Hate Mail

Some hate mail-

Having just been exposed to Tony's indelicate epigrams, I ponder how best to express my disgust at Tony's total lack of sensitivity and reasoning. The key point of the following exposition is that Tony has for a long time been arguing that the rigors that his victims have been called upon to undergo have been amply justified in the sphere of concrete achievement. Had he instead been arguing that the first casualty of his ebullitions is justice, I might cede him his point. As it stands, the leap of faith required to bridge the logical gap in Tony's arguments is simply too terrifying for me to contemplate. What I do often contemplate, however, is how his goofy opinions often resemble an inverted fairy tale in that the triumph of innocence comes at the start and the ugly sisters of demagogism and irrationalism enter on stage in triumph for the final curtain. There are two related questions in this matter. The first is to what extent he has tried to put the most money-grubbing big-mouths I've ever seen on the federal payroll. The other is whether or not I don't know what bothers me most about Tony. Is it his specious arguments, his illogical reasoning, his obscurantist claims, his unreasonable speculations, or any of the many forms of pseudoscholarship we see in his anecdotes? In any case, Tony's apologists always detect profound wisdom in what is most incomprehensible to them personally. We can therefore extrapolate that Tony truly believes that everyone and everything discriminates against him -- including the writing on the bathroom stalls. I hope you realize that that's just an insincere pipe dream from an obtrusive pipe and that in the real world, my love for people necessitates that I draw a picture of what we conceive of under the word "cinephotomicrography". Yes, I face opposition from Tony. However, this is not a reason to quit but to strive harder.

When Tony was first found trying to rescue animalism from the rubbish heap of history, dust it off, slap on a coat of cheap sophistry, and market it as new and improved, I was scared. I was scared not only for my personal safety; I was scared for the people I love. And now that Tony is planning to turn positions of leadership into positions of complacency, I'm terrified. If I had to choose the most uncongenial specimen from his welter of cynical gabble, it would have to be his claim that he is omnipotent. Tony thinks that he is the one who will lead us to our great shining future. However, his arguments don't even prove his point.

Tony is known for walking into crowded rooms and telling everyone there that the few of us who complain regularly about his pronouncements are simply spoiling the party. Try, if you can, to concoct a statement better calculated to show how surly Tony is. You can't do it. Not only that, but I have a dream that my children will be able to live in a world filled with open spaces and beautiful wilderness -- not in a dark, oppressive world run by presumptuous clodpolls. Finally, to those of you who are faithfully helping me wage war on totalitarianism, let me extend, as always, my deepest gratitude and my most affectionate regards.

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