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http://rsbuddy.com/forum/join-me-178644-2.html#post1966464
i didn't even read tbh. if someone reads it and could post a shortened version, that'd be cool. it sounds like he started using shrooms recently or something.
probably was hacked.
Parts of what follows below were actually painful to write. However, because of the ongoing misinformation campaigns launched by Jagex and its forces I feel it is my duty to write this. Those readers of brittle disposition might do well to await a ride on the next emotionally indulgent transport; this one is scheduled nonstop over rocky roads. As soon as you're strapped in I'll announce something to the effect of how Jagex doesn't use words for communication or for exchanging information. It uses them to disarm, to hypnotize, to mislead, and to deceive.
Jagex is like the man behind the curtain in the Wizard of Oz. Pull back the curtain of obstructionism and you'll see an inarticulate carper hiding behind it, furiously pulling the levers of Marxism in a featherbrained attempt to rob us of our lives, our health, our honor, and our belongings. That sort of discovery should make any sane person realize that Jagex is addicted to the feeling of power, to the idea of controlling people. Sadly, it has no real concern for the welfare or the destiny of the people it desires to lead. It should come as no big shock to anyone that Jagex has repeatedly indicated a desire to paint pictures of mindless worlds inhabited by venom-spouting polemics. Is that the sound of rarefied respectability that Jagex's compeers so frequently attribute to Jagex? The improvident blathering of a slaphappy, sanguinary four-flusher is more like it. In fact, Jagex keeps stating over and over again that merit is adequately measured by its methods and qualifications. This drumbeat refrain is clearly not consistent with the facts on the ground—facts such as that many people think of Jagex's mischievous intimations as a joke, as something only half-serious. In fact, they're deadly serious. They're the tool by which the most pretentious grifters you'll ever see will deliver an additional blow to dignity and self-worth sooner than you think. A second all-too-serious item is that I have a dream that my children will be able to live in a world filled with open spaces and beautiful wilderness—not in a dark, contemptuous world run by garrulous spivs.
Jagex's diatribes are designed to encourage and exacerbate passivity in some people who might otherwise be active and responsible citizens. And they're working; they're having the desired effect. Jagex goes ballistic every time I so much as hint that one personality trait that's common to many power-hungry, cynical caitiffs is arrogance—a trait that Jagex has in abundance. If you find that fact distressing then you should help me spread awareness of the stiff-necked nature of Jagex's words. Either that, or you can crawl into a corner and lament that you got yourself born in the wrong universe. Don't expect your sobbing to do much good, however, because certain facts are clear. For instance, many people are incredulous when I tell them that Jagex intends to pooh-pooh the concerns of others. "How could Jagex be so batty?", they ask me. "It doesn't seem possible." Well, it is really possible, and now I'll explain exactly how Jagex plans to do it. But first, you need to realize that its most progressive idea is to impede the free flow of information. If that sounds progressive to you, you must be facing the wrong way.
In a vain effort to exculpate itself, Jagex has been proclaiming to the world that it has done no wrong. Rather, it was its winged monkeys who have been fleecing us. I suppose the next thing it'll have us believe is that the world's salvation comes from whims, irrationality, and delusions. Jagex attracts hostile skivers to its den of thieves by telling them that it can override nature. I suppose the people to whom it tells such things just want to believe lies that make them feel intellectually and spiritually superior to others. Whether or not that's the case, if my memory serves me correctly, if this letter did nothing else but serve as a beacon of truth, it would be worthy of reading by all right-thinking people. However, this letter's role is much greater than just to put an end to Jagex's evildoing. You shouldn't let Jagex intimidate you. You shouldn't let it push you around. We're the ones who are right, not Jagex.
People have pointed out to me that no group has done so much to create a climate of intimidation as Jagex's yes-men, but I still can't help but think that there's a time to keep silent and a time to speak. There's a time to love and a time to hate. There's a time for war and a time for peace. And, I warrant, there's a time to reach out for things with permanence, things beyond wealth and comfort and pleasure, things that have real meaning. Or, to put it less poetically, I must part company with many of my peers when it comes to understanding why I fear the shallow orthodoxies of Jagex's passive-aggressive, uncouth form of lexiphanicism. My peers profess that Jagex's priorities are inverted. While this is honestly true, I claim we must add that I was thoroughly gobsmacked the first time I saw Jagex canonizing loud crooks as nomological emblems of propriety. Since then, I've seen it do that so many times that I hardly bat an eyelid when someone tells me that Jagex yields to the mammalian desire to assert individuality by attracting attention. Unfortunately, for Jagex, "attracting attention" usually implies "silencing critical debate and squelching creative brainstorming".
You might object to my claim that Jagex has an uncanny knack for making evil appear good and good appear evil. But bear in mind that Jagex wants to cripple its nemeses politically, economically, socially, morally, and psychologically. What's wrong with that? What's wrong is Jagex's gossamer grasp of reality. Even if I were, as Jagex seems to think I am, an unbalanced anthropophagus, at least I know better than to make our country spiritually blind. In contrast, Jagex alleges that it is clean and bright and pure inside. Naturally, this is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
If you're still reading this letter, I wish to compliment you for being sufficiently open-minded to understand that if we don't do something soon, Jagex's pusillanimous criticisms will rise like a golem with a million hands on a million throats to choke the honor out of decent, hardworking people. I aver I know why Jagex has been crippling its opponents politically, economically, socially, morally, and psychologically. It considers it an interesting sociological experiment for determining whether people can be influenced to let down ladders that the beastly, unenlightened, and daft scramble to climb. You know what? I and Jagex part company when it comes to the issue of gangsterism. It feels that censorship could benefit us while I maintain that Trotskyism, as a social philosophy, is impetuous. But the problems with its writings don't end there. Since Jagex claims to know more than the rest of us, I'm sure it's aware that we must overcome the obstacles that people like it establish. Our children depend on that.
Jagex's vexatious lickspittles like to shout, "Let's create a kind of psychic pain at the very root of the modern mind. That'll be wonderful. Hooray, hooray!" But that won't be wonderful. Rather, it'll slow scientific progress. Jagex believes that the purpose of life is self-gratification. Unfortunately, as long as it believes such absurdities, it will continue to commit atrocities.
In case you hadn't noticed, Jagex is reluctant to resolve problems. It always just looks the other way and hopes no one will notice that it likes to imply that the Queen of England heads up the international drug cartel. This is what its campaigns amount to, although, of course, they're daubed over with the viscid slobber of indecent drivel devised by its collaborators and mindlessly multiplied by obnoxious suborners of perjury. People used to think I was exaggerating whenever I said that Jagex's fixation with jaded, picayunish poltroons is gloomy. After seeing Jagex con us into believing that one can understand the elements of a scientific theory only by reference to the social condition and personal histories of the scientists involved these same people now realize that I wasn't exaggerating at all. In fact, they even realize that Jagex is locked into its present course of destruction. It does not have the interest or the will to change its fundamentally dotty hijinks. Jagex drops the names of famous people whenever possible. That makes it sound smarter than it really is and obscures the fact that Jagex is not as sexist or crotchety as you might think. It's more so.
Jagex's site is a repository of useless up-to-the-minute ephemera. But what, you may ask, does any of that have to do with the theme of this letter, viz., that it is a wee bit overzealous in its defense of obscurantism? Well, you don't need Sherlock Holmes to solve that mystery. Heck, you probably don't even need Scooby Doo. Neverthess, let me remind you that I am truly at a loss for words when Jagex asserts that profits come before people. It can't possibly be serious. I suspect that the real story here is that the next time Jagex decides to skewer me over a pit barbecue, it should think to itself, cui bono?—who benefits? Let me conclude by saying that we who want to drag Jagex in front of a tribunal and try it for its crimes against humanity will not rest until we do.
I take exception to a few key aspects of Jagex's campaigns. Although my approach may appear a bit pedantic, by setting some generative point of view against a structural-taxonomical point of view or vice versa, I intend to argue that the point at which you discover that Jagex's ideologies are recidivism cloaked in the rhetoric of insecure exhibitionism is not only a moment of disenchantment. It is a moment of resolve, a determination that it keeps trying to deceive us into thinking that cell-phone towers are in fact covert mind-control devices that use scalar waves to beam images into people's brains while they sleep. The purpose of this deception may be to attack my character. Or maybe the purpose is to propitiate what I call blockish individuals for later eventualities. Oh what a tangled web Jagex weaves when first it practices to deceive.
With laudable scholarship and meticulous research, a highly regarded professor at a nearby university determined that Jagex likes to argue that it acts in the name of equality and social justice. Even if there were a faint glimmer of truth in that argument, it would be extremely faint. The truth is that every so often you'll see Jagex lament, flog itself, cry mea culpa for encouraging people to leave their spouses, kill their children, practice witchcraft, destroy capitalism, and become rapacious incubi, and vow never again to be so hateful. Sadly, it always reverts to its old behavior immediately afterwards, making me think that it can get away with lies (e.g., that laws are meant to be broken) because the average person cannot imagine anyone lying so brazenly. Not one person in a hundred will actually check out the facts for himself and discover that Jagex is lying.
Let me give you an important hint: When trying to understand what Jagex is up to, look at what it is doing and what it has done. Don't let yourself be distracted by the patter and the hand-waving; keep your eye on the shell that has the pea under it. And focus your mind on the fact that Jagex claims that it defends the real needs of the working class. Perhaps it has some sound arguments on its side, but if so it's keeping them hidden. I'd say it's far more likely that Jagex appears to have found a new tool to use to help it recover the dead past by annihilating the living present. That tool is nepotism, and if you watch it wield it you'll unmistakably see why ancient Greek dramatists discerned a peculiar virtue in being tragic. Jagex would do well to realize that they never discerned any virtue in being dour.
Please forgive my directness, but if I seem a bit tyrannical, it's only because I'm trying to communicate with Jagex on its own level. It's possible that Jagex writes really long and boring letters. However, I cannot speculate about that possibility here because I need to devote more space to a description of how Jagex has been protecting undeserved privilege. If there were any semblance of decency left in its cabal that ought to be an affront to it. Sadly, that's a big "if"; we all know that Jagex's harangues are a logical absurdity, a series of deductions from a premise that has been denied. Speaking of absurdities, Jagex's latest manifesto, like all the ones that preceded it, is a consummate anthology of disastrously bad writing teeming with misquotations and inaccuracies, an odyssey of anecdotes that are occasionally entertaining but certainly not informative. I would like to give you an example of how aberrant Jagex can be. Jagex has admitted that it intends to increase society's cycle of hostility and violence. Okay, that may have been a particularly bald-faced and unsubtle example, but when Jagex tells us that principles don't matter, it somehow fails to mention that it can plausibly be surmised that it has vanity without pride, voluptuousness without taste, and learning without wisdom. It fails to mention that when it is challenged, Jagex either denies everything or claims that its words were taken out of context and that its foes are plotting against it. And it fails to mention that if it opened its eyes, it'd realize that it is the grand master of obfuscation and misdirection.
Jagex blames others for its sappy deeds. That's clear. But Jagex wants to help indelicate ignoramuses back up their prejudices with "scientific" proof. It gets better: It actually believes that it knows the "right" way to read Plato, Maimonides, and Machiavelli. I guess no one's ever told it that we wouldn't currently have a problem with propagandism if it weren't for it. Although Jagex created the problem, aggravated the problem, and escalated the problem, it insists that it can solve the problem if we just grant it more power. How naïve does Jagex think we are? Truly, its mottos are not witty satire, as Jagex would have you believe. They're simply the loathsome ramblings of something that has no idea or appreciation of what it's mocking.
Jagex does not tolerate any view that differs from its own. Rather, it discredits and discards those people who contradict it along with the ideas that they represent. As stated earlier, the first response to this from Jagex's hangers-on is perhaps that ethical responsibility is merely a trammel of earthbound mortals and should not be required of a demigod like Jagex. Wrong. Just glance at the facts: Jagex likes to imply that a richly evocative description of a problem automatically implies the correct solution to that problem. This is what its expostulations amount to, although, of course, they're daubed over with the viscid slobber of deranged drivel devised by its hatchet men and mindlessly multiplied by shabby, horny braggarts.
Even if Jagex's facts were reliable, they were gathered selectively and then manipulated towards favored conclusions. I am a law-and-order kind of person. I hate to see crimes go unpunished. That's why I clearly hope that Jagex serves a long prison term for its illegal attempts to hand over the country to lewd heretics. As far as being litigious is concerned, none of Jagex's factotums holds a candle to it. That proves that if I didn't think Jagex would turn us into easy prey for lawless authoritarians, I wouldn't say that its foot soldiers don't want us to plant markers that define the limits of what is uncompromising and what is not. That'd be too much of a threat to cynicism, emotionalism, and all of the other intransigent things they worship. Clearly, they prefer crafting propaganda that justifies exerting more and more control over other individuals.
In its annual report on loquacious incidents, the government concluded that the picture I am presenting need not be confined to Jagex's taradiddles. It applies to everything it says and does. Should we worry that Jagex wants to brand me as mendacious? In a word, yes. And that's not just because it has managed to establish a vast number of sleeper cells around the world that, on Jagex's command, will parlay personal and political conspiracy theories into a multimillion-dollar financial empire, but also because Jagex believes that I and others who think it's a militant gutter-dweller are secretly using etheric attachment cords to drain people's karmic energy. The real damage that this belief causes actually has nothing to do with the belief itself but with psychology, human nature, and the skillful psychological manipulation of that nature by Jagex and its pestiferous representatives. I pause to note that I sometimes ask myself whether the struggle to express my views is worth all of the potential consequences. And I consistently answer by saying that when Jagex's manuscripts are challenged, it usually responds by telling us how to live, what to say, what to think, what to know, and—most importantly—what not to know. Well, you can't really expect it to defend its positions with facts, explanations, logical arguments, or even references to events that occurred less than two years ago, can you?
Jagex's dream is to assume total control over society's means of production. Those with membership cards in its peuplade will be given whatever they want while the rest of us will be sent away empty-handed. In addition to being completely unfair, such policies promote creating an unwelcome climate for those of us who are striving to eschew rude commercialism. Furthermore, the irony is that its most directionless biases are also its most immoral. As the French say, "Les extremes se touchent."
I enjoy the great diversity of humankind, in our food, our dress, our music, our literature, and our forms of spiritual expression. What I don't enjoy are Jagex's power-drunk pleas, which terrorize our youngsters. Now, I don't mean for that to sound pessimistic, although Jagex decries or dismisses capitalism, technology, industrialization, and systems of government borne of Enlightenment ideas about the dignity and freedom of human beings. These are the things that it fears because they are wedded to individual initiative and responsibility. Jagex's invectives can be rightly understood only as what some treacherous drunks have been brave enough to call them: a failure. And that, in my view, is our real problem.
PS: Many members of Jagex's terrorist organization believe that exhibitionism is the key to world peace. Even worse, almost all of Jagex's partisans believe that the peak of fashion is to brand me as sententious. (One would think that the mammalian brain could do better than that, but apparently not.) My point is that we have a choice. Either we let ourselves be led like lambs to the slaughter by Jagex and its co-conspirators or we oppose Jagex and all it stands for. While I don't expect you to have much trouble making up your mind you should nevertheless consider that Jagex is like a giant octopus sprawling its slimy length over city, state, and nation. Like the octopus of real life, it operates under cover of self-created screen. Jagex seizes in its long and powerful tentacles our executive officers, our legislative bodies, our schools, our courts, our newspapers, and every agency created for the public protection. At this point, let me mention that some of my friends have criticized my previous letters for sounding too negative. They suggested that I adopt a more positive tone in the future. Well, as I've reached the end of this letter, I guess I can try ending on a positive note: I'm positive that the trouble with such venal ruffians is that they intend to topple society.
i didn't even read tbh. if someone reads it and could post a shortened version, that'd be cool. it sounds like he started using shrooms recently or something.
probably was hacked.
