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I happen to hold such people in contempt, even the completely worthless and basically harmless neurotic pomo loser Giesbrecht, a pathetic and sad case of a fool wanting attention in an otherwise wasted life. There is sometimes a price to pay for playing fashionable idiot. Sometimes that price is degradation and torture ending in lonely death. I tend to shrug and move right along.
It is truly a shame that I'm stupid because I know so much, if not The Truth. I know, for example, that the totally poor in Iquitos would kill me in an instant if I wandered into some areas after dark, not because they are more vicious than others, but because they don't know not to be vicious toward me in particular. There is a sense of shame and a sense of fairness at play, if one knows the rules of this kind of game. I never kill anyone. I have never been killed, though many's the time when it's been very close. I know stupid stuff like when it's time for me to leave because the people around me are never going to get any better than the monsters they are now. I know when good people are pushed to horror. I know when America is being pushed into something too terrible to contemplate.
I said once to a fellow that they just don't make kids like they used to. He didn't laugh. I felt then it was time to go. Because it's not funny. People make kids, if at all, not so much as lovers make babies or as people engaged in lust make babies, but even less so than the cosmic strangeness of breeding in the jungles of the Amazon. It's almost like a disease of the mind for many, the making and having babies in the Modern world. I can't like it, and I won't take it.
Like then, it is now-- time to go. Feel free to join me, and bring along Howard Hyde. Coffee and popcorn on me!
I posted my best advice for him on the Internet, and to my amazement he left a comment some time later. It is his response I would draw to the reader's attention here, my advice being, well, wise, of course, but his comment giving my hope and joy, if not hope and change.
For those longing for more free advice, please ask. I have an endless supply of it. Better still, send more kids from Idaho.
Immigrants, yes. Muslims? Duck and cover, dhimmis.