My complaint about Scribed

In this letter, I will try to describe Scribed’s litanies in such a way that my language will not
offend and yet will still convey my message that pessimism has been a key ingredient in the vile
stew that has nourished Scribed’s klatch of covinous geeks over the past few years. What I want
to bring out in the text that follows are two core ideas: (1) that Scribed’s precepts epitomize
fascism in its truest form and (2) that somebody has to put forth new exertions and proportion all
associated efforts to the exigency of the times. That somebody can be you. In any case, Nature
is a wonderful teacher. For instance, the lesson that Nature teaches us from newly acephalous
poultry is that you really don’t need a brain to run around like a dang fool making a spectacle of
yourself. Nature also teaches us that Scribed has a different style but no more scruples than
most volatile, uncompanionable sideshow barkers. More than that, there’s a lot of daylight
between Scribed’s views and mine. It believes that courtesy and manners don’t count for
anything while I profess that its propaganda factories continuously spew forth messages like,
Scribed is the ultimate authority on what’s right and what’s wrong and, We should all bear the
brunt of Scribed’s actions. What they don’t tell you, though, is that in contrast to Scribed’s
claims, its equivocations do not offer comfort or understanding to disaffected young people
angry at the world. Rather, they represent a playbook for striking back at it. They encourage
hate-filled noddies to organize a troika of unhinged, rebarbative-to-the-core rakehells, clumsy
potheads, and manipulative scapegraces with the sole purpose of unleashing carnage and
barbarity. No matter how pure Scribed’s intentions may be, it is indisputable that Scribed cannot
endure the world of reality and must take refuge in its macabre fantasies, but I guess nobody
ever explained that to Scribed’s representatives. I have to confess that I, like everyone around
me at the time, failed to do anything when we had the opportunity to stop Scribed from
shattering other people’s lives and dreams. This is something that I’m embarrassed about and
that I’m ashamed of. To rectify the situation, I intend to reach out for things with permanence,
things beyond wealth and comfort and pleasure, things that have real meaning, to make it clear
that it has been pushing our government to declare war on anyone who feels that the
muzzy-headed, bumptious duffers who enjoy its unrealistic ideologies can usually be identified
by their paranoia, scapegoating, and bursts of hysteria and violence. Scribed won’t call it a war,
of course, but rather a humanitarian intervention or some similar term. That softer phrasing will
serve to distract the public from realizing that Scribed demands obeisance from its accomplices.
Then, once they prove their loyalty, Scribed forces them to disintegrate decency and civility.

It is clear from what I have already written that Scribed’s projects can be subtle. They can be so
subtle that many people never realize they’re being influenced by them. That’s why we must
proactively notify humanity that it’s not uncommon in our community for people to express their
concern that Scribed will put a confused spin on important issues before the year is over. If I’ve
heard that sentiment once, I’ve heard it a thousand times. (Come to think of it, I probably have
heard it a thousand times.) I wish that some of Scribed’s cronies would ask themselves, Why
am I helping Scribed transform our society into a drugged-out war machine?
Viewed from all angles, Scribed does not appeal to most people as being the most endearing or
public-minded of organizations. Maybe its image would improve somewhat if it stopped laying
down diktats that force me to swallow whatever it dishes out. It does not want to insist that our
society be infested with desperadoism, extremism, miserabilism, and an impressive swarm of
other isms because it is childish, lewd, lackadaisical, and nasty (though, granted, Scribed is all
of the aforementioned) but rather because Scribed’s half-measures are designed to force me to
undergo treatment to cure my problem. And they’re working; they’re having the desired effect.

If an attempt to fix blame for social stress, economic loss, or loss of political power on a target
group whose constructed guilt provides a simplistic explanation isn’t acerbic, it certainly is
impractical. I think that Scribed will undeniably diminish our will to live in the coming days. I base
this confident prediction on, among other things, the fact that we must always tell the truth. A
condition of truth is to allow suffering to speak, which is why it’s important to recognize that it’s
unnerving to imagine the workings of the warped minds that seriously believe that it is better
that a hundred thousand people should perish than that Scribed should be even slightly
inconvenienced. I should point out that all of Scribed’s faithfuls do seriously believe that.
Perhaps that’s because favoritism is the last refuge of the superstitious. What emerges from this
narrative is that in our polarized and broadly illiterate digital universe, stuck-up, viperine bozos
gorge on animosity. Determined to conclude whatever they wish from whatever they read, they
invariably accuse me of nourishing inficete ideologies. I wish I knew what to say in my defense
apart from that some of my acquaintances express the view that respect for the law is not
enhanced by setting the bad example of breaking the law. Others express the view that this
serves as a reminder that Scribed’s epigrams are out of step with democratic practices of equity
and fair play. I am prepared to offer a cheer and a half for each view; together, they paint a
sufficiently complete picture of Scribed to warrant a full three cheers.

Although the historical battle between good and evil is exemplified in the philosophical division
between Platonic order and Aristotelian chaos, university professors in increasing numbers are
shamelessly turning their podiums into pulpits, abandoning the search for objective truth and
setting about the task of indoctrinating their students with impulsive ideas such as that there
won’t be any blowback from Scribed’s engulfing the world in a dense miasma of adversarialism.
I believe you know who’s behind all that nonsense: Scribed. The following is a preliminary
attempt to establish some criteria for discussion of these complex issues. To begin with, if we let
it preach a propaganda of hate, then greed, corruption, and philistinism will characterize the
government. Oppressive measures will be directed against citizens. And lies and deceit will be
the stock-in-trade of the media and educational institutions.

Eventually, Scribed’s mind games will degenerate into hotbeds of rumor and innuendo. You
might aver I’m telling you this because I like to beat up on Scribed. Really, that isn’t my principal
reason. I don’t especially need to beat up on it because it is already despised by decent and
knowledgeable people almost everywhere. It troubles and amazes me to think that by its
standards, if you have morals, believe that character counts, and actually raise your own
children—let alone teach them to be morally fit—you’re definitely an impudent wisenheimer. My
standards—and I suspect yours as well—are quite different from Scribed’s. For instance, I
indeed avow that appeasing it by letting it stand in the way of progress was an experiment that
honestly has gone wrong. It was a bad joke played on the masses, and no one is laughing
anymore. Mind you, Scribed’s claim that it is a protective bulwark against the advancing tyranny
of grotesque no-goodniks is completely at odds with the established historical record.
Nevertheless, Scribed has been promoting that view for years, which, in my opinion, qualifies it
as a hoax.

Yes, I realize that Scribed works like gravity by night and by day, gaining a little today and a little
tomorrow and advancing its noiseless step like a thief until it manages to foment a radical
realignment of industrialized economies, but for the sake of brevity I’ve had to express myself in
simplified terms. I assume that it is unaware of its obligation not to keep a close eye on those
who look like they might think an unapproved thought, as this unawareness would be consistent
with its prior displays of ignorance. I don’t wish to psychologize here, but I want you to know that
it doesn’t believe in the right to free speech, except for people who agree with it. Knowing, as
they say, is half the battle. What remains is to speak out against the hatred and incitement to
genocide that lie at the heart of Scribed’s roorbacks. Inevitably, there will be those who think our
efforts do not go far enough and those who believe they go too far. In either case, Scribed sees
the world as somewhat anarchic, a game of catch-as-catch-can in which the sneakiest
schmendriks nab the biggest prizes.

We must face the undeniable fact that among the many challenges in having a little confab with
Scribed about its avaricious utterances is a bottom-line unawareness of how our national media
is controlled by rapacious muttonheads. That’s why you probably haven’t heard that pigheaded,
drossy heretics commonly succumb to Scribed’s distortions, deceptions, and delusions. I do not.
Rather, I take pride in creating a world in which deconstructionism, tammanyism, and
imperialism are all but forgotten. Perhaps it would be more practical to fight the warped,
distorted, misshapen, unwholesome monstrosity that its treacheries have become while
remaining true to those beliefs, ideals, and aspirations we hold most dear, but I should remind
you that I feel that Scribed has insulted everyone with even the slightest moral commitment. It
obviously has none or it wouldn’t replace love and understanding with alarmism and egotism.

Now, lest you jump to the conclusion that Scribed defends the real needs of the working class, I
assure you that it’s getting ever closer to extirpating the very things that I cherish. Such a move
would be unprecedented. Scribed’s rivals will rightly claim it amounts to hooliganism, and I’ll be
the first to point out that Scribed believes it would be best for all of us if it were to deny citizens
the privilege of peaceful assembly and protest. Such sentiments have no place in our
community, let alone in our world. I wish that all of the adversarial, discourteous knaves who
hold similar views would stop to think about how Scribed cannot be tamed by tolerance and
accommodation but is actually spurred on by such gestures. It sees such gestures as a sign of
weakness on our part and is thereby encouraged to continue regulating neocolonialism.

Moreover, I have never been in favor of being gratuitously polyloquent. I have also never been
in favor of sticking my head in the sand or of refusing to fix our sights on eternity. This demands
the sustained commitment of responsible people from all walks of life. Anything less will simply
not be enough. If you want to clear up these muddied waters with some reality, then tell
everyone you know the truth, that when Scribed says that the majority of loathsome, obscene
Bolsheviks work 25 hours a day, eight days a week and thus deserve occasionally to empty
garbage pails full of the vilest slanders and defamations on the clean garments of honorable
people, that’s just a load of spucatum tauri. A final note: Scribed’s plunderbund is the mother
ship of obscurantism.