiatrists call a constitutional psychopath or a sociopath. There's a lot of daylight between his views and mine. HsR believes that undiscoverable, unmeasurable, magical forces from another plane of existence have given him superhuman wisdom while I insist that many scholars have already concluded that his false-flag operations are highly splenetic. Nevertheless, it's still worth reexamining them in the light of new information, new research, and new insights. Doing so is sure to reveal that HsR claims that he is clean and bright and pure inside. That claim is preposterous and, to use HsR's own language, overtly inattentive. No history can justify it.
HsR has, at times, called me "brain-damaged" or "dishonest". Such contemptuous name-calling has passed far beyond the stage of being infantile but harmless. It has the capacity to force us to bow down low before the worst kinds of exploitative tyrants I've ever seen.
A theme that appears repeatedly in HsR's analects concerns his desire to excoriate attempts to bring questions of interventionism into the (essentially apolitical) realm of pedagogy in language and writing. Then again, that notion has been popular for as long as pessimism has existed. Because I find it sickening to watch HsR violate the basic tenets of journalism and scholarship, because his announcements run contrary to even the most cursory observation of the real world, and because my barbs are clearly in defense of decency and human dignity and violate nobody's rights, we can conclude that HsR knows that performing an occasional act of charity will make some people forgive—or at least overlook—all of his foolish excesses. My take on the matter is that his companions have no velleity to speak up and speak out against him. That's the current situation, and if you have any doubt about the reality of it, then you haven't been paying close enough attention to what's been happening in the world. It's fine to realize that he exhibits an overweening sense of entitlement and a predilection for depreciating others, but it's more important to know that he is firmly convinced that shiftless finks have dramatically lower incidences of cancer, heart attacks, heart disease, and many other illnesses than the rest of us. His belief is controverted, however, by the weight of the evidence indicating that you may be worried that HsR will make us less united, less moral, less sensitive, less engaged, and more perversely snooty before long. If so, then I share your misgivings. But let's not worry about that now. Instead, let's discuss my observation that if we're to effectively carry out our responsibilities and make a future for ourselves, we will first have to present a noble vision of who we were, who we are, and who we can potentially be.
HsR justifies his ethically bankrupt, self-righteous antics with fallacious logical arguments based on argumentum ad baculum. In case you're unfamiliar with the term, it means that if we don't accept HsR's claim that classism forms the core of any utopian society then he will pilfer the national treasure. However much he may deny it, he thinks it would be a great idea to manufacture and compile daunting lists of imaginary transgressions committed against him. Even if we overlook the logistical impossibilities of such an idea, the underlying premise is still flawed.
Essentially, a lack of metacognitive skills may underlie HsR's belief that we can stop cameralism merely by permitting government officials entrée into private homes to search for shabby, horny buttinskies. And that's why I'm writing this letter; this is my manifesto, if you will, on how to break the spell of great expectations that now binds ophidian insurrectionists to HsR. There's no way I can do that alone, and there's no way I can do it without first stating that venal schemers like HsR are not born—they are excreted. However unsavory that metaphor may be, postmodernist, hypersensitive renegades 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, HsR enjoys watching respectable people twist and writhe whenever he threatens to inject even more fear and divisiveness into political campaigns. I am, of course, referring to a recent occurrence that is so well-known it requires no comment except to add that HsR often argues that it's okay if his blandishments initially cause our quality of life to degrade because "sometime", "someone" will do "something" "somehow" to counteract that trend. A similar argument was first made over 1200 years ago by a well-known politicaster and was quickly disproved. In those days, however, no one would have doubted that I want to bring HsR to justice. I want to do this not because I need to tack another line onto my résumé but because even HsR's cohorts are afraid that HsR will wiretap all of our telephones and computers faster than you can say "saccharogalactorrhea". I have seen their fear manifested over and over again, and it is further evidence that I welcome HsR's comments. However, HsR needs to realize that if his plan to rely on the psychological effects of terror to magnify the localized effects of his plaints so that, like a stone hurled into a pool of water, shock waves ripple from the epicenter of HsR's attacks to the furthest reaches of the Earth is to be discouraged then the wisest course of action is to raise self-satisfied segregationists out of their cultural misery and lead them to the national community as a valuable, united factor. Before we start down that road I ought to remind you that to believe that superstition is no less credible than proven scientific principles is to deceive ourselves.
HsR once heard a neurotic sandbagger say, "We can trust HsR not to skewer me over a pit barbecue." What's amazing is that he was then able to use that single quotation plus some anecdotal evidence to convince his collaborators that we should be grateful for the precious freedom to be robbed and kicked in the face by such a noble creature as him, which sincerely makes me wonder, "Why does he insist on boring holes in the hull of the boat in which he himself is also a passenger?" You see, he once tried to abridge our basic civil liberties. If you consider this an exception to the rule then you truly don't understand how HsR operates. I hope, however, that you at least understand that if he is going to talk about higher standards then he needs to live by those higher standards. Others have stated it much more eloquently than I, but he is not the only one who needs to reassess his assumptions. Think about self-serving fruitcakes. They too should realize that he has been telling everyone that without his superior guidance, we will go nowhere. I would like to remind HsR that false words are not only evil in themselves, but they infect the soul with evil.
All of HsR's buddies are thieves—idle, envious, and ready to plunder and enslave their weaker neighbors. It's therefore not surprising that HsR wants me to stop trying to give direction to a universal human development of culture, ethics, and morality. Instead, he'd rather I go crazy. Sorry, but I don't accept defeat that easily.
HsR's beer-guzzling doctrines perpetuate misguided and questionable notions of other cynical, execrable scamps' intentions. News of this deviousness must spread like wildfire if we are ever to establish beyond a shred of doubt that the costs of his insults outweigh their benefits. Did HsR cancel his plans to cause (or at least contribute to) a variety of social ills because he had a change of heart, or is he continuing the same battle on another front? It would appear to be the latter. He's not your average deceitful deadhead. He's the deluxe model. As such, he's indisputably poised to justify, palliate, or excuse the evils of his heart sooner or later.
There is certainly a vapid dimension to HsR's press releases. Or, if "vapid" is too narrow of a term, perhaps you'd prefer "spineless". In any case, thanks to HsR, nerdy political movements are experiencing a resurgence around the world. But there's the rub; we need to stop HsR's encroachments on our heritage. Unfortunately, reaching that simple conclusion sometimes seems to be above human reason. But there is a wisdom above human, and to that we must look if we are ever to express our concerns about HsR's inane expositions. Now that you've reached the end of this letter, let me leave you with the key take-away message: I unquestionably assert that HsR is completely full of it.
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Hyperspacerebel
There, happy?
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Adamsm
Nope.
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240140
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Pwntiff
Who's mentally ill?
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Adamsm
Anyone who posts in a bin.
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