What a hoot.  I don't know if I should take the shameless pleasure of
reading about ME so much... It'll only egg me on :)  But diggin' in,
lets see what's on your mind.

...

At least you wrote with feeling -- I'll take this over that other drivel
any day (only hopefully shorter).  I don't know where you've determined
the social and political agenda you write about, or as a concrete
example, the me having used the word "dendrochronological" -- perhaps
you're confusing me/blending me with someone else?  But responding to
the spirit of the 'complaint' if not the accuracy:


The two non-participants in the Escher painting suit our relationship
well:  I weep on the front steps, while you smugly survey those on the
staircase.

You are right that I am a sore loser... You could have saved yourself
the pages and just written the conclusion.  I'm impressed by your
observance.  I'm learning to deal with the fact that I appear to be
dying.  Its tough, but I'm thankful to have a practice (finally) that is
working some.

You, however, are a bench warmer.  Busy describing what each of the
players is doing right and wrong -- wishing you were a coach -- feeling
too past your prime to show up at tryouts.  Football stadiums are filled
with loud 'experts' who have never played football.


Rod (entirely evil) Scholl




-----Original Message-----
From: [email protected] [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] On
Behalf Of Alex Bunard
Sent: Thursday, April 14, 2005 11:48 PM
To: [email protected]
Subject: [Zen] My complaint about Rod Scholl


Rod Scholl's intimations are completely disgusting -- so much so, that
if there are any children or sensitive people reading this letter, I
suggest that they stop now and not read what I am about to describe. But
first, I'm going to jump ahead a bit and talk in general terms about how
a day of reckoning is coming, and Rod will be called to account. Then,
I'll back up and fill in some of the details. Okay, so to start with the
general stuff, Rod wants to make conditions far worse than could ever
have been the case without his spineless efforts. Why he wants that, I
don't know, but that's what he wants. If anything, he thinks that doing
the fashionable thing is more important than life or liberty. However, a
careful appraisal of his catch-phrases raises some thought-provoking
issues. Rod likes effusions that conceal information and, occasionally,
blatantly lie.
Could there be a conflict of interest there? If you were to ask me, I'd
say that he keeps saying that classism is the key to world peace. Isn't
that claim getting a little shopworn? I mean, he is our worst nightmare.
What's my problem, then? Allow me to present it in the form of a
question: Whatever happened to community standards? To answer that
question, we need first to consider Rod's thought process, which
generally takes the following form: (1) We should avoid personal
responsibility, so (2) he is a bearer and agent of the Creator's
purpose.
Therefore, (3) his refrains are a breath of fresh air amid our modern
culture's toxic cloud of chaos and thus, (4) everyone and everything
discriminates against him -- including the writing on the bathroom
stalls. As you can see, Rod's reasoning makes no sense, which leads me
to believe that his campaigns often lash audiences of the most useless
mob bosses you'll ever see into wild storms of applause. I know you're
wondering why I just wrote that. I'll explain shortly, but first, I
should state that Rod is an inspiration to barbaric, gloomy card sharks
everywhere. They panegyrize his crusade to dilute the nation's sense of
common purpose and shared sacrifice and, more importantly, they don't
realize that if it weren't for prolix ivory-tower academics, Rod would
have no friends. 

Isn't it historically demonstrated that like much conventional wisdom,
Rod's announcements contain too much convention and not enough wisdom? I
ask, because if he can one day agitate for indoctrination programs in
local schools, then the long descent into night is sure to follow. (Yes,
Rod makes decisions based on random things glamorized by the press and
the resulting rantings of craven enemies of the people, but that's a
different story.) As you can see, I, hardheaded cynic that I am, have to
wonder where he got the idea that it is my view that society is
screaming for his deeds. This sits hard with me, because it is simply
not true, and I've never written anything to imply that it is. Believe
it or not, I really want to believe that he is a decent, honest person.
Unfortunately, as is often the case, what I want to believe proves to be
fantasy. The truth is that we've all heard Rod yammer and whine about
how he's being scapegoated again, the poor dear. 

Judging by the generally randy nature of his apologists, I can see that
he wonders why everyone hates him. Apparently, he never stopped to think
that maybe it's because given a choice of having him remake the world to
suit his own power-hungry needs or having my bicuspids extracted sans
Novocaine, I would embrace the pliers, purchase some Polident Partials,
and call it a day. When you reflect upon this, you'll realize that Rod
intends to create a new social class.
Headlong, voluble moochers, disgraceful busybodies, and inhumane
utopians will be given aristocratic status. The rest of us will be
forced into serving as their flunkies. 

Even if one isn't completely conversant with current events, the
evidence overwhelmingly indicates that it's easy for us to shake our
heads at his foolishness and cowardice. It's easy for us to exclaim that
we should place a high value on honor and self-respect.
It's easy for us to say, "I have sincerely had enough of Rod's
airy-fairy talk of 'maybe this or maybe that'." The point is that it's
easy for us to say these things because Rod's subliminal psywar
campaigns will have consequences -- very serious consequences.
And we ought to begin doing something about that.
There are some insane common blood-stained criminals who are execrable.
There are also some who are gruesome. Which category does Rod fall into?
If the question overwhelms you, I suggest you check "both". 

He likes to cite poll results that "prove" that this is the best of all
possible worlds and that he is the best of all possible people. Really?
Have you ever been contacted by one of his pollsters? Chances are good
that you never have been contacted and never will be. Otherwise, the
polls would show that Rod extricates himself from difficulty by
intrigue, by chicanery, by dissimulation, by trimming, by an untruth, by
an injustice. As I make no claim to be an authority on the subject, I
defer to the judgments of an Oxford University professor, who has
observed that Rod wants me to stop trying to establish clear,
justifiable definitions of revisionism and pharisaism, so that you can
defend a decision to take action when his lieutenants redefine humanity
as alienated machines/beasts and then convince everyone that they were
never human to begin with. Instead, he'd rather I have to fight with one
hand tied behind my back.
Sorry, but I don't accept defeat that easily. 

None but the fastidious can deny that it may seem difficult at first to
appeal not to the contented and satisfied, but embrace those tormented
by suffering, those without peace, the unhappy and the discontented.
It is. But he somehow manages to maintain a straight face when saying
that the best way to make a point is with foaming-at-the-mouth rhetoric
and letters filled primarily with exclamation points. I am greatly
grieved by this occurrence of falsehood and fantastic storytelling which
is the resultant of layers of social dishevelment and disillusionment
amongst the fine citizens of a once organized, motivated, and
cognitively enlightened civilization. The purpose of this letter is far
greater than to prove to you how hopeless and superficial Rod has
become. The purpose of this letter is to get you to start thinking for
yourself, to start thinking about how his particular brand of foul
isolationism will represent a threat to all the people in the area,
indeed, possibly the world, by next weekend. Now that that's cleared up,
I'll continue with what I was saying before, that he constantly insists
that cannibalism, wife-swapping, and the murder of infants and the
elderly are acceptable behavior. But he contradicts himself when he says
that his way of life is correct and everyone else's isn't. Of course,
Rod throws the word "dendrochronological" around as if it had the same
meaning to everyone. I always catch hell whenever I say something like
that, so let me assure you that he never tires of trying to extinguish
fires with gasoline. Rod presumably hopes that the magic formula will
work some day. In the meantime, he seems to have resolved to learn
nothing from experience, which tells us that in order to convince us
that he holds a universal license that allows him to borrow money and
spend it on programs that gum up what were once great ideas, Rod often
turns to the old propagandist trick of comparing results brought about
by entirely dissimilar causes. Now, I don't mean for that to sound
pessimistic, although what I wrote just a moment ago is not the paranoid
rambling of a self-indulgent wacko. It's a fact. 

Some people don't seem to mind that Rod likes to waffle on all the
issues. What a combative world we live in! He maintains that either
children should get into cars with strangers who wave lots of yummy
candy at them or that mediocrity and normalcy are ideal virtues. Rod
denies any other possibility. It strikes me as amusing that he complains
about people who do nothing but complain. Well, news flash! Rod does
nothing but complain. 

A day without Rod would be like a day without huffy militarism. To cap
that off, we must protect innocent, little children from immoral
ignoramuses like Rod. As mentioned above, however, that is not enough.
It is necessary to do more. It is necessary to resolve our disputes
without violence. We must exemplify the principles of honor, duty,
loyalty, and courage. Only then can a society free of his unsympathetic
notions blossom forth from the roots of the past. And only then will
people come to understand that if we don't push a consistent vision that
responds to most people's growing fears about the worst sorts of
insincere saboteurs I've ever seen right now, then Rod's perceptions
will soon start to metastasize until they destroy the values, methods,
and goals of traditional humanistic study. Rod can go on saying that all
it takes to solve our social woes are shotgun marriages, heavy-handed
divorce laws, and a return to some mythical 1950s Shangri-la, but the
rest of us have serious problems to deal with that preclude our
indulging in such impolitic dreams just now. Lest I seem like a
hypocrite, I should tell you that if we contradict him, we are labelled
jejune desperados. If we capitulate, however, we forfeit our freedoms. 

Even though he insists that he has been robbed of all he does not
possess, I unmistakably claim that anyone with eyes and a brain can tell
that this is not the first time I've wanted to improve the physical and
spiritual quality of life for the population at present and for those
yet to come. But it is the first time I realized that if you don't think
that this view dangerously underestimates the crazy quality of fogyism,
then you've missed the whole point of this letter. Rod's credos are
designed to scapegoat easy, unpopular targets, thereby diverting
responsibility from more culpable parties. And they're working; they're
having the desired effect. 

In these days of political correctness and the changing of how history
is taught in schools to fulfill a particular agenda, Rod will do
everything in his power to doctor evidence and classification systems
and make cacodemonic generalizations to support rotten, preconceived
views. No wonder corruption is endemic to our society; Rod is entirely
evil. We all are, to some extent, but he sets the curve. Every so often,
you'll see Rod lament, flog himself, cry mea culpa for seeking to exert
more and more control over other individuals, and vow never again to be
so unpleasant. Sadly, he always reverts to his old behavior immediately
afterwards, making me think that there is a proper place in life for
hatred.
Hatred of that which is wrong is a powerful and valuable tool. But when
Rod perverts hatred in order to incite racial hatred, it becomes clear
that I decidedly dislike him. Likes or dislikes, however, are irrelevant
to observed facts, such as that the last time I told Rod's lackeys that
I want to establish democracy and equality, they declared in response,
"But Rod is a paragon of morality and wisdom." Of course, they didn't
use exactly those words, but that's exactly what they meant. Rod's
witticisms have paid off: already, Rod has had some success in his
efforts to cure the evil of discrimination with more discrimination. He
condones the disruptive accusations that will boss others around. So,
sorry for being so long-winded in this letter, but Rod Scholl is a sore
loser.


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