My complaint about Finobe

There are a number of things I could have chosen to write about in this letter. I could have chosen to write about how Finobe tells a lie more readily than it tells the truth. Or I might have chosen to write something about the way that the intent of this letter is certainly not hatred but a probing look into an obviously significant issue. But, instead, I've decided to devote this entire letter to explaining how the practice of eliminating those law-enforcement officers who constitute the vital protective bulwark in the fragile balance between anarchy and tyranny is beer-guzzling and vexatious. For most of the facts I'm about to present, I have provided documentation and urge you to confirm these facts for yourself if you're skeptical.

Finobe is obviously trying to adopt approaches that have not been tested to try to solve problems that have not been well defined, and unless we act now, it'll clearly succeed. I've heard numerous complaints about Finobe's behavior. Many people I've talked to have complained that Finobe comports itself like a filthy pig, heedless of all needs but its own. Among these needs the paramount one seems to be the need to palliate and excuse the atrocities of its spokesmen. This backs up my point that if I were elected Ruler of the World, my first act of business would be to address the continued social injustice shown by iniquitous, villainous four-flushers. I would further use my position to inform certain segments of the Earth's population that Finobe makes it sound like it's the best thing to come along since the invention of sliced bread. That's the rankest sort of pretense I've ever heard. The reality is that Finobe wants to protect undeserved privilege. This desire is implanted in a part of its brain that's immune to reason or argument. Consequently, there's no chance that we can get it to see that its latest manifesto, like all the ones that preceded it, is a consummate anthology of disastrously bad writing teeming with misquotations and inaccuracies, an odyssey of anecdotes that are occasionally entertaining but certainly not informative.

On the other hand, Finobe's “brilliant” plan is to have temeritous hermits give advice to temeritous power brokers on how to deal with temeritous freebooters. I fail to see how this will result in any sort of non-temeritous outcome, but perhaps I'm forgetting that Finobe twists and turns, flatters and gibes, lulls and attacks. This sneakiness is particularly evident when one considers that Finobe refuses to come to terms with reality. It prefers instead to live in a fantasy world of rationalization and hallucination. Finobe takes a perverse pleasure in watching people scurry about like rats in a maze, never quite managing to hold out the prospect of societal peace, prosperity, and a return to sane values and certainties. Now that that's cleared up, I'll continue with what I was saying before, that we must give to bigotry no sanction, to persecution no assistance. If we are powerless to champion the force of goodness against the greed of contemptible, daft pontificators, it is because we have allowed Finobe to shower snarky, narcissistic tightwads with undeserved encomia. I would like to end on a heartfelt note. The comments Finobe has made in support of Jacobinism are inexcusable.