Cheat Engine

[HackOtaku]

[finnegan waking up]

^i've already given substantial evidence. you have cemented yourself as a liar.

just as you skirted around what you know to be lies you made about what qur'an states of the solar system

[HackOtaku]

[finnegan waking up]

[HackOtaku]

[finnegan waking up]

[HackOtaku]

[HitIer]

I do not like Ostrich Eggs and Ham.

I just want to say one thing: My perceptions are clearly in defense of decency and human dignity and violate nobody's rights. The nub of what I intend to say here is that if this stupid, egg shit continues to insulate contumelious quodlibetarians from criticism and even from the need to participate in debate, I will indeed be obliged to do something about it. And you know me: I never neglect my obligations. I guess I really can't blame this stupid, egg shit for wanting to deny citizens the privilege of peaceful assembly and protest. After all, it's desperate to convince us that elected national governments are not accountable to their own people. To achieve this goal, it has apparently decided it's more effective to “construct a counternarrative” (read: make up a story) than to look for anything resembling facts. This worries me because this stupid, egg shit claims to have read somewhere that the best way to make a point is with foaming-at-the-mouth rhetoric and letters filled primarily with exclamation points. I don't doubt that it has indeed read such a thing; one can find all sorts of crazy stuff on the Internet. More reliable sources, however, tend to agree that this stupid, egg shit denies that its ugly, daffy apologues can be viewed as the principal threat to our personal freedoms. This denial comes from a twisted belief that it's inappropriate to teach children right from wrong. And so this stupid, egg shit closes its eyes, places its hands over its ears, and sings la-la-la to drown out any words of reason.

Those points may at first seem unrelated, but when you connect the dots it becomes clear that I personally have a practical plan for improving the state of education in this country. I propose that we get knowledgeable and well-trained teachers, equip them with syllabi filled with challenging texts and materials, and have them teach students that this stupid, egg shit has hatched all sorts of presumptuous plans. Remember its attempt to destroy our country from within? No? That's because this stupid, egg shit is so good at concealing its clueless activities.

One does not have to work both sides of the political fence in order to make this a place where minds, souls, and bodies can feel safe from full-fledged, soulless wing nuts. It is a ribald person who believes otherwise. An old joke tells of the optimist who falls off a 60-story building and, as he whizzes past the 35th floor, exclaims, “So far, so good!” But it is not such blind optimism that causes this stupid, egg shit's epigones to think that they can dismantle the guard rails that protect society from the deluded elements in its midst. On the surface, it would seem merely that this stupid, egg shit belongs to the “Can't we just fail to respond to violence and call it peace?” school of political sanctimony. But the truth is that if this stupid, egg shit's plan to promote a sniffish anarchism is to be discouraged then the wisest course of action is to spread the word about this stupid, egg shit's unpatriotic threats to our friends, our neighbors, our relatives, our co-workers—even to strangers. Before we start down that road I ought to remind you that many organizations lie. This stupid, egg shit, however, lies with such ease it's troubling.

If this stupid, egg shit would, just once, demonstrate real and genuine concern for others, it might begin to realize that it's the secret player behind the present, feckless political scene. This stupid, egg shit must be brought out from behind the curtain before it's too late, before its trucklers pose a threat to personal autonomy and social development. Listen up: This stupid, egg shit's jobations will have consequences—very serious consequences. We ought to begin doing something about that. We ought to present a clear picture of what is happening, what has happened, and what is likely to happen in the future. We ought to spread the word that its waspish fibs form an “ideology” in Marx's sense. That is, they represent a system of ideas designed to cloak, rationalize, and defend an unjust set of relationships. For instance, this stupid, egg shit's ideology denies that this stupid, egg shit says that it is known for its sound judgment, unerring foresight, and sagacious adaptation of means to ends. But then it turns around and says that it would sooner give up money, fame, power, and happiness than perform a libidinous act. You know, you can't have it both ways, this stupid, egg shit.

It's not necessarily difficult to send this stupid, egg shit's propositions into the dustbin where they belong. We can begin simply by getting people to stop believing lies that were forged in the fiery pits of hell. See? I told you it wasn't necessarily difficult. We just need to remember that this stupid, egg shit argues that 75 million years ago, a galactic tyrant named Xenu solved the overpopulation problem of his 76-planet federation by transporting the excess people to Earth, chaining them to volcanoes, and dropping H-bombs on them. This is an entertaining statement, perhaps, except that when taken at face value it presages a likely attempt by this stupid, egg shit to endow ableism with a false legitimacy.

This stupid, egg shit has been trying desperately hard to make the case that its mistakes are always someone else's fault. Sorry, this stupid, egg shit, but I must respectfully disagree. My counterargument is that I feel no more personal hatred for this stupid, egg shit than I might feel for a herd of wild animals or a cluster of poisonous reptiles. One does not hate those whose souls can exude no spiritual warmth; one pities them. This stupid, egg shit thinks it would be best for all of us if it were to shout direct personal insults and invitations to exchange fisticuffs. Such sentiments have no place in our community, let alone in our world. I wish that all of the flighty, daft lumpenproletariats who hold similar views would stop to think about how this stupid, egg shit thinks that the only way to expand one's mind is with drugs—or maybe even chocolate. Of course, thinking so doesn't make it so.

As you may have noticed, I routinely use some rather impolite words to convey what I think of this stupid, egg shit. But how would you describe an organization that is intent on wiping out delicate ecosystems? If you can think of a better label for such an organization than “inerudite litterbug” I'll consider using it in future letters. I, hardheaded cynic that I am, certainly don't know what this stupid, egg shit's problem is, but I undeniably have no appetite for obliterating our sense of identity. Many venom-spouting mountebanks, however, do. That's why I want them all to read this letter and others like it and discover for themselves that I realize that the tone of this letter may be making some people feel uneasy. However, even if you're somewhat uncomfortable reading about this stupid, egg shit's revolting intimations, please don't blame me for them. I'm not the one working hand-in-glove with snappish bums. I'm not the one exploiting the feelings of charity and guilt that many people have over the plight of the homeless. And I'm not the one barring people from partaking in activities that cannot be monitored and controlled.

My wish to be polite notwithstanding, I must remark that if I withheld my feelings on this matter, I'd be no less headstrong than this stupid, egg shit. This stupid, egg shit eats the substance out of any organization it attacks, destroys its moral virility, throws down its reverence, saps its respect for authority, and casts a shadow on every one of its basic principles. If that fact hurts, get over it; it's called reality. And for another dose of reality, consider that all of this stupid, egg shit's lickspittles are thieves—idle, envious, and ready to plunder and enslave their weaker neighbors. It's therefore not surprising that this stupid, egg shit has been crushing the will of all individuals who have expressed political and intellectual opposition to its methods of interpretation. Such utter contempt for the autonomy and free agency of others is the hallmark of communism and has no place in a free society. In a free society people can state, without fear of retribution, that this stupid, egg shit's method (or school, or ideology—it is hard to know exactly what to call it) goes by the name of “this stupid, egg shit-ism”. It is a villainous and avowedly bleeding-heart philosophy that aims to force onto us the degradation and ignominy that this stupid, egg shit is known to revel in.

This stupid, egg shit's declamations may have been conceived in idealism, but they quickly degenerated into stuck-up parochialism. In order to convince us that it is the way, the truth, and the light, this stupid, egg shit often turns to the old propagandist trick of comparing results brought about by entirely dissimilar causes. Something recently occurred to me that might occur to this stupid, egg shit, as well, if it would just turn down the volume of its voice for a moment: This stupid, egg shit's myrmidons profess that the Eleventh Commandment is, “Thou shalt destroy the natural beauty of our parks and forests”. Sorry, guys, but the inconvenient truth is that this stupid, egg shit argues that we can stop cronyism merely by permitting government officials entrée into private homes to search for sexist, boisterous gangsters. I wish I could suggest some incontrovertible chain of apodictic reasoning that would overcome this argument, but the best I can do is the following: It has especially been targeting schools and universities, trying to convert them into indoctrination centers for Oblomovism. Once such institutions of learning can be coerced into suppressing freedom of expression, free inquiry, independent research, and all objectivity, they will become training grounds for predaceous heresiarchs who are dedicated to serving this stupid, egg shit and carrying out its plan of hastening society's quiescence to moral pluralism and epistemological uncertainty.

One can usually be pretty sure when this stupid, egg shit is lying. Sometimes there's a little doubt: maybe it's not a deliberate lie but merely a difference of opinion. But when this stupid, egg shit claims that its fogyism outfit consists entirely of lovable, cuddly people who would never dream of drawing young children into its judgmental way of life, there's no room for ambiguity: it's surely lying. I'd like to end this letter on an upbeat note: If you want to create greater public understanding of the damage caused by this stupid, egg shit's philippics, it doesn't matter who you are. All that matters is the kind of transformation you hope to effect in the world.

[finnegan waking up]

[HackOtaku]

[finnegan waking up]

[HackOtaku]

Like I said, believe what you want, I don't give a fuck.

[Killor1]

When sage gets rektd by one person he goes for the next to rape his booty hole

[HitIer]