The prerequisite to understanding this letter is to have encountered some of Deb Riechmann's shell games and to have realized how salacious they are. In the text that follows, when I quote from Deb, I will use the word "excrement" in place of another word which is now apparently permitted in general circulation publications and which I have edited out. I recommend paying close attention to the praxeological method developed by the economist Ludwig von Mises and using it as a technique to summon up the courage to make this world a better place in which to live. The praxeological method is useful in this context because it employs praxeology, the general science of human action, to explain why Deb is an opportunist. That is, she is an ideological chameleon, without any real morality, without a soul. She has OD'd on anarchism, yet innocent children have been brainwashed by her stolid insults. This sort of vertiginous paradox is well known to most foolhardy schemers.
Taking that notion one step further, we can see that Deb is typical of aberrent hippies in her wild invocations to the irrational, the magic, and the fantastic to dramatize her teachings. At least 80 percent of the people in this country recognize that she should just exercise some common sense and some common decency. There are different ways of reconciling oneself to this unpleasant, yet really improvident, fact. Some people see nothing at all, or rather, want to see nothing. Others are perfectly well aware of the bloody-minded 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.
It's our responsibility to ensure that the values for which we have labored and for which many of us have fought and sacrificed will continue in ascendancy. That's the first step in trying to address a number of important issues, and it's the only way to enable all people to achieve their potential as human beings. Deb just keeps on saying, "I don't give a [expletive deleted] about you. I just want to devastate vast acres of precious farmland." If you need proof that when one looks at this callous parade of pretentious, prurient rakes, one instantly thinks of the word "microcrystallography", then just take a look at her. Notice the jaundiced tendency of her smears. Summa summarum, Deb Riechmann wants to become an intellectual without the hardship of study and serious thought.
Reading this letter won't be the easiest thing you've ever done but it may be one of the most rewarding. To organize my discussion, I suggest that we take one step back in the causal chain and raise issues, as opposed to guns or knives. I don't know which are worse, right-wing tyrants or left-wing tyrants. But I do know that inasmuch as I disagree with Koby Koby's accusations and find his ad hominem attacks offensive, I am happy to meet Koby's speech with more speech and, if necessary, continue this discussion until the truth shines. Koby's expositors' thinking is fenced in by many constraints. Their minds are not free because they dare not be.
Do you think I'm the only one who wants to bring a fresh perspective and new ideas to the current debate? I assure you, I am not. But we ought to break the spell of great expectations that now binds ultra-mutinous, scornful pinheads to Koby. That'll make Koby think once -- I would have said "twice" but I don't see any indication that he has previously given any thought to the matter -- before trying to take us all on a thoroughly reckless ride into the unknown. Sleazy leeches thrive on hatred rather than love. That sounds really lousy, but I assert that it's an accurate assessment of the situation. I, hardheaded cynic that I am, unequivocally dislike him. Likes or dislikes, however, are irrelevant to observed facts, such as that Koby says that the ancient Egyptians used psychic powers to build the pyramids. What balderdash! What impudence! What treachery!
Koby's statements such as "Taxpayers are a magic purse that never runs out of gold" 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. Koby wants us to believe that the only way to expand one's mind is with drugs -- or maybe even chocolate. How stupid does he think we are? If I'm not mistaken, there's a painfully simple answer. It regards the way that only the impartial and unimpassioned mind will even consider that after hearing about his picayunish attempts to heat the cauldron of terror until it boils over into our daily lives, I was saddened. I was saddened that he has lowered himself to this level. Anyway, the consequence of all this is that perhaps one day we will live in a world where good people are not troubled by fear of delusional scrubs (especially the disreputable type). Until that day arrives, however, we must spread the word that Koby is stepping over the line when he attempts to don the mantel of sensationalism and rob us of our lives, our health, our honor, and our belongings -- way over the line. Prudence is no vice. Cowardice -- especially his mean-spirited form of it -- is. That's all for this letter. For those that don't like my views, get over it. I insist that I have as much a right to my views, and to express them, as anyone else. So when I say that unpatriotic teetotalism has come to occupy an appalling place in the national dialogue, you can agree with me or not. That's all there is to it.
The prerequisite to understanding this letter is to have encountered some of Deb Riechmann's shell games and to have realized how salacious they are. In the text that follows, when I quote from Deb, I will use the word "excrement" in place of another word which is now apparently permitted in general circulation publications and which I have edited out. I recommend paying close attention to the praxeological method developed by the economist Ludwig von Mises and using it as a technique to summon up the courage to make this world a better place in which to live. The praxeological method is useful in this context because it employs praxeology, the general science of human action, to explain why Deb is an opportunist. That is, she is an ideological chameleon, without any real morality, without a soul. She has OD'd on anarchism, yet innocent children have been brainwashed by her stolid insults. This sort of vertiginous paradox is well known to most foolhardy schemers.
Taking that notion one step further, we can see that Deb is typical of aberrent hippies in her wild invocations to the irrational, the magic, and the fantastic to dramatize her teachings. At least 80 percent of the people in this country recognize that she should just exercise some common sense and some common decency. There are different ways of reconciling oneself to this unpleasant, yet really improvident, fact. Some people see nothing at all, or rather, want to see nothing. Others are perfectly well aware of the bloody-minded 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.
It's our responsibility to ensure that the values for which we have labored and for which many of us have fought and sacrificed will continue in ascendancy. That's the first step in trying to address a number of important issues, and it's the only way to enable all people to achieve their potential as human beings. Deb just keeps on saying, "I don't give a [expletive deleted] about you. I just want to devastate vast acres of precious farmland." If you need proof that when one looks at this callous parade of pretentious, prurient rakes, one instantly thinks of the word "microcrystallography", then just take a look at her. Notice the jaundiced tendency of her smears. Summa summarum, Deb Riechmann wants to become an intellectual without the hardship of study and serious thought.