An Open Letter to Robin Carlsen Dear Robin,
Why are you so afraid of being criticized, that when you are, you just attack your critic? In this case Curtis. If you really believed in your ideas, Robin, you wouldn't feel so insecure in your first person ontology to have to attack reality. And reality--this is so ironic, Robin; I hope you realize this--is personified in Curtis; its intelligence instrumentally expressed through his fair and searching critique of your theory. Robin, I want you to hear this: 30,000 words you expended on that post. For what? Just to ram down our throats the fact that you hate someone to take issue with your theory? Don't you see how you are violating that very theory, by being unwilling to allow what was so sincerely and carefully thought out by Curtis to have some impact on you? Why didn't you consider Curtis's criticisms, Robin, and then respond rationally and maturely? I just don't get it. Curtis was out to see what you had by way of a valid idea--he found you wanting--in all kinds of ways. But whenever you felt the challenge of Curtis touch you (Robin: this is your first person ontology; don't you get it?), you just lashed out at him; Curtis, the one person on FFL who really does seek to know the truth, the one person who does not make things personal, the one person whose conscience is true. You resent Curtis, Robin; you came onto FFL, realized the kind of influence he wielded, and you want some of that. Eventually you were determined to usurp his position altogether. Well you have failed, Robin, and now is your chance to come clean and just admit that your theory does warrant honest appraisal. Curtis is the most qualified--by his intellect (Xeno is my authority here, and I trust Xeno, as flamboyant and passionate as he is)--and by his character. Surely you have realized that Marek and others are correct in their enthusiasm for the manly wisdom and humour and brilliance of Curtis. Robin, are you there? Are you reading this? It is a very simple thing, Robin: get your theory out there; defend it; attack your critics. But try to realize one thing: in that three-part post you didn't really tell us anything except: I DON'T LIKE CURTIS SAYING BAD THINGS ABOUT MY THEORY AND I AM GOING TO CALL HIM NAMES FOR DOING THIS. Why not grow up, Robin? You had your little dance in the sunlight when you were in Unity (which you were *not* by the way: live with it, Robin. No one really believes you ever were enlightened. You have to face up to this.); now you would come onto FFL and try to surreptitiously play the same role: attempting to influence persons to your own way of seeing reality, trying to make your philosophy have some relevance to the personal disputes that go on here every week--like between raunchy and Curtis. Your theory is irrelevant to that, Robin. That just amounted to two people seeing things differently, OK. Same with any other disagreement on FFL: Barry has a sincere and honestly felt point of view; authfriend inexplicably wants to deprive him of the very integrity and innocence which he so abundantly displays in all his posts which are controversial. And there is one person who sees what Barry is really doing and refuses to go along--or even acknowledge--raunchy's inapposite, totally ill-conceived Three Dialogues about Barry. Those were so strange and bizarre--because they never connected to the truth about Barry in the very least. Curtis knew this; but he had the honour and discretion not to draw raunchy's attention to this. No, Robin, you must simply grow up. We don't allow gurus on this website. You have to earn the respect for your ideas. You seem to believe you can trot out your mystical ideas of knowing what God's point of view is--and only you know what this POV is, right, Robin?--and take umbrage when someone attempts to make you accountable for the extravagance of this idea. So you think you know what God thinks, do you, Robin? That is just the kind of thing that can get someone locked away. Think about that. No, I have read conscientiously every word of your three-part post to Curtis, Robin: It simply doesn't make it; but it certainly makes Curtis look pretty darn good. He knows you can't tolerate anyone challenging your idea of what is true, Robin--you were like this when you held those seminars more than a quarter of a century ago. You haven't changed a bit, Robin. *You are the same*. And Curtis is showing this to us. Curtis is a good man, Robin. You have to open yourself to his probity, his moral reasoning. Robin, Curtis was trying to do you a favour. Now why don't you just come back onto FFL and tell us whether any of your defenders here are giving a truth representation of y*our theory. Which, by the way, if you want to know, Robin, is *false*. Now don't pout, Robin: believe it or not I think Barry has offered up the most compassionate analysis of you--you need clinical help*. Barry sees this, and wants you to get it, Robin. I hope you can see past your projected hatred to realize the loving discernment that his diagnosis of you represents, and that you will someday let him visit you in your sanitarium where you can finally thank him for his selfless and disinterested charity on your behalf. No, Robin, we all like you here. You have added something to the flavour of FFL. But the time has come for you to acknowledge your prickliness and hysteria, and just face facts. We all are only thinking of your own best interests here, Robin. Please take this letter as the collective expression of our concern for you and our devout wish that you may get better. I think you can do much better than that three-part post to Curtis. I really do, Robin. I love you. I know Curtis loves you. And Barry--no matter how it seems--he loves you too. Your real enemies, Robin, are those who would defend you. I will not mention who they are. They are well-known to you. Sincerely, Louis
