From: curtis@cs.berkeley.edu (Dr. Bloor)
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Subject: Re: Liberals want to remove Admendment #10? (was Re: rmgroup alt.fan.rush-limbaugh
Date: 12 Nov 1992 00:43:34 GMT
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In article <1drs9qINN9vd@agate.berkeley.edu> curtis@cs.berkeley.edu (Curtis Yarvin) writes:
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>In article <1992Nov11.191913.9088@novell.com> bboerner@novell.com (Brendan B. Boerner) writes:
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>>[blather]
>
>Dr. Bloor is on Line 2 and would like a chat with you.
>Let me put him on.

Ok.  First, Boerner, I'd like to point out that you are a cottonhead.
Yes, a cottonhead.  A complete and utter cottonhead, of the worst kind.
What is a cottonhead, Boerner?  Is a cottonhead anything like a
cottonmouth, Boerner?  No, Boerner, it is not.  A cottonhead is a
person with cotton in his head.  Mull that over for a second, why
don't you, Boerner.

Second, Boerner, I'd like to make an accusation.  I'd like to accuse
you.  That's right.  J'accuse, baby.  You as defendant for all the
other god-damned cottonheads who ruined this god-damned waste of a
country we live in today - and if you didn't do it all by yourself,
it's still your fault.  You're still liable.  Because you're a
cottonhead, Boerner.  The law is pretty clear on this, Boerner -
you of all people should be aware.  Ignorance, Boerner, is no excuse.
We've gone over this before.

What did you do?  And when did you do it?  Don't you think you should
understand this by now, Boerner?  I mean, do you really forget things
like this?  It's not like you took two newspapers out of the box,
Boerner.  We're talking high crimes and misdemeanors here.  You've
gone and wrecked this nice country of ours, Boerner, and now you have
to pay the price.  Of sin, Boerner.  Sin.

How did you do it?  How did you do it, Boerner?  Christ.  Don't you
_understand_, Boerner?  Or did the clue jam in the dura mater?
Guess so.  

Okay, Boerner, here's what you did.  You didn't.  That's right.  You
didn't do anything at all.  You're guilty as sin.  It's on your face -
look at it.  You did nothing at all - you sat there and twiddled your
dick.  You the people, Boerner.  You the cottonheads.  You the
cottonheads of the United States of America.  A sleeping giant,
Boerner, with water on the brain and the IQ of a two-year-old.  If
you'd spoken up, Boerner, if you'd raised your voice, if you'd raised
your hand, raised your finger, even TWITCHED a little, they'd have
stopped.  At least looked a bit askance at you.  And maybe they'd
have gone away.  Or maybe you'd have had to pinch their heads,
Boerner, and toss them in the wastebasket.  Whatever.  It wouldn't
have been so hard, Boerner.  Not so hard at all.  Certainly not
so hard as what's going to happen to you now, Boerner.

But no.  Oh no.  You didn't.  You just sat there and twiddled your
dick.  And every four years you voted Republican, or Democrat, or
Republican, or maybe even Democrat.  And you watched your MTV,
Boerner.  Yes.  And you ate your bread, and maybe you even showed up
at the circus.  And you didn't ask where it was coming from.  Oh no,
Boerner.  You didn't care.  Just as long as the pretty pictures came
on TV and you could still see through Madonna's lingerie, and there
weren't any smelly people on the street offering to sell you things
you didn't particularly care to buy.  You were satisfied, Boerner.
You were.  

And they were, too.  Because if they could count on the cottonheads,
Boerner, if they had all the pigeons in that demographic pigeonhole,
they could do whatever they wanted.  Oh, my.  Whatever they wanted.
Doesn't that sound nice?  Doesn't it, Boerner?  Wouldn't you like to
do whatever you want, Boerner?  Wouldn't that be fun?  What would you
do, Boerner?  Would you go out and steal some money?  Pull a gun and
rake in the wallets?  Would you get rid of all those smelly people,
Boerner, the ones on the wrong streets, Boerner, the ones who keep
offering to sell you nasty things that you don't particularly care to
buy?  

Yes, Boerner, you would.  Wouldn't you.  I can smell it, Boerner.
I can smell it on you.  It's a human stench - a peculiarly human
stench.  We all stink like that, Boerner, when people give us
everything we want.  All of us, Boerner.  Even the heroes.  Even the
well-dressed men on TV, the ones with the smiling craggy faces, the
ones who say noble things and invite you to follow them, Boerner,
while they do noble deeds.

And you always do, Boerner.  You always do.


Just drag him out the door, Duke - I think he's finished.

Bloor
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