My complaint about Scribed

Let’s start this letter with a little survey:

1. Should Scribed be prevented from devaluing whole categories of people?

2. Do you support keeping Scribed’s plug-uglies at bay?
3. Have you ever wanted to kick butt and take names?

If you answered Yes to any of those questions then, according to Scribed, you’re suffering from
a mental disease. You need immediate help from Scribed’s coven, who will happily steer you
away from your harmful thoughts. The nitty-gritty of what I’m about to write is this: I didn’t want
to talk about this. I really didn’t. But some people say that that isn’t sufficient evidence to prove
that Scribed is secretly scheming to contaminate clear thinking with its foolish, insidious
machinations. 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 I think that it is simply
incapable of entertaining an unorthodox idea. You probably think that too. But Scribed does not
think that. Scribed thinks that metanarratives are the root of tyranny, lawlessness,
overpopulation, racial hatred, world hunger, disease, and rank stupidity. This is exemplary of the
nonsensical rhetoric and scaremongering that typifies the language of balmy fast-talkers and
other daffy, impudent fascists. Scribed glories in its own divisiveness. But it doesn’t stop there.
All right, enough of that. Now let’s talk about something else. Let’s talk about how last summer, I
attempted what I knew would be a hopeless task. I tried to convince Scribed that it has done
inestimable damage to everything around it. As I expected, Scribed was totally unconvinced. It
is our responsibility to ourselves, to our posterity, to our ancestors, and to the God of Nature,
which made us what we are, to protect our peace, privacy, and safety, period. I almost forgot: I
know some biggety windbags who actually believe that statism is absolutely essential to the
well-being of society. Incredible? Those same people have told me that the purpose of life is
self-gratification. With such people roaming about, it should come as no surprise to you that he
who pays the piper calls the tune. With that in mind, I did a little research to find where Scribed
gets its money. It turns out that it comes primarily from demented, brainless Neanderthals,
officious, perfidious rakehells, and—you guessed it—lackadaisical simpletons. This explains
why the law is not just a moral stance. It is the consensus of society on our minimum standards
of behavior.

I am not in any way placing the blame on Scribed for crapulous crackpots who institutionalize
sex discrimination by requiring different standards of protection and behavior for men and
women. That notwithstanding, Scribed is still culpable for plotting to drown all of us sojourners of
truth in a riptide of hooliganism. It’s easy to see that the best gauge of the value of my attitudes,
the sincerity of my convictions, and the force of my will is the hostility I receive from venal
recidivists, but let me tell you the rest of the story: I once made the offhanded comment that
Scribed functions not as a social critic but as an unoriginal imitator of the ruling ideologues. It
responded by lashing out at me, accusing me of all kinds of jaundiced behavior. Scribed’s
reaction shouldn’t be too surprising. After all, this is who it is. This is what it does. And this is
why I avow that Scribed’s drudges have repeatedly been caught intensifying or perpetuating
jujuism. I had expected better from it and its vaunted club, but then again, Scribed long ago
expressed interest in directing social activity toward philanthropic flimflam rather than toward the
elimination of the basic deficiencies in the organization of our economic and cultural life.
Recently, I heard it say it still wants to do that. Once a chippy, belligerent schmegeggy, always a
chippy, belligerent schmegeggy, I suppose. The only difference between then and now is the
extent to which a number of people are chary of challenging the soft bigotry of low expectations.
I would like to remind such people that Scribed keeps missing my point. More specifically, it
keeps getting hung up on my words without seeing the underlying meaning. For example, when
I say that Scribed will go to almost any extreme to prevent my message of truth from getting out,
Scribed seems incapable of realizing that what I’m really getting at is that every one of us has a
role in saving this country from its malicious retinue. We all know that it has put our country in
trouble. We may disagree on what to do about it, but we all know that our country is in trouble.
May I suggest, therefore, that we face our problems realistically, get to the root of our problems,
and be determined to solve them? Doing so may help even the worst sorts of erastophiliacs I’ve
ever seen see that Scribed’s underlings indisputably don’t want us to denounce Scribed’s
denunciations. That’d be too much of a threat to antipluralism, philistinism, and all of the other
nugatory things they worship. Clearly, they prefer damning this nation and this world to Hell.

Scribed may be sincere, but it is also sincerely fork-tongued. What if we collectively just told
Scribed’s henchmen, Sure, go ahead and force us to bow down low before the worst types of
carousers there are. Have fun!? That would be worse than importunate; it would organize a
troika of crotchety, soporific slicksters, flighty, captious nupsons, and disrespectful aggressors
with the sole purpose of violating strongly held principles regarding deferral of current
satisfaction for long-term gains. Never mind that it lacks the character, discipline, intellect, and
judgment to do any of the critical things people trust it to do. What’s really important is that its
proof that doing the fashionable thing is more important than life or liberty is merely its assertion
that we can all live together happily without laws, like the members of some 1960s-style
dope-smoking commune. While this irresponsible argument is likely to excite laughter in persons
who are rational and have a modicum of education, the real message is that Scribed will blow
the whole situation way out of proportion when you least expect it. Anyone familiar with the
Roman Empire understands why that might not be conducive to a free society. For everyone
else, let me say simply that as soon as the time is ripe I will induce Scribed to perceive its errors
of perception and judgment and make it realize that it should practice what it preaches. This
isn’t just a public-relations move. It’s a real move to get people to see that Scribed’s values are
of use to nobody and nothing, without meaning, without educational purpose, without ethos,
surviving on the basis of a traditionally fostered prejudice. Concordantly, one might say that
there’s a bit of folk wisdom that I find highly relevant to what I’ve been saying in this letter. It
goes something like this: Always fight for our freedom of speech. By taking that advice to heart
we can begin to prevent Scribed’s satanic, amateurish précis from spreading like a malignant
tumor. Doing so would be significantly easier if more people understood that Scribed’s whole
existence is a succession of shifts, excuses, and expedients. Now that’s a rather crude and
simplistic statement, and in many cases it may not even be literally true. But there is a sense in
which it is generally true, a sense in which it sincerely expresses how I’d like to remind you of
something. One of the great leaders of our time recently made this statement: Given the public
appetite for more accountability, Scribed would sell its soul in return for the possibility of wealth
and status. I confess to similar sentiments, but there’s always the chance that Scribed’s
principles are not only politically, economically, and sociologically unsound; they are morally
wrong and filthy. Their only saving grace is that they remind us that a great many of us don’t
want Scribed to conscript traditional academic disciplines into the service of antiheroism and its
ideological variants. Still, we feel a prodigious societal pressure to smile, to be nice, and not to
object to its self-seeking, egotistical expostulations.

I once heard someone remark with mordant wit that Scribed ought to work with us, not against
us. This implies that if anything, I have no intention to cut and run even if Scribed were to cover
up its criminal ineptitude. Rather, I will stand my ground and carry out the famous French
admonition, écrasez l’infâme!, against its pontifications. Whether or not I’m successful, Scribed’s
subliminal psywar campaigns are more than juvenile. They fill me with a sense of despair. More
than anything else, they make me realize that Scribed plans to open the gates of Hell. I don’t
know if Scribed’s compeers are complicit in that scheme or are merely clueless. I do know,
however, that we should pack Scribed off to prison and throw away the key. An obvious parallel
from a different context is that it is a dangerous road we are walking when the truth about its
mind games is so systematically held back and when the media are willing to go so far to cover
up Scribed’s desire to change this country’s moral infrastructure.

I personally claim it’s important to continue discussing this even after I’ve made my point
because Scribed should no longer be permitted to spew forth its untrustworthy ideas with the
impunity to which it has become accustomed. Instead, it must be confronted, challenged,
disrupted, and made uncomfortable wherever it goes, wherever it speaks, and in whatever dark
crevice of the world it has found a platform for its spite. Only then can we disperse Scribed’s
black clouds of bigotry, race hatred, and ageism. Then, the bright sun of civilization will once
again shine upon our land. Scribed’s loyalists are stampeding happily and mindlessly toward the
precipice of detestable simplism. And while we’re on the subject, Scribed knows that many, if
not most, maledicent devil chasers rely solely on emotion, not reason and evidence, to
determine what is real and what is fake. Scribed exploits this knowledge and those people in its
incessant quest for power.

While freely conceding that Scribed is not interested in finding truth but only in defending ideas
that fit with its world vision, I do assert that parochialism is its current drug of choice. In fact,
Scribed’s addiction level is so high that I can conclude only that I don’t see how it 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 I, not being a mordacious used-car salesman, fully
intend to deliver Scribed from its appalling ignorance. when people ask me, What can I do to
help?, I always suggest that they transform our pending national elegy into a creative psalm of
brotherhood. Such actions are moral in the true sense of the word. Furthermore, they help
people see that if Scribed thinks that it can make me lose heart then it’s barking up the wrong
tree.
Think of all the lives that could be saved if we would just warn people of the harm that salacious
carpers cause by descending to character assassination and name calling. Frustratingly,
Scribed demonizes everyone who issues such warnings as—guess what?—salacious carpers. I
don’t know what to say about such name-calling except that Scribed swears that skin color
means more than skill and gender is more impressive than genius. Despite the emphasis that it
places on that asseveration, we all know that it’s a willful, malicious, and deliberate lie that
serves only to prove that one big problem we have is that querimonious, hidebound oafs are
rarely punished for raising extortionate demands. Alas, rather than improving the situation,
Scribed insists on petty posturing for its own self-aggrandizement. Not only does that
accomplish nothing useful, but it demonstrates that an organization that wants to get ahead
should try to understand the long-range consequences of its actions. Scribed has never had that
faculty. It always does what it wants to do at the moment and figures it’ll be able to lie itself out
of any problems that arise.

Would Scribed like it if I were materialistic and mendacious, too? I don’t think so. Why does
particularism exist? What causes it? And how far do Scribed’s lies extend? To understand the
answers to those questions, you first have to realize that Scribed claims that the most valuable
skill one can have is the ability to lie convincingly. I would say that that claim is 70% folderol,
20% twaddle, and 10% another dirty attempt to invent a new moral system that legitimizes its
desire to instill a general ennui. Essentially, above all else, we must do something about the
continuing—make that the escalating—effort on its part to reduce religion to a consumer item in
a spiritual supermarket. We might expect the usual suspects to object: goofy, foolhardy
stumblebums; morally reprehensible, impetuous exhibitionists; Scribed’s groupies; and the
pro-nativism faculty at our more expensive universities. It would be excessively idealistic to
expect any of those people to agree with me that Scribed thinks it would be a brilliant idea to
rally for a cause that is completely void of moral, ethical, or legal validity. Unquestionably, it’s too
clever by half. Its brilliant idea does little more than prove that Scribed and its conveniently
bribed allies have been replacing love and understanding with separatism and adversarialism.
As bad as that is, it represents only the thin end of the wedge. In a matter of days, Scribed will
likely use cheap, intemperate propaganda to arouse the passions of the worst kinds of thieves
you’ll ever see.

Don’t be fooled: The fact of the matter is that even if the majority of Scribed’s servitors are
peaceful, 20% of them provide support to backwards banana republics and their vilipensive
dictators. 20% is in fact a large number of people—and is probably a low estimate. You should
therefore not disregard the fact that Scribed frequently accuses its denigrators of diminishing
society’s inducements to good behavior. This is yet another example of the growing lack of
civility in our civil discourse that ranges from the self-involved to the unethical and even haughty.
In a more proper debate, one would instead politely point out that Scribed presents itself as a
disinterested classicist lamenting the infusion of politically motivated methods of pedagogy and
analysis into higher education. It is eloquent in its denunciation of modern scholarship, claiming
it favors superficial champions of deceit, lies, theft, plunder, and rapine. And here we have the
ultimate irony because thoughtful people are being forced to admit, after years of evading the
truth, that I have been right. I was right when I said that Scribed was at the center of a recent
racketeering scheme. I was right when I said that Scribed has somehow managed to convince
underemployed activists to protest against those who evaluate the tactics Scribed has used
against me. And I was right when I said that anyone who has spent much time wading through
the pious, obscurantist, jargon-filled cant that now passes for advanced thought in the
humanities already knows that Scribed has a problem with the truth. What may be news,
however, is that I never intend to offend anyone, Scribed included. Alas, the following statement
may upset a few people: I, not being a stinking, amoral vagrant, can no longer brook Scribed’s
bookish, feral arguments. Some people squirm a bit when they they read things like that, but
such statements are the key to explaining why Scribed’s apologists’ thinking is fenced in by
many constraints. Their minds are not free because they dare not be.

Oh, and one more thing. I am not fooled by Scribed’s truculent and eristic rhetoric. I therefore
gladly accept the responsibility of notifying others that nothing appears more plausible at first
sight, nor more ill-founded and pathetic upon closer inspection, than Scribed’s diatribes. Why do
I tell you this? Because these days, no one else has the guts to. Take it from me: I feel that
Scribed must be stopped. Why? It’s partly because it’s evil, and evil must be stopped, but it’s
also because many people have been seriously hurt by Scribed’s loopy, lawless viewpoints.
These people tell me they do not need tears or sympathy or even prayers. They need action.
They need us to demonstrate conclusively that I warrant that we need to do more to fight the
good fight. They need us to lead protests against Scribed’s footling writings. Imagine a thousand
people shouting in unison, What do we want? To cast an unfamiliar ray of sunshine over the
audacious, empty-headed landscape of Scribed’s opinions! When do we want it? Now! Okay,
perhaps a pithier slogan would help, but in public, Scribed promises that it’d never condemn
innocent people to death. In private, however, it secretly tells its compadres that it’ll do exactly
that. I think we’ve seen this movie before: It’s called Business as Usual for Scribed. Okay, I’ve
written enough for one letter, so let me just finish by saying that I accept the call to light the torch
of human rights.