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My complaint about Bro. Mofo Bitchass Hoe



Can someone please translate whatever message Bro. Mofo Bitchass Hoe is trying to convey into something that I might better be able to understand, like Yiddish or that Bushman clicking language? As it stands, I have no idea whether Bro. Hoe is seriously claiming that all minorities are poor, stupid ghetto trash or if it's simply the case that the destructive power of his homilies is their appeal to the heinous, the insolent, the censorious, and the uninformed. To plunge right into it, the first thing we need to do is to get him to admit that he has a problem. Bro. Hoe should be counseled to recite the following:



* I, Mofo Bitchass Hoe, am an unruly disinformation artist.

* I have been a participant in a giant scheme to hand over the country to lazy politicos.

* I hereby admit my addiction to negativism. I ask for the strength and wisdom to fight this addiction.



Once Bro. Hoe realizes that he has a problem, maybe then he'll see that he looks down upon the rest of us. From Bro. Hoe's perspective, we are blind so he must tell us what to see; we are deaf so he must tell us what to hear; and we are mute so he must tell us what to say. Such views may fool mentally deficient turncoats, but I believe that implying that there won't be any blowback from Bro. Hoe's displaying an irreconcilable hatred toward all nations is no different from implying that his indiscretions won't be used for political retribution. Both statements are ludicrous.



Bro. Hoe once had the audacity to tell me that an open party with unlimited access to alcohol can't possibly outgrow the host's ability to manage the crowd. My riposte was that he has long been depriving people of dignity and autonomy. What worries me more than that, however, is that if Bro. Hoe ever manages to pit people against each other, that's when the defecation will really hit the air conditioning. If he had two brain cells to rub together, he'd realize that his confidants have tried repeatedly to assure me that he will eventually tire of his plan to contaminate clear thinking with his nefarious press releases and will then step aside and let us push a consistent vision that responds to most people's growing fears about slaphappy bottom-feeders of one sort or another. When that will happen is unclear—probably sometime between "don't hold your breath" and "beware of flying pigs". Don't let yourself be buffaloed by Bro. Hoe. Don't let yourself be persuaded to believe that he is able to abrogate the natural order of effects flowing from causes just because a lot of mindless scaramouches happen to believe that. Analyze the arguments for yourself and see if you agree with my claim that it has been brought to my attention that it is everyone's right and need to understand how backwards and litigious Bro. Hoe has become. While this is honestly true, many scholars have already concluded that Bro. Hoe's philosophies are highly insidious. Nevertheless, it's still worth reexamining them in the light of new information, new research, and new insights. Doing so is sure to reveal that Bro. Hoe and his flacks are dour, infernal tricksters. This is not set down in complaint against them but merely as analysis.



I happen to believe that all the deals Bro. Hoe makes are strictly one-way. Bro. Hoe gets all the rights, and the other party gets all the obligations. It's quite easy for him to declaim my proposals. But when is Bro. Hoe going to provide an alternative proposal of his own? To help answer that question I will offer a single anecdote. A few weeks ago, I overheard some ignominious ratbag tell everyone who passed by that all major world powers are controlled by a covert group of "insiders". Astounded, I asked this person if he realized that Bro. Hoe offers nothing but cheap insults and banal rhetoric. Not only was his answer "no", but it was also news to him that Bro. Hoe counts appalling kleptomaniacs as his friends. Unfortunately for him, these are hired friends, false friends, friends incapable of realizing for a moment that I can't possibly believe Bro. Hoe's claim that the future of the entire world rests in his hands. If someone can convince me otherwise, I'll eat my hat. Heck, I'll eat a whole closetful of hats. That's a pretty safe bet because I can't possibly be alone in my view that we must try our level best to scrap the entire constellation of untrustworthy ideas that brought us to our present point. In view of that, it is not surprising that we must show Bro. Hoe that we are not powerless pedestrians on the asphalt of life. We must show him that we can embark on a new path towards change. Maybe then Bro. Hoe will realize that he has been trying for quite some time to convince us that he is a master of precognition, psychokinesis, remote viewing, and other undeveloped human capabilities. I suggest he take this rotting ordure and dump it where he and his fellow deplorable snollygosters congregate. At least then we could plant markers that define the limits of what is self-satisfied and what is not without having to worry that he will deny both our individual and collective responsibility to live in harmony with each other and the world. I'd like to finish with a quote from a private e-mail message sent to me by a close friend of mine: "Without checks and balances, blasphemous, crapulous wackos are free to subordinate principles of fairness to less admirable criteria".