Thread: someone doesnt like us!!

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#25

I posted that at 5:11

Did it take you at least 3 hours to decide whether you should post another stupid thread about someone who doesn't like you?

Wow is all i have to say.

Originally Posted by shiznit2169

I posted that at 5:11

Did it take you at least 3 hours to decide whether you should post another stupid thread about someone who doesn't like you?

Wow is all i have to say.

#25 X 25

Originally Posted by shiznit2169

lol@ #25 i had to go check to the list.

Originally Posted by BigDyl

#25 X 25

#15

I am writing this letter rather reluctantly. I do not wish to begin an incendiary debate about Mr. Shiz Nit 2169's jeremiads. However, Shiz has recently made a few statements that I find disturbing to such a degree that I cannot remain silent. 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. If we look beyond his delusions of grandeur, we see that today, we might have let Shiz wipe out delicate ecosystems. Tomorrow, we won't. Instead, we will wake people out of their stupor and call on them to build a world overflowing with compassion and tolerance. When it comes to his pronouncements, I assert that we have drifted along for too long in a state of blissful denial and outright complacency. It's time to make Shiz's impulsive methods of interpretation understood, resisted, and made the object of deserved contempt by young and old alike. The sooner we do that, the better, because there's an important difference between me and Shiz. Namely, I am willing to die for my cause. Shiz, in contrast, is willing to kill for his -- or, if not to kill, at least to acquire power and use it to indoctrinate insipid, filthy braggarts.

Shiz, does the word "superserviceableness" mean anything to you? I don't get it: What is it about our society that makes meddlesome oafs like Shiz desire to pooh-pooh the concerns of others? I mean, he's like the man behind the curtain in the Wizard of Oz. Pull back the curtain of fetishism and you'll see a venom-spouting astrologer hiding behind it, furiously pulling the levers of ethnocentrism in a self-righteous attempt to revile everything in the most obscene terms and drag it into the filth of the basest possible outlook. That sort of discovery should make any sane person realize that if Shiz truly wanted to be helpful, he wouldn't utilize questionable and illegal fund-raising techniques.

Do you ever get the feeling that it behooves all of us to understand that as a time-honored expression maintains, "Shiz's lalochezia is downright annoying"? Well, you should, because if I had my druthers, Shiz would never have had the opportunity to rescue racialism from the rubbish heap of history, dust it off, slap on a coat of cheap sophistry, and market it as new and improved. As it stands, the police should lock Shiz up and throw away the key. That's the current situation, and if you have any doubt about the reality of it, then you haven't been paying close enough attention to what's been happening in the world. In a broad-brush sense, he talks a lot about antipluralism and how wonderful it is. However, he's never actually defined what it means. How can Shiz argue for something he's never defined? While I don't know the answer to that particular question, I do know that we must reach out to people with the message that Shiz's treatises are a crazy-quilt patchwork of the most ornery classes of diabolism you'll ever see. We must alert people of that. We must educate them. We must inspire them. And we must encourage them to overcome the obstacles that people like him establish.

Even though Shiz's half-measures have no place in a free, humane society of individual value, individual choice, and individual responsibility, this does not negate the fact that there are some simple truths in this world. First, people who draw attention to Shiz's intransigent, chthonic suggestions are systematically labeled by Shiz's goombahs as "complacent carousers" or terms synonymous therewith. Second, when lying and evidence-tampering fail, Shiz usually turns to outright intimidation to open the gates of Hell. And finally, I definitely dislike him. Likes or dislikes, however, are irrelevant to observed facts, such as that I want to live my life as I see fit. I can't do that while Shiz still has the ability to extend his 15 minutes of fame to 15 months. More to the point, I've never bothered Shiz. Yet Shiz wants to tear down everything that can possibly be regarded as a support of cultural elevation. Whatever happened to "live and let live"?

It is no news that I'm willing to accept that what Shiz is doing is irrationalism in its most depraved form. I'm even willing to accept that he has lost what little credibility he once had. But if his sound bites get any more officious, I expect they'll grow legs and attack me in my sleep. Opportunism is the leitmotif of his overgeneralizations. As long as I live, I will be shouting this truth from rooftops and doing everything I can to break the mold and stray from the path of conventional wisdom. As I've said before, Shiz's prognoses are not an abstract problem. They have very concrete, immediate, and unpleasant consequences. For instance, Shiz's chums show obsequious deference to him. That's self-evident, and even Shiz would probably agree with me on that. Even so, if I had to choose between chopping onions and helping him incite an atmosphere of violence and endangerment toward the good men, women, and children of this state, I'd be in the kitchen in an instant. Although both alternatives make me cry, the deciding factor for me is that Shiz says that brainless, obnoxious hucksters are all inherently good, sensitive, creative, and inoffensive. I've seen more plausible things scrawled on the bathroom walls in elementary schools.

Fortunately, the groundswell of quiet opposition to Shiz is getting less quiet and more organized. Still, the justification Shiz gave for seeking to twist the truth was one of the most unrestrained justifications I've ever heard. It was so unrestrained, in fact, that I will not repeat it here. Even without hearing the details you can still see my point quite clearly: Shiz has never satisfactorily proved his assertion that he is the ultimate authority on what's right and what's wrong. He has merely justified that assertion with the phrase, "Because I said so."

According to the laws of probability, if it weren't for mawkish, choleric poseurs, Shiz would have no friends. He has a talent for inventing fantasy worlds in which we should derive moral guidance from his glitzy, multi-culti, hip-hop, consumption-oriented musings. Then again, just because Shiz is a prolific fantasist doesn't mean that the only way to expand one's mind is with drugs -- or maybe even chocolate. He claims to have turned over a new leaf shortly after getting caught trying to reconstitute society on the basis of arrested development and envious malevolence. This claim is an outright lie that is still being circulated by Shiz's lickspittles. The truth is that I am not fooled by Shiz's militant and eristic rhetoric. I therefore gladly accept the responsibility of notifying others that Shiz wants nothing less than to doctor evidence and classification systems and make spineless generalizations to support demonic, preconceived views. His buddies then wonder, "What's wrong with that?" Well, there's not much to be done with brazen, confused dirtbags who can't figure out what's wrong with that, but the rest of us can plainly see that some of the facts I'm about to present may seem shocking. This they certainly are. However, we've tolerated Shiz's audacious activities long enough. It's time to lose our patience and chill our kindness. It's time to grant people the freedom to pursue any endeavor they deem fitting to their skills, talent, and interest. It's time to shout to the world that if he thinks his artifices represent progress, Shiz should rethink his definition of progress.

If Shiz is going to talk about higher standards, then he needs to live by those higher standards. He pompously claims that we should abandon the institutionalized and revered concept of democracy. That sort of nonsense impresses many people, unfortunately. To understand why that affects everyone who has ever lived, you need to realize that Shiz's a pretty good liar most of the time. However, he tells so many lies, he's bound to trip himself up someday. In effect, what really irks me is that Shiz has presented us with a Hobson's choice. Either we let him kill the goose bearing the golden egg or he'll caricature and stereotype people from other cultures.

I've said this before, and I'll say it again, but Shiz asserts that cankered pipsqueaks are more deserving of honor than our nation's war heroes. Most reasonable people, however, recognize such assertions as nothing more than baseless, if wishful, claims unsupported by concrete evidence. He managed to convince a bunch of conceited so-called experts to help him demand special treatment that, in many cases, borders on the ridiculous. What was the quid pro quo there? After days of agonized pondering and reflection, I finally came to the conclusion that he somehow manages to get away with spreading lies (the rest of us are an inferior group of people, fit only to be enslaved, beaten, and butchered at the whim of our betters), distortions (taxpayers are a magic purse that never runs out of gold), and misplaced idealism (unsophisticated meanies and cocky Huns should rule this country). However, when I try to respond in kind, I get censored faster than you can say "historiographical". Shiz is careless with data, makes all sorts of causal interpretations of things without any real justification, has a way of combining disparate ideas that don't seem to hang together, seems to show a sort of pride in his own biases, gets into all sorts of apolaustic speculation, and then makes no effort to test out his speculations -- and that's just the short list! In the past, when I complained that he was attempting to put hideous thoughts in our children's minds, I was told that I was just being cruel. But nowadays, people realize that if this letter did nothing else but serve as a beacon of truth, it would be worthy of reading by all right-thinking people. However, this letter's role is much greater than just to embrace the cause of self-determination and recognize the leading role and clearer understanding of those people for whom the quintessential struggle is an encompassing liberation movement against the totality of jingoism.

Shiz claims that the world's salvation comes from whims, irrationality, and delusions. Predictably, he cites no hard data for that claim. This is because no such data exist. Socrates was condemned to death by the city of Athens for his views. I hope I don't receive the same treatment for saying that I, speaking as someone who is not an untrustworthy, obtuse knuckle-dragger, want to condemn -- without hesitation, without remorse -- all those who poison the relationship between teacher and student. That may seem simple enough, but Shiz's villainous, unsympathetic platitudes can be quite educational. By studying them, students can observe firsthand the consequences of having a mind consumed with paranoia, fear, hatred, and ignorance. Let me conclude by saying that we who want to launch an all-out ideological attack against the forces of ruffianism will not rest until we do.

Scott Pakin's complaint generator

"I Think"

I Think farts are really a huge problem
I Think pukage are too much on my mind
I Think stinkers have got a lot to do with why the world sucks
But what can you do?

Like a velvet green rain, beating down on me
Like a Poe line, which won't let go of my brain
Like Natasha's ass, it is in my head
Blame it on Shiznit
Blame it on Shiznit
Blame it on Shiznit

I Think turds are gonna drive us all crazy
And peni make me feel like a child
I Think man butts will eventually be the downfall of civilization
But what can you do? I said what can you do?

Like a velvet green rain, beating down on me
Like a Poe line, which won't let go of my brain
Like Natasha's ass, it is in my head
Blame it on Shiznit
Blame it on Shiznit
Blame it on Shiznit

Like a velvet green rain, beating down on me
Like Natasha's smile, cruel and cold
Like Poe's ass, it is in my head
Blame it on Shiznit
Blame it on Shiznit
Blame it on Shiznit