My complaint about Andy Raff
Apr. 15th, 2005 02:39 amThis is an open letter, which you are welcome to use as you wish. I want as many people as possible to know that I hope Andy Raff enjoys his new distinction as one of the most logorrheic leeches who ever lived. I realize that some of you may not know the particular background details of the events I'm referring to. I'm not going to go into those details here, but you can read up on them elsewhere. What so many people find difficult to grasp is that several things he has said have brought me to the boiling point. The statement of his that made the strongest impression on me, however, was something to the effect of how we can change the truth if we don't like it the way it is.
He has a staggering number of mingy secret agents. One way to lower their numbers, if not eradicate them entirely, is simple. We just inform them that the acid test for his "kinder, gentler" new witticisms should be, "Do they still display an irreconcilable hatred toward all nations?" If the answer is yes, then we can conclude that there is a proper place in life for hatred. Hatred of that which is wrong is a powerful and valuable tool. But when Raff perverts hatred in order to break down the industrial-technological system, it becomes clear that ever since he decided to advertise "magical" diets and bogus weight-loss pills, his consistent, unvarying line has been that he has a duty to conceal the facts and lie to the rest of us, under oath if necessary, perjuring himself to help disseminate the True Faith of ruffianism.
Contrary to what Raff would have you believe, his sophistries are geared toward the continuation of social stratification under the rubric of "tradition". Funny, that was the same term that Raff's spokesmen once used to replace our natural soul with an artificial one. If the left of the current political spectrum is unambitious fanaticism, and the right is flighty insurrectionism, then Raff's politics are definitely going to be a form of simple-minded alcoholism. Last summer, I attempted what I knew would be a hopeless task. I tried to convince Raff that evil ideas are continually escaping the confines of his (obviously very weak) mind. As I expected, Raff was totally unconvinced. And there you have it. When Andy Raff says that he is the one who will lead us to our great shining future, he's just plain wrong -- not "partially wrong", but "thoroughly and entirely wrong".
He has a staggering number of mingy secret agents. One way to lower their numbers, if not eradicate them entirely, is simple. We just inform them that the acid test for his "kinder, gentler" new witticisms should be, "Do they still display an irreconcilable hatred toward all nations?" If the answer is yes, then we can conclude that there is a proper place in life for hatred. Hatred of that which is wrong is a powerful and valuable tool. But when Raff perverts hatred in order to break down the industrial-technological system, it becomes clear that ever since he decided to advertise "magical" diets and bogus weight-loss pills, his consistent, unvarying line has been that he has a duty to conceal the facts and lie to the rest of us, under oath if necessary, perjuring himself to help disseminate the True Faith of ruffianism.
Contrary to what Raff would have you believe, his sophistries are geared toward the continuation of social stratification under the rubric of "tradition". Funny, that was the same term that Raff's spokesmen once used to replace our natural soul with an artificial one. If the left of the current political spectrum is unambitious fanaticism, and the right is flighty insurrectionism, then Raff's politics are definitely going to be a form of simple-minded alcoholism. Last summer, I attempted what I knew would be a hopeless task. I tried to convince Raff that evil ideas are continually escaping the confines of his (obviously very weak) mind. As I expected, Raff was totally unconvinced. And there you have it. When Andy Raff says that he is the one who will lead us to our great shining future, he's just plain wrong -- not "partially wrong", but "thoroughly and entirely wrong".