Ms. Ilena Rosenthal, allow me to introduce myself. I'm one of the victims of your neurotic, quixotic lamentations. As a note of explanation for other readers of this letter: In spite of overwhelming evidence to the contrary, many otherwise intelligent people continue to believe, thanks to Rosenthal, that Man's eternal search for Truth is a challenge to be avoided at all costs. For openers, she wants to attack everyone else's beliefs. Faugh.
Whenever I turn around I see Rosenthal wiretapping all of our telephones and computers. To deny such a truth would be to deny the evidence of our own senses. Despite total incompetence, she is often afflicted with an amazing conceit that causes her to create an unwelcome climate for those of us who are striving to study the impact of her greed, stupidity, hubris, and outright corruption on society. Her revenge fantasies are like a Hydra. They continually acquire new heads and new strength. The only way to stunt their growth is to shatter the adage that Rosenthal is a spokeswoman for God. The only way to destroy Rosenthal's Hydra entirely is to provide more people with the knowledge that her maudlin preoccupation with sesquipedalianism, usually sicklied over with such nonsense words as "contradistinctive", would make sense if a person's honor were determined strictly by his or her ability to pamper unctuous, pernicious wanton-types. As that's not the case, we can conclude only that I'm not a raffish person. I'd like nothing more than to extend my hand in friendship to Rosenthal's vassals and convey my hope that in the days to come we can work together to hammer out solutions on the anvil of discourse. Unfortunately, knowing them, they'd rather besmirch the memory of some genuine historic figures because that's what Rosenthal wants.
What Rosenthal is doing is not an innocent, recreational sort of thing. It is a criminal activity, it is an immoral activity, it is a socially destructive activity, and it is a profoundly goofy activity. In conscientious deference to truth, let it be made known and acknowledged that her primary goal is to turn peaceful gatherings into embarrassing scandals. All of her other objectives are secondary to this one supreme purpose. That's why you must always remember that I'm willing to accept that Rosenthal's efforts to make my blood curdle have touched the lives of every person in this country. I'm even willing to accept that we should use our words to create understanding and progress, not hatred and division. But I don't see how she can build a workable policy around wishful thinking draped over a morass of confusion (and also, as we'll see below, historical illiteracy), then impose it willy-nilly on a population by force. I'm not saying that it can't possibly be done but rather that no one likes being attacked by the worst kinds of humorless mattoids I've ever seen. Even worse, Rosenthal exploits our fear of those attacks—which she claims will evolve within a short period of time into biological, chemical, or nuclear attacks—as a pretext to prevent me from getting my work done. If you think that's scary, then you should remember that Rosenthal's few successes exhibit no tendency to be commensurate with innate capacity. I'm not saying that facetiously; as people who know me undeniably realize, I always mean what I say and say what I mean. They also realize that Rosenthal is squarely in favor of defeatism and its propensity to promote the incomprehensible reportages of tactless, incorrigible defalcators. This is so typical of Rosenthal: she condemns bigotry and injustice except when it benefits her personally.
I am more than merely surprised by Rosenthal's willingness to replace Robert's Rules of Order with "facilitated consensus building" at all important meetings. I'm shocked, shocked. And, as if that weren't enough, if you don't think that mischievous, adversarial lamebrains would rather listen passively to Rosenthal's screaming than stop and ask some simple questions about the issues involved and let the truth penetrate their resistance to change, then you've missed the whole point of this letter. I have no set opinion as to whether or not Rosenthal is living in a dream world. I do, however, honestly believe that I am not predicting anything specific. I just have a feeling, an intuition, based on several things that are happening now that Rosenthal will stab us in the back in a lustrum or two. It may be coincidence that her ultimata compromise the free and open nature of public discourse. It may be coincidence that they create anomie. And it may be coincidence that they irrationalize thinking on every issue. But that's a lot of coincidence!
Let's try to understand what handing over our rights to Rosenthal will really mean. It certainly won't mean that we'll be able to freely compile readers' remarks and suggestions and use them to point the high-powered fire hose of truth at her rash apologues to wash away their multiple layers of allotheism. No, it will mean witchcraft, beastliness, rape, and murder will become omnipresent in our society. It will mean a descent back into the jungle. That's it for this letter. I sincerely 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 Ms. Ilena Rosenthal's brain. I just felt obligated to go through the motions because stoicism is sustained by rigid ideological categories.