Unless of course it contains something like this
My entire life I have been taught to stand up for my beliefs, to be a person of high morals and ethics. That's why I feel obligated to uplift individuals and communities on a global scale to make an impartial and well-informed evaluation of the advantages and disadvantages of Mr. Justin C McNeely's insults. To begin at the beginning, in order to convince us that oligophrenic litterbugs are inherently good, sensitive, creative, and inoffensive, Justin often turns to the old propagandist trick of comparing results brought about by entirely dissimilar causes. Nature is a wonderful teacher. For instance, the lesson that Nature teaches us from newly acephalous poultry is that you really don't need a brain to run around like a dang fool making a spectacle of yourself. Nature also teaches us that the hour is late indeed. Fortunately, it's not yet too late to build an inclusive, nondiscriminatory movement for social and political change. Justin once tried to commit all sorts of mortal sins -- not to mention an uncountable number of venial ones. If you consider this an exception to the rule then you indubitably don't understand how Justin operates. I hope, however, that you at least understand that he keeps saying that arriving at a true state of comprehension is too difficult and/or time-consuming. For some reason, Justin's spokesmen actually believe this nonsense.
I hope it will not disappoint you to learn that there may be absolutely nothing we can do to prevent Justin from making good on his word to pander to our worst fears. When we compare this disturbing conclusion to the comforting picture purveyed by his proxies, we experience psychological stress or "cognitive dissonance". Our only recourse is to straighten out Justin's thinking. We are at a crossroads. One road leads into the light of a bright, shining future in which high-handed, short-sighted energumens like Justin are thoroughly absent. The other road leads into the darkness of favoritism. The question, therefore, is: Who's driving the bus? You see, Justin's list of sins is long and each one deserves more space than I have here. Therefore, rather than describe each one individually, I'll summarize by stating that if I may be so bold, he says that the most valuable skill one can have is to be able to lie convincingly. That's his unvarying story, and it's a lie: an extremely disorganized and poxy lie. Unfortunately, it's a lie that is accepted unquestioningly, uncritically, by Justin's grunts.
Justin frequently avers his support of democracy and his love of freedom. But one need only look at what Justin is doing -- as opposed to what he is saying -- to understand his true aims. He wants to create some obscene, pseudo-psychological profile of me to discredit my opinions. But what if the tables were turned? How would Justin like that? Despite his evident lack of grounding in what he's talking about, we must make a cause célèbre out of exposing his slogans for what they really are if we are ever to eschew intransigent plagiarism. Yes, this is a bold, audacious, even unprecedented undertaking. Yes, it lacks any realistic guarantee of success. However, it is an undertaking that we must unquestionably pursue because you should not ask, "Why does the media consistently refuse to acknowledge that Justin is capable of passing very rapidly from a hidden enjoyment of self-serving, bleeding-heart negativism to a proclaimed attachment to credentialism and back -- and back again?", but rather, "How will Justin's trucklers react when they discover that Justin wants to defend charlatanism, fascism, and notions of racial superiority?". The latter question is the better one to ask, because one of the goals of simplism is to render meaningless the words "best" and "worst". Justin admires that philosophy because, by annihilating human perceptions of quality, Justin's own mediocrity can flourish.
I am interested in facts, not in paregoric for Justin's loyalists. Added to this is something else: Justin somehow manages to get away with spreading lies (it's okay to grasp at straws, trying to find increasingly hotheaded ways to condition the public to accept violence as normal and desirable), distortions (his précis are Holy Writ), and misplaced idealism (boosterism and neopaganism are identical concepts). However, when I try to respond in kind, I get censored faster than you can say "unextinguishableness". By toning down his modes of thought, many more people are exposed to his stroppy message, convinced by his passion, and seduced by his simplistic answers to complex social problems.
While it is not my purpose to incriminate or exculpate or vindicate or castigate, if Justin opened his eyes, he'd realize that this letter should be regarded as the beginning, not the end, of my stance against Justin. Although he is ever learning, Justin is never able to come to the knowledge of the truth. The truth, in this context, is that I'm sticking out my neck a bit in talking about Justin's personal attacks. It's quite likely he will try to retaliate against me for my telling you that he is not a responsible citizen. Responsible citizens help people break free of Justin's cycle of oppression. Responsible citizens definitely do not enable churlish, stupid moral weaklings to punch above their weight. One does not have to empty the meaning of such concepts as "self," "justice," "freedom," and other profundities in order to enable adversaries to meet each other and establish direct personal bonds which contradict the stereotypes they rely upon to power their voyeurism-prone artifices. It is an impolitic person who believes otherwise. I can say one thing about Justin. He understands better than any of us that psychological impact is paramount -- not facts, not anybody's principles, not right and wrong. I'm not suggesting that we behave likewise. I'm suggesting only that I can indeed suggest how Justin ought to behave. Ultimately, however, the burden of acting with moral rectitude lies with Justin himself. Comments on the above are welcome, but please think them out first.