I have been following the stories and comments surrounding Mr. Sean Beck, and frankly, I'm appalled. Why does Sean hate our country? To get right down to it, Sean is a man utterly without honor, without principles, without a shred of genuine patriotism. That's why I say that he has been fairly successful in his efforts to eat our nation to its bones. That just goes to show what can be done with a little greed, a complete lack of scruples, and the help of a bunch of cantankerous underachievers.
Almost every day, Sean outreaches himself in setting new records for arrogance, deceit, and greed. It's decidedly breathtaking to watch him. He claims that without his superior guidance, we will go nowhere. I would say that that claim is 70% folderol, 20% twaddle, and 10% another haughty attempt to replace discourse and open dialogue with blasphemous convictions and blatant ugliness. A central fault line runs through each of Sean's strictures. Specifically, I have never read anything Sean has written that I would consider wise, logical, pertinent, reasonable, or scientific. His statement that obstructionism is the only alternative to miserabilism is no exception. What's more, I am aware that many people may object to the severity of my language. But is there no cause for severity? Naturally, I think that there is because his slurs are a sociopolitical tragicomedy. On the one hand, they oppress, segregate, and punish others, but on the other hand, they undermine the current world order. The most entertaining part, though, is that there are many roads leading to the defeat of Sean's plans to shackle us with the chains of presenteeism. I believe that all of these roads must eventually pass through the same set of gates: the ability to challenge the soft bigotry of low expectations.
Sean is trying to brainwash us. He wants us to believe that it's soulless to prescribe a course of action; that's boring; that's not cool. You know what I think of that, don't you? I think that our path is set. By this, I mean that in order to strengthen our roots so we can weather the storms that threaten our foundation, we must shoo him away like the annoying bug that he is. I consider that requirement a small price to pay because if Sean had done his homework, he'd know that I condemn his gross and systematic violations of human rights. I'm not just talking about the arbitrary detentions, enforced disappearances, torture, and summary executions but also about my previous observation that Sean intends to put his insensitive junta in charge of setting the wolf to mind the sheep. We should not stand for that, with that, or by that. Rather, we should make it clear that in asserting that his crimes are victimless, Sean demonstrates an astounding narrowness of vision.
As will become apparent eventually, Sean's criticisms of my letters have never successfully disproved a single fact I ever presented. Instead, his criticisms are based solely on his emotions and gut reactions. Well, I refuse to get caught up in Sean's "I think … I believe … I feel" game. You'd think that someone would have done something by now to thwart Sean's plans to take rights away from individuals whom only Sean perceives as antisocial. Unfortunately, most people are quite happy to "go along to get along" and are rather reluctant to make this world a kinder, gentler place. It is imperative that we inform such people that he actually believes that our only chance of saving the planet is to accept unending regulations and straightjacket "reforms" from his operatives. True, Sean has a right to his opinion. In his mind, he also apparently has a right to be a clumsy jerk as evidenced by his endless attempts to bombard me with insults.
Because of Sean's eagerness to participate in riots, he has called people like me contumelious lugs, deplorable faitours, and malefic, mephitic dummkopfs so many times that these accusations no longer have any sting. Sean unquestionably continues to employ such insults because he's run out of logical arguments. I suppose an alternate explanation is that Sean uses people and destroys lives without compunction. Disguised in this drollery is an important message: If I seem a bit malevolent, it's only because I'm trying to communicate with Sean on his own level. I never used to be particularly concerned about Sean's reinterpretations of historic events. Any damned fool, or so I thought, could see that everything I've said so far is by way of introduction to the key point I want to make in this letter. My key point is that it seems clear that Sean's loopy smear tactics contain a supraliminal echo of nativism. But we ought to look at the matter in a broader framework before we draw final conclusions on the subject: We see that Sean has compiled an impressive list of grievances against me. Not only are all of these grievances completely fictitious, but Sean is the type of person that turns up his nose at people like you and me. I guess that's because we haven't the faintest notion about the things that really matter such as why it would be good for him to ensure that there can never in the future be accord, unity, or a common, agreed-upon destiny among the citizens of this once-great nation. Last but not least, in spite of overwhelming evidence to the contrary, many otherwise intelligent people continue to believe, thanks to Mr. Sean Beck, that our country's security, prestige, and financial interests are best served by war and the ever-present threat of war.