Warrior General Games

Through this post, I intend to serve as a facilitator who will help you draw your own conclusions about Free For All Elite. That is, I'll be your "guide on the side", not a "sage on the stage". With my assistance, you'll soon gain a deep understanding of how Free For All Elite's consistent lack of regard for others will burn our fair cities to the ground within a short period of time. First things first: The virus of insurrectionism took control of our country's political life long ago. Now, thanks to Free For All Elite's scare tactics, that virus will continue to spread until no one can recall that Free For All Elite's perspective is that invidious, mad pop psychologists aren't ever obtrusive. My perspective, in contrast, is that if Free For All Elite had two brain cells to rub together, it'd realize that its rank-and-file followers have been staggering around like punch-drunk fighters hit too many times—stunned, confused, betrayed, and trying desperately to rationalize its stolid projects. It is not a pretty sight.

Strictly speaking, I want to see all of us working together to instill a sense of responsibility and maturity in those who abandon me on a desert island. Yes, this is an idealistic approach to actualizing our restorative goals. Nevertheless, you should realize that Free For All Elite's ploys are based on a denial of reality, on the substitution of a deliberately falsified picture of the world in place of reality. And this dishonesty, this refusal to admit the truth, will have some very serious consequences for all of us by next weekend.

Free For All Elite leads me to believe that it is profligate. Sad, but true. And it'll only get worse if Free For All Elite finds a way to cashier anyone who tries to speak out against behavior and speech that is intended to promote a herd mentality over principled, individual thought. It's easy to tell if Free For All Elite's lying. If its lips are moving, it's lying. You may be surprised to hear this, but the last time I heard Free For All Elite ramble on in its characteristically bibulous blather it said something about wanting to exploit the masses. I feel sorry for the human race when I hear stuff like that. Free For All Elite periodically puts up a facade of reform. However, underneath the pretty surface, it's always business as usual.

Just like dirty clothes on the floor and cluttered closets, Free For All Elite's mess won't go away if we simply look the other way. At first, Free For All Elite just wanted to palm off our present situation as the compelling ground for worldwide gangsterism. Then, it tried to cause one-sided obiter dicta to be entered into historical fact. Who knows what it'll do next? Well, once you begin to see the light, you'll realize that it obscures the true meaning of its ethics with propaganda and fancy talk. So what's the connection between that and its smear tactics? The connection is that Free For All Elite plans to overthrow democratic political systems. The result will be an amalgam of nutty cameralism and prolix jujuism, if such a monster can be imagined.

I once overheard Free For All Elite say something quite astonishing. Are you strapped in? Free For All Elite said that national-security interests can and should be sidestepped whenever its institutional interests are at stake. Can you believe that? At least its statement made me realize that it's irrelevant that my allegations are 100% true. It distrusts my information and arguments and will forever maintain its current opinions.

Free For All Elite's trucklers want to glorify dastardly blatherskites for one purpose and one purpose only: to paint people of different races and cultures as slatternly alien forces undermining the coherent national will. This brings us to the dark underside of Free For All Elite's litanies, the side that's known to grasp at straws, trying to find increasingly mendacious ways to force us to do things or take stands against our will. Free For All Elite's eccentricity is surpassed only by its vanity and its vanity is surpassed only by its empty theorizing. (Remember its theory that truth is whatever your grievance group says it is?)

Free For All Elite's notions present us with a riddle: Why does it insist on boring holes in the hull of the boat in which it itself is also a passenger? Unfortunately, I can't give a complete answer to that question in this limited space. But I can tell you that it is not uncommon for it to victimize the innocent, penalize the victim for making any effort to defend himself, and then paint the whole witless affair as some great benefit to humanity. Once Free For All Elite accepts responsibility for the problems it's caused, the focus shifts from who is responsible to what each of us can do about it. No joke. I imagine that Free For All Elite must have recently made a huge withdrawal from the First National Bank of Lies. How else could it manage to tell us that space aliens are out to lay eggs in our innards or ooze their alien hell-slime all over us?

Having no desire to belabor this subject, I'll just say that Free For All Elite claims that its codices won't be used for political retribution. That claim illustrates a serious reasoning fallacy, one that is pandemic in its machinations. Then again, on the issue of totalitarianism, Free For All Elite is wrong again. Sure, it should stop lying about how its insults are all sweetness and light. But when I was a child, my clergyman told me, "Free For All Elite's new definition of 'blepharosphincterectomy' is unmistakably in disagreement with its scabrous, indelicate programs of Gleichschaltung." If you think about it you'll see his point. I cannot compromise with Free For All Elite; it is without principles. I cannot reason with it; it is without reason. But I can warn it and with a warning it must doubtlessly take to heart: Free For All Elite presents one face to the public, a face that tells people what they want to hear. Then, in private, it devises new schemes to enable soulless, vicious fiends to punch above their weight.

Free For All Elite, using every conceivable means for its purpose, is determined to seek temporary tactical alliances with the most slaphappy slumlords you'll ever see in order to draw unsuspecting rapscallions into the orbit of malicious, overbearing phonies, as if it made any difference. Free For All Elite is more dangerous than other morally crippled goof-offs because the spoiled, pampered offspring of the cosseted upper class actually believe Free For All Elite when it says that those of us who oppose it would rather run than fight. Free For All Elite's expositors have tried repeatedly to assure me that Free For All Elite will eventually tire of its plan to vandalize our neighborhoods and will then step aside and let us bring a fresh perspective and new ideas to the current debate. When that will happen is unclear—probably sometime between "don't hold your breath" and "beware of flying pigs".

You may be shocked to hear this, but several things Free For All Elite has said have brought me to the boiling point. The statement of its that made the strongest impression on me, however, was something to the effect of how the federal government should take more and more of our hard-earned money and more and more of our hard-won rights. Free For All Elite demands absolute and blind obedience from its buddies. If it didn't, they might question its orders to convince people that their peers are already riding the Free For All Elite bandwagon and will think ill of them if they don't climb aboard, too. This unrelenting demand of obedience also implies that we've tolerated Free For All Elite's jaundiced epithets long enough. It's time to lose our patience and chill our kindness. It's time to give our propaganda fighters an instrument that is very much needed at this time. It's time to shout to the world that my love for people necessitates that I reveal the constant tension between centripetal and centrifugal forces of dialogized heteroglossia resulting from its zingers. Yes, I face opposition from Free For All Elite. However, this is not a reason to quit but to strive harder. Before you read this letter, you might have thought that Free For All Elite is clean and bright and pure inside. Now you know that this cannot go on much longer.

tl;dr

WTF?!?! I'm not reading all of that.

Wow someone needs to find this man a job, fast!

gut.

A GLB team that would sacrifice liberty to ensure freedom deserves neither.

- Friutcat Bearcat

Maybe Obama will give FFAE a bailout?

Originally posted by aariafromarty
Maybe Obama will give FFAE a bailout?

bada bang!

Originally posted by aariafromarty
Maybe Obama will give FFAE a bailout?

too late it looks like FFAE folded up faster than Enron.

Originally posted by aariafromarty
Maybe Obama will give FFAE a bailout?

Too much management not enough union for congress to care about

Maybe they were offered a bailout & took the golden parachutes and ran.........?

That made my head hurt

To all readers: This is not a tickle-your-ears, politically correct letter. If you want to read something that's filled with rhetoric, read something else. If you want the truth, then read this letter. I begin with critical semantic clarifications. First, it's Fruitcat Bearcat's deep-seated belief that imperious harijans are all inherently good, sensitive, creative, and inoffensive. Sure, he might be able to justify conclusions like that—using biased or one-sided information, of course—but I prefer to know the whole story. In this case, the whole story is that idle hands are the devil's tools. That's why Fruitcat spends his leisure time devising ever more voluble ways to take credit for others' accomplishments.

Everybody knows that Fruitcat would feel an intense schadenfreude if his artifices made me cower before the emotions and accusations of others, but you should consider that the facts as I see them simply do not support the false, but widely accepted, notion that the majority of salacious slumlords are heroes, if not saints. He says that metagrobolism is a wonderful thing. You know, I don't think I have heard a less factually based statement in my entire life. Unfortunately, there is no shortage of individuals and organizations, many of whom may seem innocent at first glance, who secretly want to shred the basic compact between the people and their government.

I'm at loggerheads with Fruitcat on at least one important issue. Namely, he argues that a knowledge of correct diction, even if unused, evinces a superiority that covers cowardice or stupidity. I take the opposite position, that I want to see all of us working together to disentangle people from the snares set by Fruitcat and his encomiasts. Yes, this is an idealistic approach to actualizing our restorative goals. Nevertheless, you should realize that the key to Fruitcat's soul is his longing for the effortless, irresponsible, automatic consciousness of an animal. He dreads the necessity, the risk, and the responsibility of rational cognition. As a result, we need the space and autonomy to fight the stratagems that hurt us. Let me express that same thought in slightly different terms: I unequivocally assert that Fruitcat's hallucinations about the benefits of ageism are so deep and inveterate that they can be broken, if at all, only if we put inexorable pressure on him to be a bit more careful about what he says and does. My views, of course, are not the issue here. The issue is that if anything will free us from the shackles of his pouty inveracities, it's knowledge of the world as it really is. It's knowledge that Fruitcat has found a way to avoid compliance with government regulations, circumvent any further litigation, and egg on negative externalities in the form of evasion, collusion, and corruption—all by trumping up a phony emergency.

Believe you me, Fruitcat has written more than his fair share of lengthy, over-worded, pseudo-intellectual tripe. In all such instances he conveniently overlooks the fact that what I have been writing up to this point is not what I initially intended to write in this letter. Instead, I decided it would be far more productive to tell you that if Fruitcat can overawe and befuddle a sufficient number of prominent individuals then it will become virtually impossible for anyone to examine the warp and woof of Fruitcat's indiscretions. The more I think about nutty, dictatorial blackguards, the more troubled I become by Fruitcat's plans for the future. But it gets worse than that. I feel that writing this letter is like celestial navigation. Before directional instruments were invented, sailors navigated the seas by fixing their compass on the North Star. However, if Fruitcat were to trick them into fixing their compass on the wrong star they'd soon be so off-course that they'd actually be willing to help him use our weaknesses to his advantage.

I've always thought that Fruitcat thinks that he can make me jump in the lake if he can hurt people's feelings, and hearing the rubbish that he spews forth proves it beyond all doubt. It's not just the lunatic fringe that's in his corner; a number of previously respectable people have recently begun backing Fruitcat. We are at a crossroads. One road leads into the light of a bright, shining future in which licentious, disreputable pickpockets like Fruitcat are utterly absent. The other road leads into the darkness of classism. The question, therefore, is: Who's driving the bus? There aren't enough hours in the day to fully answer that question but consider this: Fruitcat wants all of us to believe that he is a perpetual victim of injustice. That's why he sponsors brainwashing in the schools, brainwashing by the government, brainwashing statements made to us by politicians, entertainers, and sports stars, and brainwashing by the big advertisers and the news media.

Some people I know say that nobody likes disorderly, crafty good-for-nothings. Others argue that I wish closed-minded nymphomaniacs like his vicegerents would quit whining and try doing some honest work for a change. At this point the distinction is largely academic given that Fruitcat's penchant for snobbism chokes his judgment like tea leaves blocking a sink. Don't make the mistake of thinking otherwise. Fruitcat does, and that's why many people lie. However, Fruitcat lies with such ease it's troubling.

Unfortunately, the English language contains so few words of reprobation and invective that I cannot satisfactorily describe Fruitcat's paltry modes of thought. At least our language's lexicon is sufficiently voluminous for me to explain that Fruitcat is entirely dishonest, as he has proved to my complete satisfaction. If one dares to criticize even a single tenet of his op-ed pieces, one is promptly condemned as self-righteous, discourteous, vainglorious, or whatever epithet he deems most appropriate, usually without much explanation. I won't mince my words: Fruitcat is too flighty to read the writing on the wall. This writing warns that his helpers were recently seen breaking down our communities. That's not a one-time accident or oversight. That's Fruitcat's policy.

I have begged Fruitcat's adherents to step forth and keep Fruitcat's janissaries at bay. To date, not a single soul has agreed to help in this fashion. Are they worried about how Fruitcat might retaliate? The answer will not satisfy those who seek simple solutions to complex problems but it boils down essentially to this: Several of Fruitcat's sympathizers, who asked to remain nameless, informed me of Fruitcat's secret plans to make Fruitcat's slurs a key dynamic in modern priggism by viscerally defining "consubstantiationist" through the experience of evil collectivism. Furthermore, the point is that if everyone spent just five minutes a day thinking about ways to encourage our spirits to soar, we'd all be a lot better off. Is five minutes a day too much to ask for the promise of a better tomorrow? I sure hope not, but then again, I myself am particularly disgusted by Fruitcat's blind intransigence and utter ingratitude. The facts are indisputable, the arguments are impeccable, and the consequences are undeniable. So why does Fruitcat aver that the rules don't apply to him? I apologize if this disappoints you but my intent was only to elucidate the question, not to answer it. I shall therefore state only that I despise everything about Fruitcat. I despise Fruitcat's attempts to fight with spiritual weapons that are as frightful as they are oppressive. I despise how he insists that without his superior guidance, we will go nowhere. Most of all, I despise his complete obliviousness to the fact that I've known some publishers of hate literature who were impressively brazen. However, Fruitcat is merciless and that trumps brazen every time.

I act based on what I think is right, not who I think is right. That's why I try always to communicate and teach. It's also why I say that he knows how to lie. It's too bad he doesn't yet understand the ramifications of lying. Who could have guessed that Fruitcat would manipulate everything and everybody? To put it another way, how can he condone illegal activities and then turn around and shed tears for those who got hurt as a result? In other words, why can't he state the facts straightforwardly without their being exaggerated, aggrandized, altered, fiddled with, dressed up, falsified, and, in short, Fruitcat-ized? The answer is quite simple. I already listed several possibilities, but because Fruitcat lacks the ability to remember beyond the last two seconds of his life I will restate what I said before for his sake: This is a frightening realization. Please re-read and memorize that sentence if you still believe that Fruitcat can ignore rules, laws, and protocol without repercussion.

We must remove our chains and move towards the light. (In case you didn't understand that analogy, the chains symbolize Fruitcat's deranged, sappy obiter dicta and the light represents the goal of getting all of us to arraign him at the tribunal of public opinion.) Already, some abysmal tightwads have begun to clear-cut ancient forest lands, and with terrifying and tragic results. What inclinations will follow from their camp is anyone's guess. Society has pampered Fruitcat too long. I'm not going to say why; we all know the reason. The only way out of Fruitcat Bearcat's rat maze is to halt the adulation heaped upon jaundiced, postmodernist mendicants. It's that simple.

holy crap.... I was only able to read like the first two paragraphs of the other one.... this is getting insane.