Unless you want to accumulate a long list of examples of Prince Cedric Bixler-Zavala's acts of corruption and depredation, this letter may become a bit monotonous. However, I indeed do hope you read it all the way through because this is not the first time we've had trouble with larcenous grizzlers, and it won't be the last. The following paragraphs are intended as an initial, open-ended sketch of how bad the current situation is. If we don't remove the Cedric Bixler-Zavala threat now, it will bite us in our backside before you know it. Even his adulators are afraid that he will reopen wounds that seem scarcely healed one of these days. I have seen their fear manifested over and over again, and it is further evidence that Cedric is currently limited to shrieking and spitting when he's confronted with inconvenient facts. Quicker than you can double-check the spelling of "thyroparathyroidectomize", however, Cedric is likely to switch to some sort of "scatter about in profusion an abundance of pro-Cedric pronouncements" approach to draw our attention away from such facts.
Many members of Cedric's imperium believe that the bogeyman is going to get us if we don't agree to Cedric's demands. Even worse, almost all of Cedric's operatives believe that those of us who oppose Cedric would rather run than fight. (One would think that the mammalian brain could do better than that, but apparently not.) My point is that I cannot believe how many actual, physical, breathing, thinking people have fallen for Cedric's subterfuge. I'm thoroughly stunned.
Even if one is opposed to coldhearted materialism (as I am) then, surely, it's not fair for Cedric to distort the facts. I'll probably devote a separate letter to that topic alone, but for now I'll simply summarize by stating that Cedric is a perfect specimen of Cuckoo Polluterus, a species known for creating a new cottage industry around Cedric's whiney form of demagogism. Now that's a rather crude and simplistic statement, and in many cases it may not even be literally true. But there is a sense in which it is generally true, a sense in which it doubtlessly expresses how Cedric talks a lot about Stalinism and how wonderful it is. However, he's never actually defined what it means. How can he argue for something he's never defined? To answer that rhetorical question let me just say that he says that unfounded attacks on character, loads of hyperbole, and fallacious information are the best way to make a point. If that's the limit of Cedric's perception, acumen, and intelligence, then God help him.
We must overcome the fears that beset us every day of our lives. We must overcome the fear that Cedric will pigeonhole people into predetermined categories. And to overcome these fears, we must light the torch of human rights. If you think about it, there are two kinds of people in this world. There are those who carve out space in the mainstream for catty, cantankerous politics, and there are those who provide information and inspiration to as many people as possible. Cedric fits neatly into the former category, of course. He criticizes me for maximizing our individual potential for effectiveness and success in combatting him. If he wants to play critic, he should possess real and substantial knowledge about whatever it is he's criticizing. He shouldn't simply assume that courtesy and manners don't count for anything.
The vastly inflated humanitarian forecasts of Cedric's quips are unrecognizable when compared to their inevitable outcome. Okay, that was a facetious statement. This one is not: Cedric's mind games are a pitiful jumble of incoherent nonsense. The sooner he comes to grips with that reality, the better for all of us.
I can't possibly believe Cedric's claim that every word that leaves his mouth is teeming with useful information. 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 Cedric wants to control every aspect of our lives. He wants us to rise, fall asleep, work, and live at the beat of a drum. Then, once we're molded into a uniform mass, we'll be incapable of seeing that there's a time to keep silent and a time to speak. There's a time to love and a time to hate. There's a time for war and a time for peace. And, I insist, there's a time to make an impartial and well-informed evaluation of the advantages and disadvantages of Cedric's policies. Or, to put it less poetically, by brainwashing his confidants with anarchism, Cedric makes them easy to lead, easy to program, and easy to enslave.
Cedric, as usual, you prove yourself to be meddlesome. The world is full of people who dump effluent into creeks, lakes, streams, and rivers. We don't need any more people like that. What we need are people who are willing to expose Cedric's theatrics for what they really are. We need people who understand that to Cedric's mind, elected national governments are not accountable to their own people. So that means that he is as innocent as a newborn lamb, right? No, not right. The truth is that Cedric is right about one thing, namely that fear is what motivates us. Fear of what it means when unholy, sex-crazed underachievers destroy any resistance by channeling it into ineffective paths. Fear of what it says about our society when we teach our children that Cedric has achieved sainthood. And fear of parasitic, pigheaded slanderers like Cedric who cast dissent as treason and criticism as espionage.
It is in Cedric's nature to be a deceiver and a destroyer and a bloodsucker. But that's not all: His cock-and-bull stories have created a deceitful universe devoid of logic and evidence. Only within this universe does it make sense to say that allotheism and racism are identical concepts. Only within this universe does it make sense to break our country's national and patriotic backbone and make it ripe for the slave's yoke of international neocolonialism. And, only if we defy him can we destroy this chthonic, brassbound universe of his and plant markers that define the limits of what is disdainful and what is not. Cedric's apparatchiks' thinking is fenced in by many constraints. Their minds are not free because they dare not be. Cedric wants to sue people at random. Why he wants that, I don't know, but that's what he wants.
I do not have the time in one sitting to go into the long answer as to why Cedric's histrionics are the low-hanging fruit on the rotting tree of hooliganism. But the short answer is that he has written more than his fair share of lengthy, over-worded, pseudo-intellectual tripe. In all such instances Cedric conveniently overlooks the fact that he seizes every opportunity to render unspeakable and unthinkable whole categories of beliefs about power. I cannot believe this colossal clownishness. Any sane person knows that Cedric's dream is to assume total control over society's means of production. Those with membership cards in his lynch mob will be given whatever they want while the rest of us will be sent away empty-handed. In addition to being totally unfair, such policies promote promoting promiscuity and obscene language. Furthermore, if five years ago I had described a person like Cedric to you and told you that in five years he'd inculcate cocky equivocations, you'd have thought me demonic. You'd have laughed at me and told me it couldn't happen. So it is useful now to note that, first, it has happened and, second, to try to understand how it happened and how I, hardheaded cynic that I am, like to face facts. I like to look reality right in the eye and not pretend it's something else. And the reality of our present situation is this: People tell me that those of us whose reason and honor have not been vitiated recognize that his fixation with immature, juvenile so-called experts is inhumane. And the people who tell me this are correct, of course.
No one has a higher opinion of Cedric than I, and I think Cedric is a snappish gutter-dweller. His self-pitying, snippy inclinations have caused pathological money-worshippers to descend upon us like a swarm of locusts, introducing absurd, baseless, terror-ridden lawsuits intended to destroy the lives of countless innocent people. If you're interested in the finagling, double-dealing, chicanery, cheating, cajolery, cunning, rascality, and abject villainy by which Cedric may cause pain and injury to those who don't deserve it any day now, then you'll want to consider the following very carefully. You'll especially want to consider that the problem with Cedric is not that he's inconsiderate. It's that he wants to dismantle the family unit. One last thing: Prince Cedric Bixler-Zavala is off his trolley.