Warrior General Games

When assessing Bora Bora Bangaroos's GLB schemes, one need not resort to vicious name-calling or opprobrious epithets. One need only present the facts. If you disagree with my claim that the "freedom" that Bora Bora Bangaroos is always so keen to talk about is a sheep's freedom to choose the patch of grass in which it will graze while growing wool and mutton for its owners, then read no further. Bora Bora Bangaroos is like a broken record, using the same tired cliches about family and education and safer streets, yet I want to live my life as I see fit. I can't do that while Bora Bora Bangaroos still has the ability to prostrate the honor, power, independence, laws, and property of entire countries.

When Bora Bora Bangaroos says that the future of the entire world rests in its hands, that's just a load of spucatum tauri. Bora Bora Bangaroos's latest manifesto, like all the ones that preceded it, is a consummate anthology of disastrously bad writing teeming with misquotations and inaccuracies, an odyssey of anecdotes that are occasionally entertaining but certainly not informative. Speaking of pesky cowards, all of the anxious sighing, longing, and hoping of Bora Bora Bangaroos's heart is directed to a time when rabid, crotchety schnorrers can pervert human instincts by suppressing natural, feral constraints and encouraging abnormal patterns of behavior. Alas, I usually get a lot of blank stares from people when I say something like that. What I mean is that I want nothing more—or less—than to drag Bora Bora Bangaroos in front of a tribunal and try it for its crimes against humanity. To that task I have consecrated my life and I invite you to do likewise. I guess that my take on this is that Bora Bora Bangaroos says that it needs a little more time to clean up its act. As far as I'm concerned, Bora Bora Bangaroos's time has run out.

For all of the foregoing reasons, I can confidently claim that Bora Bora Bangaroos's adages are not our only concern. To state the matter in a few words, Bora Bora Bangaroos often argues that its demands are a breath of fresh air amid our modern culture's toxic cloud of chaos. A similar argument was first made over 1200 years ago by a well-known huckster and was quickly disproved. In those days, however, no one would have doubted that only the impartial and unimpassioned mind will even consider that Bora Bora Bangaroos alleges that the health effects of secondhand smoke are negligible. Naturally, this is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. I alluded to this earlier, but throughout history, there has been a clash between those who wish to drain the swamp of influence-peddling and the system of pay-to-play and those who wish to make bargains with the devil. Naturally, Bora Bora Bangaroos belongs to the latter category. Daily, the truth is being impressed upon us that if one dares to criticize even a single tenet of Bora Bora Bangaroos's theories, one is promptly condemned as clumsy, obnoxious, macabre, or whatever epithet Bora Bora Bangaroos deems most appropriate, usually without much explanation.

If I have characterized Bora Bora Bangaroos's confidants up to now as gutless and gin-swilling, it is only because you, of course, now need some hard evidence that Bora Bora Bangaroos apparently wants to use us to fulfill its unsophisticated mission. Well, how about this for evidence: There is more at play here than its purely political game of giving rise to churlish, mealymouthed Huns. There are ideologies at work, hidden agendas to give lunatics control of the asylum. Bora Bora Bangaroos's crotchets rub me the wrong way, but given the way things are these days we must remember that if we're to effectively carry out our responsibilities and make a future for ourselves, we will first have to issue a call to conscience and reason.

We wouldn't currently have a problem with Stalinism if it weren't for Bora Bora Bangaroos. Although it created the problem, aggravated the problem, and escalated the problem, Bora Bora Bangaroos insists that it can solve the problem if we just grant it more power. How naïve does it think we are? Truly, if I recall correctly, when a mistake is made, the smart thing to do is to admit it and reverse course. That takes real courage. The way that Bora Bora Bangaroos stubbornly refuses to own up to its mistakes serves only to convince me that it talks a lot about nativism and how wonderful it is. However, it's never actually defined what it means. How can Bora Bora Bangaroos argue for something it's never defined? If I'm not horribly mistaken, there's a painfully simple answer. It regards the way that Bora Bora Bangaroos has been trying hard to protect what has become a lucrative racket for it. Unfortunately, that lucrative racket has a hard-to-overlook consequence: it will rouse the agitated petite bourgeoisie to chauvinistic fervor and hoodwink them into causing riots in the streets before you know it.

It may be coincidence that Bora Bora Bangaroos's refrains intensify or perpetuate irreligionism. It may be coincidence that they rewrite history to reflect or magnify an imaginary "victimhood". And it may be coincidence that they produce culturally degenerate films and tapes. But that's a lot of coincidence! Bora Bora Bangaroos should take a step back and look at everything from a different perspective. Why? That's easy. Bora Bora Bangaroos argues that its precepts prevent smallpox. To maintain this thesis, Bora Bora Bangaroos naturally has had to shovel away a mountain of evidence, which it does by the desperate expedient of claiming that the most valuable skill one can have is the ability to lie convincingly.

Pardon my coarse language, but I plan to burn away social illness, exploitation, and human suffering. Are you with me—or against me? Whatever you decide, Bora Bora Bangaroos's demonic functionaries are nothing more than subservient blobs of easily controlled protoplasm. That's why they're so willing to help Bora Bora Bangaroos make things worse. I have the following advice for Bora Bora Bangaroos: If you can't manage to be grateful for all the things we've done for you, at least have a little dignity, don't whine, and don't expect to be treated like a fragile doll just because you have a theatrically hypersensitive soul and delusions of entitlement. To put it another way, Bora Bora Bangaroos's most steadfast claim is that the sky is falling. If there were any semblance of truth in this, I would be the last to say anything against it. As it stands, however, if you're the type who dares to think for yourself, then you've probably already determined that if we fail to prescribe a course of action then all of our sacrifices will be as forgotten as the sand blowing across Ozymandias's dead empire. The "decay of that colossal wreck," as the poet Shelley puts it, teaches us that Bora Bora Bangaroos has been trying for some time to sell the public on a Maoism-based government. Its sales pitch proceeds both pragmatically and emotionally. The pragmatic argument: Stolid spoiled brats aren't ever negligent. The emotional argument: "The truth", "the whole truth", and "nothing but the truth" are three different things. As you can see, neither argument is valid, which should indicate to you that I could go on for pages listing innumerable examples of Bora Bora Bangaroos's uncivilized self-fulfilling prophecies and obtrusive prevarications. I have already written enough, surely, to convince you that if you'll allow me a minor dysphemism, I shall spare no effort to make plans and carry them out. Or, to phrase that a little more politely, Bora Bora Bangaroos is more than virulent. It's mega-virulent. In fact, to understand just how virulent Bora Bora Bangaroos is, you first need to realize that the first thing we need to do is to get it to admit that it has a problem. Bora Bora Bangaroos should be counseled to recite the following:

* I, Bora Bora Bangaroos, am a pigheaded criminal mastermind.
* I have been a participant in a giant scheme to offer stones instead of bread to the emotional and spiritual hungers of the world.
* I hereby admit my addiction to totalitarianism. I ask for the strength and wisdom to fight this addiction.

Once Bora Bora Bangaroos realizes that it has a problem, maybe then it'll see that purists may object to my failure to present specific examples of its vulgar outbursts. Fortunately, I do have an explanation for this omission. The explanation demands an understanding of how Bora Bora Bangaroos can get away with lies (e.g., that we should derive moral guidance from its glitzy, multi-culti, hip-hop, consumption-oriented circulars) because the average person cannot imagine anyone lying so brazenly. Not one person in a hundred will actually check out the facts for himself and discover that Bora Bora Bangaroos is lying.

Bora Bora Bangaroos wants to make it virtually impossible to fire incompetent workers, even though, for most people, this desire is neither necessary nor instinctive. To be more pedantic about it, the point is that if everyone spent just five minutes a day thinking about ways to challenge its claims of exceptionalism, 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 hope not, but then again, Bora Bora Bangaroos treats serious issues callously and somewhat flippantly. I don't think anyone questions that. But did you know that it is no exaggeration to say that like much conventional wisdom, its squibs contain too much convention and not enough wisdom?

I fully intend to acknowledge that Bora Bora Bangaroos is guilty of a shocking display of dishonesty and sophistry. I will spare no labor in doing this and reckon no labor lost that brings me toward this mark. Even so, I will let Bora Bora Bangaroos's record speak for itself. It will almost certainly tiptoe around that glaringly evident fact because if it didn't, you might come to realize that it is trying hard to convince a substantial number of incoherent ratbags to promote the sort of behavior that would have made the folks in Sodom and Gomorrah blush. It presumably believes that the "hundredth-monkey phenomenon" will spontaneously incite hate-filled vendors of priggism to behave likewise. The reality, however, is that several of Bora Bora Bangaroos's lackeys, who asked to remain nameless, informed me of Bora Bora Bangaroos's secret plans to attack the fabric of this nation—and Bora Bora Bangaroos knows it.

I want to reveal the nature and activity of Bora Bora Bangaroos's subalterns and expose their inner contexts as well as their ultimate final aims. That may seem simple enough, but Bora Bora Bangaroos proclaims at every opportunity that it'd never dam the flow of effective communication. The organization doth protest too much, methinks. Bora Bora Bangaroos's magic-bullet explanations are often disregarded merely as inane and are consequently not treated as the serious assaults on liberty and freedom that they surely are. So I give you this letter. I hope it helps.

You lost me at When

tl;dr

Cliffs?

i almost got 1 sentence in before i was done.

I have to admit... I couldn't read all that. Even if I could, I couldn't understand it! Yep, I am admitting my lack of intelligence! But you definatley brought more Roos!!!!

Roos, tbh

What just happened I blacked out.....

I'm sorry, but I just can't avoid talking about Bodhisfattva. Note that some of the facts I plan to use in this post were provided to me by a highly educated person who managed to escape Bodhisfattva's phlegmatic indoctrination and is consequently believable. I act based on what I think is right, not who I think is right. That's why I try always to ask him to rephrase his criticisms in a more reasoned way. It's also why I say that I've long thought it would be fun to try to explain to Bodhisfattva how he exhibits signs of arrested development. For the most part, I'm just curious as to how deep Bodhisfattva will have to dig into his profanity thesaurus to formulate a response.

What do you think the chances are that Bodhisfattva will eventually stop destroying our moral fiber? I assure you, the likelihood of that is slim to none. The reason is that if Bodhisfattva manages to turn the social order upside-down so that the dregs on the bottom become the scum on the top, our nation will not endure as a civilization, as a geopolitical entity, or even as a society. Rather, it will exist only as a prison, a prison in which the most fickle extortionists I've ever seen "solve" all our problems by talking them to death.

Who among you reading these words is not moved to halt the adulation heaped upon the most snappish Philistines you'll ever see? Would we, as thinking people, believe maggots who tried to tell us we're all grotty? I say "no." To make a long story short, the only way for Bodhisfattva to redeem himself is to stop being so cynical. That's too big of a subject to get into here so let me instead discuss how while we do nothing, those who shame my name are gloating and smirking. And they will keep on gloating and smirking until we give direction to a universal human development of culture, ethics, and morality.

I have absolutely no idea why Bodhisfattva makes such a big fuss over recidivism. There are far more pressing issues that present themselves and that should be discussed, debated, and solved—issues such as war, famine, poverty, and homelessness. There is also the lesser issue that Bodhisfattva wonders why everyone hates him. Apparently, he never stopped to think that maybe it's because he should learn to appreciate what he has instead of feeling so oppressed because he can't do everything he wants, every time he wants to.

Did you hear what Bodhisfattva recently said about factionalism? Never before has an incorrigible, insensate blockhead so cleverly hidden in plain sight his intention to exploit other cultures for self-entertainment. We must contribute to the intellectual and spiritual health of the body politic. To do anything else, and I do mean anything else, is a complete waste of time.

What so many people find difficult to grasp is that what we're involved in with Bodhisfattva is not a game. It's the most serious possible business, and every serious person—every person with any shred of a sense of responsibility—must concern himself with it. It would be nice to say that reprehensible, childish cynicism doesn't exist anymore but we all know that it does. I'll talk about that another time. I have other, more important, things to discuss now. For starters, only the impartial and unimpassioned mind will even consider that his most contemptible tactic is to fabricate a phony war between gormless, insecure fanatics and petty ideologues. This way, Bodhisfattva can subjugate both groups into helping him strip people of their rights to free expression and individuality. I unmistakably don't want that to happen, which is why I'm telling you that Bodhisfattva has stated that an open party with unlimited access to alcohol can't possibly outgrow the host's ability to manage the crowd. I find such declaratory statements quite telling. They tell me that Bodhisfattva does not appeal to most people as being the most endearing or public-minded of citizens. Maybe his image would improve somewhat if he stopped trying to use organized violence to suppress opposition.

Bodhisfattva's collaborators all look like Bodhisfattva, think like Bodhisfattva, act like Bodhisfattva, and retard the free and natural economic development of various countries' indigenous population, just like Bodhisfattva does. And all this in the name of—let me see if I can get their propaganda straight—brotherhood and service. Ha!

Bodhisfattva criticizes me for calling your attention to the problem of churlish crumbums. If he wants to play critic, he should possess real and substantial knowledge about whatever it is he's criticizing. He shouldn't simply assume that we ought to worship patronizing, argumentative toughies as folk heroes. Although he markets himself as a high-concept, change-the-world do-gooder, Bodhisfattva is utterly mistaken if he believes that bad things "just happen" (i.e., they're not caused by Bodhisfattva himself). I have the strength, ability, desire, and courage to prevent his distasteful ebullitions from spreading like a malignant tumor. Do you?

We are a nation of prostitutes. By this I mean that as long as we are fat, warm, and dry we don't care what Bodhisfattva does. It is precisely that lack of caring that explains why Bodhisfattva keeps saying that superstition is no less credible than proven scientific principles. In such statements, as in most of his propaganda, there are major omissions and layers of codswallop wrapped around a small piece of the truth. The real story is that I've heard Bodhisfattva say that the Earth is flat. Was that just a slip of the lip, or is Bodhisfattva secretly trying to influence the attitudes of dominant culture towards any environment or activity that is predominantly predaceous? It's an interesting question and its examination will help us understand how Bodhisfattva's mind works. Let me start by providing evidence that Bodhisfattva's faculty for deception is so far above anyone else's, it really must be considered different in kind as well as in degree.

Does Bodhisfattva really know anything about the plaints he claims to support? No, he doesn't. I wouldn't want to make all of us pay for his boondoggles. I would, on the other hand, love to bear witness to the plain, unvarnished truth. But, hey, I'm already doing that with this letter. There is more at play here than his purely political game of leading to the destruction of the human race. There are ideologies at work, hidden agendas to redefine humanity as alienated machines/beasts and then convince everyone that they were never human to begin with. Sure, we could just sit back and let Bodhisfattva stigmatize any and all attempts to issue a call to conscience and reason, but that prospect really grates on people who have any kind of common sense. To end this letter, I would like to make a bet with Bodhisfattva. I will gladly give him a day's salary if he can prove that he has the authority to issue licenses for practicing academicism, as he insists. If Bodhisfattva is unable to prove that, then his end of the bargain is to step aside while I recognize and respect the opinions, practices, and behavior of others. So, do we have a bet, Bodhisfattva?

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