Wednesday, October 24, 2012

To Lazy to complain, Here is a simple answer

Kadizzle gets stuck with nothing to do in Denver, or somewhere else and too many times he turns to fighting the right wing Hoopleheads on the blog sites.

The give and take can be fun, sometimes funny, and sometimes educational. It gives a chance to get into the mind of gun nuts, and right wing fanatics.  On one of these right wing sites there was something suspicious about a guy complaining about Kadizzle.  His complaint seemed like it was computer generated. Kadizzle is familiar with buzz word generators so he thought he would check to see if this was were the long winded diatribe was emanating from.

It turned out to be coming from a rant generator.  Google rant generator and you will find it.  The rant generator will crank out from one to three paragraphs of ranting either at a person or organization.  All you do is type in the person's name or the name of the organization, and there it is a rant.  Kadizzle will cook up a one paragraph rant by putting the name Staunch Republican into the input apparatus.  Lets see what happens.

As you read this letter, you may feel confused at points. If you do, keep reading. The rationale underlying Mr. Staunch Repbulican's expositions is confusing. Fortunately, as you read the superfluity of examples about how Mr. Repbulican has been trying to trample over the very freedoms and rights that he claims to support, this letter will slowly begin to make some sense. Let me get to the crux of the matter: His undertakings have a long and iracund lineage. In particular, they're based upon all of the temperamental devices of the past: spheres of influence, balances of power, secret treaties, triple alliances, and, during the interim periods, appeasement of ethnocentrism.
Of course, I'm generalizing a little here. But that's only because Mr. Repbulican broadens his appeal by seeking influence and adherents in the charlatanism movement. If you'll forgive my parrhesia, I'd like to add that he says that undiscoverable, unmeasurable, magical forces from another plane of existence have given him superhuman wisdom. What he means by this, of course, is that he wants free reign to harvest what others have sown. If some people are offended by my mentioning that each day, I see the world becoming more negligent as a determined Mr. Repbulican carries out his morally questionable plans, then so be it. He's good at one thing, and that's keeping his ulterior motives secret. Only a few initiates in the inner sanctum of Mr. Repbulican's entourage know that he's planning to gum up what were once great ideas. Even fewer of these initiates know that as our society continues to unravel, more and more people will be grasping for straws, grasping for something to hold onto, grasping for something that promises to give them the sense of security and certainty that they so desperately need. These are the sorts of people Mr. Repbulican preys upon.
I wish that one of the innumerable busybodies who are forever making "statistical studies" about nonsense would instead make a statistical study that means something. For example, I'd like to see a statistical study of Mr. Repbulican's capacity to learn the obvious. Also worthwhile would be a statistical study of how many uninformed dimbulbs realize that if we don't do something soon, Mr. Repbulican's slaphappy, lubricious policies will rise like a golem with a million hands on a million throats to choke the honor out of decent, hardworking people. Now that you've heard what I've had to say, I want you to think about it. And I want you to join me and stick to the facts and offer only those arguments that can be supported by those facts.


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