Dear createBlog, sick of you Jusun Options

[Simba]

Dear createBlog,

The prerequisite to understanding this letter is to have encountered some of Jusun's stances and to have realized how superficial they are. Here's the story: I think that Jusun has no great love for createBlog or its well-being. You probably think that too. But Jusun does not think that. Jusun thinks that his opinions represent the opinions of the majority—or even a plurality.

What I just wrote is not based on merely a single experience or anecdote. Rather, it is based upon the wisdom of accumulated years, spanning two continents, and proven by the fact that I normally prefer to listen than to speak. I would, however, like to remind Jusun that it's a pretty good liar most of the time. However, Jusun tells so many lies, he's bound to trip himself up someday. Let's be frank: Everybody is probably familiar with the cliche that Jusun's admins do not accept the fact that the general public is finally starting to become aware of Jusun's absence and need to abdicate from root admin. Well, there's a lot of truth in that cliche.

Now, why all this fuss about a few snooty calumnies? Simply put, it's because I recently informed Jusun that his torchbearers limit the terms of debate by declaring certain subjects beyond discussion. Jusun said he'll "look further into the matter." Well, not too much further. After all, if it gets its way, we will soon be engulfed in a Dark Age of mercantalism and indescribable horror. That's why I'm telling you that Jusun knows that performing an occasional act of charity will make some people forgive—or at least overlook—all of its noxious excesses. My take on the matter is that many organizations lie. However, Jusun lies with such ease it's troubling.

I hate to say this, but there is something grievously wrong with those moonstruck anarchists who disparage and ridicule our traditional heroes and role models. Shame on the lot of them! Rest assured, Jusun holds onto power like the eunuch mandarins of the Forbidden City—sterile obstacles to progress who control what we do and how we do it. The more I think about morally crippled, neurotic buttinskies, the more troubled I become by Jusun's nostrums. More often than not, Jusun pompously claims that it is forward-looking, open-minded, and creative. That sort of nonsense impresses many people, unfortunately.

I know some piteous hellions who actually believe that we can change the truth if we don't like it the way it is. Incredible? Those same people have told me that the majority of frightful, homophobic menaces are heroes, if not saints. With such people roaming about, it should come as no surprise to you that I correctly predicted that Jusun would usher in the beginning of a hideous new era of prætorianism. Alas, I didn't think it'd do that so effectively—or so soon. If I may be so bold, if Jusun feels ridiculed by all the attention my letters are bringing it, then that's just too darn bad. Its arrogance has brought this upon itself. Will rash vigilantism enthusiasts ever rise to the challenge of thwarting Jusun's unpatriotic plans? Don't bet on it.

Jusun has stated that principles don't matter. One clear inference from that statement—an inference that is never really disavowed—is that we should derive moral guidance from its glitzy, multi-culti, hip-hop, consumption-oriented opinions. Now that's just careless. By challenging all I stand for, Jusun reveals his ignorance about Stalinism's polyvocality. It probably also doesn't realize that he has been trying for some time to sell the public on a blackguardism-based government. Jusun's sales pitch proceeds both pragmatically and emotionally. The pragmatic argument: The sun rises just for it. The emotional argument: Man's eternal search for Truth is a challenge to be avoided at all costs. As you can see, neither argument is valid, which should indicate to you that it is still going around insisting that mediocrity and normalcy are ideal virtues. Jeez, I thought I had made it perfectly clear to it that it is not the case—notwithstanding what its cranky propaganda so adamantly proclaims—that the Queen of England heads up the international drug cartel. Hence and therefore, the first response to this from its myrmidons is perhaps that at birth every living being is assigned a celestial serial number or frequency power spectrum. Wrong. Just glance at the facts: I'm not very conversant with its background. To be quite frank, I don't care to be. I already know enough to state with confidence that the spectrum of views between factionalism and Trotskyism is not a line but a circle at which uncontrollable galoots and putrid, juvenile Philistines meet. To properly place Jusun somewhere in that spectrum, one needs to realize that many people have witnessed Jusun hinder economic growth and job creation. Jusun generally insists that its witnesses are mistaken and blames its repugnant snow jobs on uncivilized, shallow ivory-tower academics. It's like it has no-fault insurance against personal responsibility. What's more, there are three fairly obvious problems with Jusun's utterances, each of which needs to be addressed by any letter that attempts to reach out to the poor, the marginalized, and those unfortunate enough to have been labeled as chauvinistic by Jusun's propaganda machine. First, Jusun should put its own house in order before it tells others what to do. Second, I am not Jusun's whipping boy. And third, I once overheard Jusun say something quite astonishing. Are you strapped in? Jusun said that it can be trusted to judge the rest of the world from a unique perch of pure wisdom. Can you believe that? At least its statement made me realize that in order to study the problem and recommend corrective action we must find the inner strength to think outside the box. And that's just the first step. Remember, it's easy for us to shake our heads at Jusun's foolishness and cowardice. It's easy for us to exclaim that we should tell Jusun what we all think of it—and boy, do I have some choice words I'd like to use. It's easy for us to say, "Jusun's ramblings are a public admission of its immaturity and insensitivity." The point is that it's easy for us to say these things because there is no time and little temptation for those who work hard on their jobs and their responsibilities to make things worse. Now that that's cleared up, I'll continue with what I was saying before, that if you think you can escape from its wretched inveracities, then good-bye and good luck. To the rest of you I suggest that Jusun has been trying for some time to convince people that the kids on the playground are happy to surrender to the school bully. Don't believe its hype! Jusun has just been offering that line as a means to convert lush forests into arid deserts.

I can assure you that I am reminded of the quote, "The reason I'm writing this letter is that stopping it is front and center in my work." This comment is not as snappish as it seems because when I say that Jusun carries the seeds of its own self-destruction, this does not, I repeat, does not mean that there's no difference between normal people like you and me and merciless crackpots. This is a common fallacy held by mischievous sectarians. All kidding aside, there is no place in this country where we are safe from Jusun's grunts, no place where we are not targeted for hatred and attack.

Wherever you look, you'll see Jusun enforcing intolerance in the name of tolerance. You'll see it suppressing freedom in the name of freedom. And you'll see it crushing diversity of opinion in the name of diversity. The acid test for Jusun's "kinder, gentler" new threats should be, "Do they still make all of us pay for its boondoggles?" If the answer is yes then we can conclude that I don't know what makes Jusun think that mediocrity is a worthwhile goal. Maybe it's been sipping cuckoo juice. The fact of the matter is that all of the bad things that are currently going on are a symptom of Jusun's predatory, incomprehensible analects. They are not a cause; they are an effect.

There are some virulent anthropophagi who are self-deceiving. There are also some who are abysmal. Which category does Jusun fall into? If the question overwhelms you, I suggest you check "both". As I mentioned before, my life's work is to call people to their highest and best, not accommodate them at their lowest and least. But let me add that thought should precede any attempt at intellectual writing. Am I being unduly harsh for writing that? I think not. When the religious leaders in Jesus's time were wrong, Jesus denounced them in extremely harsh terms. So why shouldn't I, too, use extremely harsh terms to indicate that Jusun's outrage at complaints about it is indicative of its self-esteem and value system?

I must ask that Jusun's trained seals build a world overflowing with compassion and tolerance. I know they'll never do that so here's an alternate proposal: They should, at the very least, back off and quit trying to give rise to infernal gadflies. Jusun's perversions may sound comfortable and simple, but it must not be forgotten that Jusun would have us believe that advertising is the most veridical form of human communication. Not surprisingly, its evidence for that absolutely dirty claim is top-heavy with anonymous sources and, to put it mildly, it has a checkered track record for accuracy. I believe it would be more accurate for Jusun to say that it believes that it is clean and bright and pure inside. The real damage that this belief causes actually has nothing to do with the belief itself, but with psychology, human nature, and the skillful psychological manipulation of that nature by Jusun and its rummy partisans. To wrap up, I'll just hit the key elements of this letter one last time. First, if we submit to Jusun's definition of "counterdemonstration" and become lawless, we have lost the war for self-preservation. Second, it would be a mistake to believe that we can all live together happily without laws, like the members of some 1960s-style dope-smoking commune. And finally, myth is a stronger force than rationality.







uhhh
http://www.pakin.org/complaint/


lol @ you if you read all of that

[heyo-captain-jac...]

I have never aspired to become a speechwriter, politician, or mainstream political columnist. Nevertheless, if you can look beyond my pitiable writing style you'll unequivocally see that I have something important to tell you about Jusun. Before I start, however, I should state that to understand what Jusun's particularly snippy form of Marxism has encompassed as a movement and as a system of rule, we have to look at its historical context and development as a form of wily politics that first arose in early twentieth-century Europe in response to rapid social upheaval, the devastation of World War I, and the Bolshevik Revolution. He will probably never understand why he scares me so much. And Jusun sincerely does scare me: His homilies are scary, his proposed social programs are scary, and most of all, if you were to tell him that I hold fast to the view that the comparison between him and unregenerate dolts is remarkable, he'd just pull his security blanket a little tighter around himself and refuse to come out and deal with the real world.

Because it's now in fashion and touches everyone's heart, Jusun's always talking about the welfare of our children. But that doesn't stop him from wanting to dress up his profit motive in the cloak of selfless altruism. Nor does it negate my claim that Jusun attracts laughable sensualists to his polity by telling them that narcissism is absolutely essential to the well-being of society. I suppose the people to whom he tells such things just want to believe lies that make them feel intellectually and spiritually superior to others. Whether or not that's the case, it's easy to tell if Jusun's lying. If his lips are moving, he's lying.

I don't object to Jusun's squibs because Jusun has let his belligerent nature get the better of him. I object because I am not concerned with rumors or hearsay about him. I am interested only in ascertained facts attested by published documents and in these primarily as an illustration that if you looked up "effrontive" in the dictionary, you'd probably see Jusun's picture.

Jusun likes the sound of his own voice. Okay, that's a slight exaggeration, but you get the drift. He exhibits an air of superiority. You realize, of course, that that's really just a defense mechanism to cover up his obvious inferiority. The most impulsive toughies you'll ever see substitute breast-beating and schwarmerei for action and honest debate. That said, we mustn't lose sight of who the real enemy is: Jusun and his meddlesome, counter-productive peons.

I indeed cannot emphasize enough how much I resent Jusun's opinions. Others have stated it much more eloquently than I, but Jusun's disaffected monographs leave the current power structure untouched while simultaneously killing countless children through starvation and disease. Are these children his enemies? I wish I had a lot more time to answer that question. Unfortunately, the following comment will have to suffice: Jusun wants us to believe that space gods arriving in flying saucers will save humanity from self-destruction. How stupid does he think we are? In other words, what exactly is he trying to hide? You see, he is extraordinarily brazen. We've all known that for a long time. However, Jusun's willingness to wipe out delicate ecosystems sets a new record for brazenness.

I have no set opinion as to whether or not Jusun has no sense of personal boundaries. I do, however, definitely profess that he has been fairly successful in his efforts to make excessive use of foul language. That just goes to show what can be done with a little greed, a complete lack of scruples, and the help of a bunch of inhumane degenerates. While I trust that this audience shares my indignation at him, he says that we have too much freedom. I've seen more plausible things scrawled on the bathroom walls in elementary schools.

If one could get a Ph.D. in Revanchism, Jusun would be the first in line to have one. And what of it? If it weren't for disruptive wonks, he would have no friends. He doesn't want to acknowledge that he has an agenda—a political, social, and cultural agenda. In fact, Jusun would rather block all discussion on the subject. I suppose that's because our path is set. By this, I mean that in order to give the needy a helping hand as opposed to an elbow in the face, we must place blame where it belongs—in the hands of Jusun and his demented helpers. I consider that requirement a small price to pay because I want to live my life as I see fit. I can't do that while Jusun still has the ability to waste hours and hours of our time in fruitless conferences and meetings.

The more I think about scummy gaberlunzies, the more troubled I become by Jusun's belief systems. Okay, then, let's move onto the really good part of this letter, the part in which I get to tell you that for every dollar we spend to better our communities, Jusun'll spend a thousand more to silence critical debate and squelch creative brainstorming. Think about it, and I'm sure you'll agree with me.

So what if Jusun hates me for pointing out that he seems eager to follow the hastily dyed banner of jujuism? Let him hate me. I consider such hatred a mark of honor, a mark of distinction. What I mean to say is that his nostrums are a house of mirrors. How are we to find the opening that leads to freedom? I've never really gotten a clear and honest answer to that question from Jusun. But what is clear is that some people have said that his witticisms are more often out of sync with democratic values than aligned with them. Maybe. But I'm more inclined to believe that the unalterable law of biology has a corollary that is generally overlooked. Specifically, Jusun has never satisfactorily proved his assertion that five-crystal orgone generators can eliminate mind-control energies that are being radiated from secret, underground, government facilities. He has merely justified that assertion with the phrase, "Because I said so."

Jusun keeps trying to require religious services around the world to begin with "Jusun is great; Jusun is good; we thank Jusun for our daily food". And if we don't remain eternally vigilant, Jusun will undeniably succeed. No one that I speak with or correspond with is happy about this situation. Of course, I don't speak or correspond with loathsome, conniving deadheads, Jusun's operatives, or anyone else who fails to realize that if we are powerless to act against injustice, whether it concerns drunk driving, domestic violence, or even antinomianism, it is because we have allowed Jusun to promote a form of government in which religious freedom, racial equality, and individual liberty are severely at risk. Throughout history, there has been a clash between those who wish to ring the bells of truth and those who wish to engage in an endless round of finger pointing. Naturally, Jusun belongs to the latter category. Ostensibly, he does not intend to contaminate clear thinking with his imperious ramblings but, in fact, I, speaking as someone who is not a Pecksniffian, filthy scatterbrain, can really suggest how he ought to behave. Ultimately, however, the burden of acting with moral rectitude lies with Jusun himself. That's it for this letter. I hope that typing it was not a complete waste of energy. Unfortunately, I do realize that my words will probably trigger no useful response in the flabby synapses of Jusun's brain. I just felt obligated to go through the motions because he can make no claim to a distinguishing talent of any kind.