Author: Curt Doolittle

ROASTED SWAN.

—***Swans are best served thoroughly roasted, so that all the internal parasites are guaranteed to be dead.***—

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Here is the thing kiddies.

Greg isn’t ‘outing’ me. I write 10-20k words a day on how libertines like yourselves are just free riders begging for liberty by means of ridicule and wishful thinking rather than organizing and using violence to prevent predation upon us.

I shout it from the rooftops: I’m restoring libertarianism to aristocracy where it originated, and pointing the accusatory finger of excuse-making-free-rider begging for liberty-by-permission at folks like you.

I’m open about restoring violence to liberty. No one is ‘outing’ me unless they’re just hiding under a left-libertine rock somewhere.

The only method of possessing liberty is force. FOrce is a neutral construct. One can use force to construct property rights, and one can use force do destroy or prevent the formation of property rights.

The question is not whether we use force, it is whether we use force (and numbers) to impose our will in favor of property rights, or whether we gossip and shame like a bunch of schoolgirls and old jewish men for permission to pretend we live in a condition of liberty.

There is only one source of liberty: the use of violence, boycott, ostracization, and threat, to construct rule of law, using the common law, with universal standing, under natural law – meaning the total prohibition of the imposition of costs upon that which others have obtained by homesteading, or productive, fully informed, warrantied, voluntary transfer, limited to externality of the same.

( And to “pull a Kinsella”, it’s not like I haven’t had an absurdly successful life – despite three major illnesses. And I’m rich, hella-better looking, and have hella-better looking women. And live a hella-better life. 　 )

I eat whiners like greg with my poached eggs on toast, arabica bean cappucino, and freshly squeezed orange juice.

Why: Cause I’m a big-boy not a pussy that hasn’t made it out of intellectual puberty.

You see, in my aristocratic world, it’s immoral to let losers use deceit (ridicule) as a substitute for truth. So it’s my job, and the job of all men of character, to cleanse the commons of the intellectually, emotionally, morally, and politically, infantilized.

The correct response (Greg) to my statement “I own that I am difficult to understand” was not to return ridicule, but to respond in kind. In other words, to engage in the moral principle of reciprocity without which no voluntary exchange of information exists.

But instead you demonstrate that you are a free-rider in argument as well.

I am very good at what I do. If it is not useful for you then that is understandable. But if you initiate aggression against me – as you have done – then I must, as a moral man, defeat you.

Which won’t exactly tax me. Why? ‘Cause you’re just another adopter of jewish-marxist- cosmopolitan gossip, psychologizing, rallying and shaming.

In ethic and in argument you’re just a jewish-libertine free riding on the warriors, sheriff’s, and judges that make your pathetic whining existence possible.

You’re a script-kiddie to a hacker. A child in halloween costume vs a roman general. A star wars character to a homeric hero.

And the only response you can make is the feminine one: turn your head and shame to show your disapproval like a little school girl.

You see. You don’t get it. Every swing you take at me is an opportunity to proselytize, and demonstrate the difference between your femininity and my masculinity.

STRATEGY:

1) Return the ridicule.

2) Return to the central premise.

3) Repeat.

Truth is tedious but in the end we win. Why? Even stupid people are not all that stupid. They eventually cognate through repetition, what they formerly intuited. This is why advertising works.

If any of Greg’s readers want to upgrade to the adult table, I welcome you. We serve meat and potatoes argument. Not rallying and shaming of little girls.

Now I know that Greg is trying to play his girl-game. But the fact is, apologies are accepted. Strategic error is forgivable.

Curt.

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