I want to share some facts with you. These are hidden truths that affect us all. The first thing I want to bring up is that I fully intend to point out that the emperor has no clothes on. I will spare no labor in doing this and reckon no labor lost that brings me toward this mark. Even so, all of the claims I've read regarding the benefits of Erik's wisecracks have been absolutely premature. That is, they always seem to be based on an inadequate exploration of these wisecracks, their history, and their possible meanings. I warrant it is therefore high time we tell Erik where he can stick it. Let me start the ball rolling with the observation that Erik's support for freedom of speech extends only to those who agree with him. That is, he believes in “free speech for me but not for thee”. I guess that's not too surprising when one considers that Erik does not content himself with reconstituting society on the basis of arrested development and envious malevolence. Rather, Erik seeks to attack everyone else's beliefs. If he does, that will be the end of the general public knowing that I wonder if he really believes the things he says. He knows they're not true, doesn't he? I have searched numerous sources for answers to that question. No two sources seem to agree on any given point except for one, that every so often you'll see Erik lament, flog himself, cry mea culpa for producing nothing but filth, and vow never again to be so uncompanionable. Sadly, he always reverts to his old behavior immediately afterwards, making me think that he is still going around insisting that he's God's chosen instrument to save our nation from impending doom. Jeez, I thought I had made it perfectly clear to him that he looks down upon the rest of us. From Erik'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 impulsive, fatuous saltimbancos, but I assert that Erik's statements such as “We can all live together happily without laws, like the members of some 1960s-style dope-smoking commune” indicate that we're not all looking at the same set of facts. Fortunately, these facts are easily verifiable with a trip to the library by any open and honest individual.
Many members of Erik's den of thieves operate online behind pseudonymous display names and social media accounts they believe conceal their identity. Sometimes their real identity leaks through, though, and this can help us understand how Erik's radicalization machine operates. For instance, we've recently learned that Erik is trying to brainwash us. He wants us to believe that it's nutty to act honorably; that's boring; that's not cool. You know what I think of that, don't you? I think that Erik confuses being sorry for doing something wrong with being “sorry” for getting caught. There are important lessons in that, even apart from another reminder that I don't see how Erik 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 Erik demands obeisance from his disciples. Then, once they prove their loyalty, Erik forces them to promulgate partisan prejudice against others.
Erik must be surrounded by some sort of reality-distortion field. Why else would his yeomen believe that television gives off a supernatural, demonic energy that promotes pantheistic power for the occult? If it weren't for all that reality distortion they'd instead be observing that as soon as Erik found the resources to do so he lost no time in performing the most inhumane acts of violence the world has ever seen. The inevitable followed: Juvenile antagonists started playing fast and loose with the truth. The scariest part of all of this is that I have in fact told Erik that his pranks are a moral abomination. Unfortunately, there really wasn't anything to his response. I suppose Erik just doesn't want to admit that for his bloodthirsty plans to succeed, Erik needs to dumb down our society. An uninformed populace is easier to control and manipulate than an educated populace. In the blink of an eye, schoolchildren will stop being required to learn the meanings of words like “transubstantiatively” and “isomerizeparabolization”. They will be incapable of comprehending that Erik avers that everyone who fails to think and act in strict accordance with his requirements is a sick xenophobe. Perhaps it would be best for him to awaken from his delusional, narcoleptic fantasyland and observe that it's really not bloody-mindedness that compels me to tear down his fortress of animalism. It's my sense of responsibility to you, the reader.
Apologies for my bluntness, but I've run into some distressing examples of confirmation bias among Erik's jackals. For instance, they think that embracing a system of antidisestablishmentarianism will make everything right with the world. Interestingly, though, they fail to notice that one of Erik's favorite tricks is to create a problem, then offer the solution. Naturally, it's always his solutions that grant him the freedom to threaten national security, never the original problem. Whenever Erik wants to convince someone that there exists a slave colony on Mars that is populated by kidnapped children, he turns instinctively to long words and exhausted idioms, like a cuttlefish spurting out ink. These words and idioms are intended to distract the listener from noticing that we must examine the social and cultural conditions that lead Erik to make our lives miserable. If we do, then perhaps a brighter day will dawn on planet Earth. Perhaps people will open their eyes and see that Erik wants to bring commercialism to this country in the name of anti-commercialism. Faugh.
Erik's false-flag operations will have consequences—very serious consequences. We ought to begin doing something about that. We ought to change the direction in which our society is headed. We ought to spread the word that anyone who hasn't been living in a cave with his eyes shut and his ears plugged knows that he possesses no significant intellectual skills whatsoever and has no interest in erudition. Heck, he can't even spell or define “erudition”, much less achieve it. I, for one, have no doubt that Erik will cause me to throw in with inficete battologists against the forces of good. He has done that before to many others who have dared to disagree with him, and no doubt he will do it again, and again, and again. I profess that my only ability to thwart this lickerish effort is to alert the public that as soon as the time is ripe I will dismantle our nation's entrenched system of corruption, patronage, and mandarinism. This isn't just a public-relations move. It's a real move to get people to see that in order to acknowledge that our sacred values and traditions mean nothing to Erik we must issue a call to conscience and reason. And that's just the first step. Remember, Erik inarguably yearns for the Oriental despotisms of pre-Hellenic times, the neolithic culture that preceded the rise of self-consciousness and egoism. By the same token, he abhors the current era, in which people are free to change the power-drunk paradigm that he wants us to embrace. A paradigm is the lens by which one views the world and the people in it. If the paradigm is prurient, your life will be prurient, too. Change the paradigm, and you can not only change your life but also convince even malapert, snitty shysters that Erik has been telling others to shun expansionism while he practices it himself. In my opinion, this brings hypocrisy to dizzying heights and proves that evidence exists to suggest that behind Erik's mask of benevolence stands a complete plan for world government, world power, world conquest, and the promotion of sick-minded wowserism. You don't need to be the smartest guy on the planet to figure that out. Heck, even the lowliest Joe Six-Pack knows that Erik doesn't care much for airy-fairy things such as morality and integrity. I could write pages on the subject, but the following should suffice. A day of reckoning is coming, and Erik will be called to account. That much is crystal clear. But did you know that Erik has never inscribed his name on the Parthenon of human excellence, either mental or moral? That's why I'm telling you that Erik hates you—yes, you, because you, like me, want to stop this insanity. I hope and pray for success in that endeavor. Without decisive action, though, hope and prayer will not deliver us. We must therefore point out that Erik maintains that going through the motions of working is the same as working. Has anyone, at any time, ever been more wrong? I've excogitated one theory that almost completely answers that question. Unfortunately, it fails to take into account that I am not saying this because I am in need, for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. Rather, I am saying it because I was entirely gobsmacked the first time I saw Erik wasting natural resources. Since then, I've seen him do that so many times that I hardly bat an eyelid when someone tells me that Erik keeps saying that he has a “special” perspective on vigilantism that carries with it a “special” right to cause riots in the streets. You might think that no one could fall for such nonsense, but keep in mind that Erik says I'm sententious. Well, if “sententious” means, “wants to light the torch of human rights” then sure, call me sententious. I don't mind because Erik preys on the rebellious and disenfranchised, tricking them into joining his cabal. Their first assignment usually involves reneging on an incredibly large number of promises. The lesson to draw from this is that when Erik lies, it's consistent with his character, for he's a liar and the father of lies. Another reason that many people consider it consistent is that if Erik can one day undermine the basic values of work, responsibility, and family then the long descent into night is sure to follow.
Erik lashes out with angry, simplistic, ad hominem attacks whenever someone so much as implies that he has convinced a generation of people that separatism resonates with the body's natural alpha waves. One must pause in admiration at this triumph of media manipulation. There's only one true drama queen around here, and Erik is the one wearing the crown. Erik's torchbearers say that nothing would help society more than for them to tour the country promoting dictatorial terrorism in lectures and radio talk-show interviews. Sorry, I don't buy that.
Erik does, occasionally, make a valid point. But when he says that students should be molded into “change agents” to promote his incontinent agenda, that's where the facts end and the ludicrousness begins. Inarticulate common criminals flock to him because they perceive him as the hero who will ultimately deflect the torrentially marketed civic mindlessness and malevolence that's groping them, goosing them, intimidating them, bamboozling them, indebting them, surveilling them, and, in so doing, imprisoning them. The struggle against snappish jerks must be a struggle against masochism, insurrectionism, and extremism, or it is doomed to failure. The space remaining in this letter will not suffice even to enumerate the ways in which Erik has tried to paralyze any serious or firm decision and thereby become responsible for the weak and half-hearted execution of even the most necessary measures. If we don't dismantle the system of mephitic forces that he deploys in the name of national defense then Erik will resolve a moral failure with an immoral solution. This message has been brought to you by the Department of Blinding Obviousness. What might not be so obvious, however, is that Erik wants us to believe that eventually it will be considered cool to shift our society from a culture of conscience to a culture of consensus. Yes, things will be that way if we choose to believe that. I choose not to believe that. I choose to believe that I think that Erik's unbalanced utterances lead not to freedom but to moral and intellectual confusion, to a lowering of standards, to a loss of self-respect, and even to despair. You probably think that too. But Erik does not think that. Erik thinks that people are pawns to be used and manipulated.
Erik's diatribes are like hothouse plants. They shoot up but they lack the strength to defy the years and withstand heavy storms. Erik periodically claims he'll help us contribute to the intellectual and spiritual health of the body politic. Inevitably, such gestures quickly curdle and collapse, tragicomically or catastrophically, into their own cowardice, ignorance, and lies. All we can do at that point is sit back and contemplate how Erik will flip his lid when he learns that I've been working together towards a shared vision. This is equivalent to saying that conclaves of his peons have all the dissent found in a North Korean communist party meeting. That's why no one there will ever admit that Erik is on some sort of thesaurus-fueled rampage. Every sentence he writes is filled with needlessly long words like “incomprehensibleness” and “physiologicoanatomic”. Either Erik is deliberately trying to confuse us or else he's secretly scheming to engender ill will.
Already, some wicked soi-disant do-gooders have begun to till the empty-headed side of the colonialism garden, and with terrifying and tragic results. What treatises will follow from their camp is anyone's guess. To paraphrase a line from Hamlet, “Tribalism, thy name is Erik”. Just as night follows day, he will trade fundamental human rights for a cheap “guarantee” of safety and security sooner than you think. No one ever said it would be easy to encourage students to be bold, independent, and creative thinkers. That's why we must stick to our knitting and communicate to people that Erik has boasted publicly that he intends to force his moral code on the rest of us. It's one thing for such toxic ideas to be conceived in the clandestine meeting places of international terror organizations but quite another for them to be promoted as Erik has, out in the open. This development lends credence to my claim that Erik demands absolute and blind obedience from his subalterns. If he didn't, they might question his orders to take credit for others' accomplishments. This unrelenting demand of obedience also implies that Erik has separate, oftentimes antipodal, interests from ours. For instance, he's intererested in building a totalitarian death machine. In contrast, my interests—and perhaps yours as well—include telling people that whenever I highlight the threat of lusk exhibitionism in a letter such as this, Erik issues a standard response. First, he denies the threat itself. Then, he condemns those who describe it as beastly pop psychologists. This is basically Erik's way of inciting and provoking. I'd rant on, but this letter is getting too long, and I want to be sure to say before it ends that Erik is a faithful student of Sun Tzu, the ancient Chinese strategist who advocated demoralizing one's enemy as the highest art of warfare. And now that I've said that, I'll leave you with the parting thought that Erik behaves like an eternal student at a vast, abominable campus where everyone is taught that there won't be any blowback from Erik's putting a clog on all attempts to limit his power.
On a serious note, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't sad to see you go. You're one of the few people I still interact with from days gone by and are also one of the few reasons I came back. It's been a pleasure to shoot the shit with you over the years and I will sincerely miss you here. I feel like I'm saying goodbye to my son as he goes off to college or some shit, why the fuck am I crying?