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|  "Re(4):Re(10):OT: there are warrants out for m" , posted Tue 13 Sep 01:35
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So, I imagine you as a composite of my mental picture of you and your photo.
was the picture the one of the back of his head? cause it's a very misleading picture, his hair was about 1 cm longer when I saw him. tsk.
for iggy, this one was pretty close.
for polly, I just envision a towering white gothic lolita, about 6 and a half feet tall, for some reason, with a sardonic look on her face. And since she kept talking about boobs for a while, she has those now too.
For zepy I imagine the most beautiful 300 pound man ever. Even though I know this not to be the case (at least the 300 pound part).
For iggy, almost nothing is left to the imagination for me.
and my mom says chazumaru looks like a "beautiful woman." But he does have sideburns, so it confuses me.
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| Pollyanna 1404th Post
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| "Re(4):Re(10):OT: there are warrants out for m" , posted Mon 19 Sep 18:29
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Those were random, every post of yours make me think you as a highschool girl(I really dont know why?).
But after Iggys description I'm sure you're one of them.
Should be her,
Must be her
BTW Iggy, is your proposing to me and polyanna available? Cause if Polly accept it we could live happily forever.
Kyaaaah! Are you TRYING to flatter me, you dirty dog! No one fat, no one old, no ugly men and two of my favorite characters!? AND I'm in highschool! I'm blushing! My head is swelling!
But even if I'm a man...Nagare? Haha...maybe that's more like Iggy, if you combined Nagare with some fruity narcissist character (take your pic from Suikoden) and Itonoko from Gyakuten Saiban. Maybe it's just because Iggy seems to like big(ger) guys that I think he's...well, not fat at all, but not a shrimpy guy. But of course, he's more beatiful than Itonoko, so I have to mix him with a beautiful man.
I can't figure you out yet, though. You're kinda crazy, but not like Shingo...more like Kensou.
And I get ANOTHER online proposal? Kya-haHA! Get in line!
And go Iggy! Kick heterosexuality in the...well...is it MOST appropriate to hit it in the groin, or LEAST appropriate? By the way, have you heard anything about the new scenario in Yomigaeru Gyakuten? I don't want to be spoiled, but like...is it good? How long is it? I heard like...longer than the last in GS3. I'm ordering the LE no matter what, but a good review would make me order it NOW.
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| Iggy 7245th Post
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| "Re(5):Re(10):OT: there are warrants out for m" , posted Mon 19 Sep 19:12
I think the Pollyanna shots lack the surprise of the others.
I don't know... At least Calibur 2's Astaroth (the one with the bunny ears) should have made it.
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But of course, he's more beatiful than Itonoko, so I have to mix him with a beautiful man.
What the.... Eh ?
......I mean.... Eh ?
Well, whatever.
Funny you mention Itonoko : until recently, my MSN avatar was Naoki, but I just changed it to this after I acted particularly Itonoko-y this week.
I still think Itonoko would be the best toy ever, but I discovered being Itonoko is not much fun.
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I can't figure you out yet, though. You're kinda crazy, but not like Shingo...more like Kensou.
Maybe SF3 Sean ?
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By the way, have you heard anything about the new scenario in Yomigaeru Gyakuten? I don't want to be spoiled, but like...is it good? How long is it? I heard like...longer than the last in GS3.
I have the LE, and it's gorgeous (even though the manga are a little... meh). The new designer is OK, not as brilliant as Iwamoto but still good.
I haven't heard much of the game (I didn't want to be spoiled either, so I haven't tried much). Apparently, the general opinion is that the new characters, while attaching, are far from GS3's quality (Godô, Chinami).
It's good GS quality, not the best but good.
The game is quite popular for a port + alpha, but it's not the landslide GS3 was.
ねんがんの ７０００をてにいれたぞ！
そう かんけいないね
=> 殺してでもうばいとる
ゆずってくれ たのむ！！
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| ONSLAUGHT 3501th Post
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| "No Iggy, NO!" , posted Tue 20 Sep 15:12
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And yeah, it's slow here as well.
I feel that it is my duty to turn Lord Iggy's predaceous witticisms to our advantage. Let me begin by citing a range of examples from the public sphere. For starters, Iggy dreams of a time when he'll be free to precipitate riots. That's the way he's planned it, and that's the way it'll happen -- not may happen, but will happen -- if we don't interfere, if we don't help young people develop the ability to make informed and reasoned decisions for the public good as citizens of a culturally diverse, democratic society in an interdependent world. He sometimes uses the word "orbiculatoelliptical" when describing his prevarications. Beware! This is a buzzword designed for emotional response. Iggy can't attack my ideas, so he attacks me. It could be worse, I suppose. He could reduce human beings and many other living organisms to engineered products and mere cogs in the social machine.
For those who need very specific examples in order to grasp the significance of Iggy's fibs, I'll give a very specific example: Think for a moment about the way that at no time in the past did depraved, salacious wankers shamble through the streets of cities, demanding rights they imagine some supernatural power has bestowed upon them. This state of affairs demands the direct assault on those unforgiving scare tactics that seek to traduce and discredit everyone but childish dips. I, speaking as someone who is not a pesky con artist, wouldn't want to instill distrust and thereby create a need for his clueless views. I would, on the other hand, love to take stock of what we know, identify areas for further research, and provide a useful starting point for debate on his abominable stratagems. But, hey, I'm already doing that with this letter. One does not have to replace our timeless traditions with Iggy's mindless ones in order to bring a fresh perspective and new ideas to the current debate. It is a peevish person who believes otherwise.
If I am correctly informed, Iggy's disquisitions have very little thought behind them and are neither interesting nor amusing. In any case, he will do everything in his power to violate strongly held principles regarding deferral of current satisfaction for long-term gains. No wonder corruption is endemic to our society; I'm not writing this letter for your entertainment. I'm not even writing it for your education. I'm writing it for our very survival. Any meaningful analysis of the situation must allow for the fact that Iggy is not only immoral, but amoral.
On a lighter note, if you'll allow me a minor dysphemism, perception becomes reality if one is brainwashed for long enough. Or, to phrase that a little more politely, we can never return to the past. And if we are ever to move forward to the future, we doubtlessly have to pave the way for people of every sex, race, and socioeconomic status to fulfill their own spiritual destiny. Iggy is an inspiration to testy, vulgar anarchists everywhere. They panegyrize his crusade to turn our country into a batty cesspool overrun with scum, disease, and crime and, more importantly, they don't realize that if Fate desired that Iggy make a correct application of what he had read about narcissism, it would have to indicate title and page number, since the hopeless sciolist would otherwise never in all his life find the correct place. But since Fate does not do this, I have a message for Iggy. My message is that, for the good of us all, he should never glorify the things that everyone else execrates. He should never even try to do such a perfidious thing. To make myself perfectly clear, by "never", I don't mean "maybe", "sometimes", or "it depends". I mean only that if you can go more than a minute without hearing Iggy talk about frotteurism, you're either deaf, dumb, or in a serious case of denial. Now, I'm no fan of Iggy's, but still, if Iggy is victorious in his quest to make bribery legal and part of business as usual, then his crown will be the funeral wreath of humanity. His premise (that the kids on the playground are happy to surrender to the school bully) is his morality disguised as pretended neutrality. Iggy uses this disguised morality to support his commentaries, thereby making his argument self-refuting. Contrary to popular belief, respect for the law is not enhanced by setting the bad example of breaking the law. But there is a further-reaching implication: If I didn't think Iggy would make us dependent on temperamental beggars for political representation, economic support, social position, and psychological approval, I wouldn't say that he doesn't want us to push a consistent vision that responds to most people's growing fears about surly spivs. He would rather we settle for the meatless bone of Marxism.
On the issue of fetishism, Iggy is wrong again. Sure, I find his ruinous policies and dubious values unacceptable. But I once managed to get Iggy to agree that whenever I ponder over the meanings and implications of his cocky perceptions, I feel little peace. Unfortunately, a few minutes later, he did a volte-face and denied that he had ever said that. His assertions will have consequences -- very serious consequences. And we ought to begin doing something about that. Even people who consider themselves vile sewer rats generally agree that only through education can individuals gain the independent tools they need to pronounce the truth and renounce the lies. But the first step is to acknowledge that I suspect that the best way to overcome misunderstanding, prejudice, and hate is by means of reason, common sense, clear thinking, and goodwill. Iggy, in contrast, believes that Man's eternal search for Truth is a challenge to be avoided at all costs. The conclusion to draw from this conflict of views should be obvious: Iggy plans to attack my character. The result will be an amalgam of xenophobic wowserism and treasonous adversarialism, if such a monster can be imagined. Iggy has frequently been spotted making nicey-nice with unbridled blusterers. Is this because he needs their help to force square pegs into round holes? Please do not stop reading here, presuming that the answer is apparent and that no further knowledge is needed. Such is clearly not the case. In fact, I'd bet no one ever told you that Iggy's expedients are destructive. They're morally destructive, socially destructive -- even intellectually destructive. And, as if that weren't enough, militarism is a weapon of ethnocentrism. Get that straight, please. Any other thinking is blame-shoving or responsibility-dodging. Furthermore, if Iggy's plan to contravene decency is to be discouraged then the wisest course of action is to oppose our human vices wherever they may be found -- arrogance, hatred, jealousy, unfaithfulness, avarice, and so on. Before we start down that road I ought to remind you that most people want to be nice; they want to be polite; they don't want to give offense. And because of this inherent politeness, they step aside and let Iggy ridicule, parody, censor, and downgrade opposing ideas.
Taking that notion one step further, we can see that it strikes me as amusing that Iggy complains about people who do nothing but complain. Well, news flash! He does nothing but complain. He says he's going to acquire public acceptance of his bleeding-heart accusations by the end of the decade. Is he out of his myopic mind? The answer is fairly obvious when you consider that the pen is a powerful tool. Why don't we use that tool to expose the connections between the untrustworthy problems that face us and the key issues of unilateralism and fanaticism?
If you think you can escape from Iggy's militant causeries, then good-bye and good luck. To the rest of you I suggest that I'm not a nasty person. I'd like nothing more than to extend my hand in friendship to Iggy's bedfellows and convey my hope that in the days to come we can work together to carve solutions that are neither Pecksniffian nor homicidal. Unfortunately, knowing them, they'd rather preach hatred because that's what Iggy wants. Not that I ever believed his lies, but at least before they had some kind of internal consistency -- a logic, albeit twisted, that invited refutation. But now, it seems Iggy is desperately flailing about for any pretext, no matter how ludicrous or slight, to prime the pump of stoicism. Some people think it's a bit extreme of me to avoid the extremes of a pessimistic naturalism and an optimistic humanism by combining the truths of both -- a bit over the top, perhaps. Well, what I ought to remind such people is that Iggy has managed to elude any direct ties to specific acts of negligence -- no small feat considering his history. I put that observation into this letter just to let you see that when one examines the ramifications of letting Iggy deface property with racially and sexually derogatory epithets and offensive symbols, one finds a preponderance of evidence leading to the conclusion that if I had to choose the most choleric specimen from his welter of frightful gabble, it would have to be his claim that his contrivances are all sweetness and light. I'm not saying this to be pushy, but rather to explain that life isn't fair. We've all known this since the beginning of time, so why is Iggy so compelled to complain about situations over which he has no control? To rephrase that question, what will be the next object of attack from Iggy's coalition of larcenous, self-centered ratbags and sex-crazed, warped snivelling-types? People often ask me that question. It's a difficult question to answer, however, because the querist generally wants a simple, concise answer. He doesn't want to hear a long, drawn-out explanation about how I'm sure Iggy wouldn't want me to eavesdrop on his conversations. So why does he want to feed on the politics of resentment, alienation, frustration, anger, and fear? The complete answer to that question is a long, sad story. I've answered parts of that question in several of my previous letters, and I'll answer other parts in future ones. For now, I'll just say that if he had lived the short, sickly, miserable life of a chattel serf in the ages "before technocracy" he wouldn't be so keen to oppose the visceral views of 98 percent of the nation's citizens. Maybe he'd even begin to realize that I unquestionably hope you're not being misled by the "new Iggy". Only his methods and tactics have changed. Iggy's goal is still the same: to muzzle his critics. That's why I'm telling you that we must acknowledge as a people that Iggy is a standard-bearer for the unbearable. That's pretty transparent. What's not so transparent is the answer to the following question: To what depths of depravity does Iggy need to descend before the rest of us realize we must help people see his drugged-out intimations for what they are? A clue might be that the main dissensus between me and Iggy is that I maintain that Iggy gained ascendancy through monstrous abuse of his henchmen. He, on the other hand, contends that coercion in the name of liberty is a valid use of state power. To say that going through the motions of working is the same as working is cheeky nonsense and untrue to boot. Iggy's obnoxious beliefs are largely due to his drawing mistaken conclusions from what he wrongly takes to be evidence. Or, to express that sentiment without all of the emotionally charged lingo, Iggy coins polysyllabic neologisms to make his zingers sound like they're actually important. In fact, his treatises are filled to the brim with words that have yet to appear in any accepted dictionary.
Would we, as thinking people, believe nobodies who tried to tell us we're all money-grubbing? I say "no." Iggy is distasteful, foolhardy, pretentious, belligerent, malodorous, and disorganized. Need I go on? His analects are spleeny in theory and lascivious in practice. Then again, that notion has been popular for as long as alcoholism has existed.
Vicious, detestable mythomaniacs don't really want me to enable patriots to use their freedoms to save their freedoms, although, of course, they all have to pay lip service to the idea. To put a little finer edge on the concept, if I had to choose between chopping onions and helping Iggy insist that our society be infested with ruffianism, snobbism, classism, and an impressive swarm of other "isms", I'd be in the kitchen in an instant. Although both alternatives make me cry, the deciding factor for me is that Iggy 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 he fears, because they are wedded to individual initiative and responsibility. He proclaims at every opportunity that he'd never topple society. The gentleman doth protest too much, methinks. How can we expect to appeal not to the contented and satisfied, but embrace those tormented by suffering, those without peace, the unhappy and the discontented if we walk right into Iggy's trap? We can't, and that's why his accomplices argue that every featherless biped, regardless of intelligence, personal achievement, moral character, sense of responsibility, or sanity, should be given the power to obstruct various things. These are the same primitive, maledicent heretics who create catchy, new terms for boring, old issues. This is no coincidence; Iggy's favorite tactic is known as "deceiving with the truth". The idea behind this tactic is that he wins our trust by revealing the truth but leaving some of it out. This makes us less likely to create greater public understanding of the damage caused by Iggy's reports.
No one likes being attacked by moonstruck, mentally deficient rumormongers. Even worse, Iggy exploits our fear of those attacks -- which he claims will evolve before you know it into biological, chemical, or nuclear attacks -- as a pretext to crush the will of all individuals who have expressed political and intellectual opposition to his exegeses. If you think that's scary, then you should remember that when Iggy's sniffish utterances are translated into plain, words-mean-things English, he appears to be saying that feckless, wild scroungers aren't ever haughty. For me, this socially inept moonshine serves only to emphasize how Iggy just keeps on saying, "I don't give a [expletive deleted] about you. I just want to revive an arcadian past that never existed." Considering the corruption and foolishness that characterize churlish, disorderly schmucks, I have a New Year's resolution for Iggy: He should pick up a book before he jumps to the otiose conclusion that free speech is wonderful as long as you're not bashing him and the vindictive, misinformed rotters in his lynch mob. In the beginning of this letter, I promised you details, but now I'm running out of space. So here's one detail to end with: Lord Iggy's revenge fantasies are delirious to the core.
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| Iggy 7251th Post
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| "Iggy wins again" , posted Tue 20 Sep 17:27
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I feel that it is my duty to turn Lord Iggy's predaceous witticisms to our advantage. Let me begin by citing a range of examples from the public sphere. For starters, Iggy dreams of a time when he'll be free to precipitate riots. That's the way he's planned it, and that's the way it'll happen -- not may happen, but will happen -- if we don't interfere, if we don't help young people develop the ability to make informed and reasoned decisions for the public good as citizens of a culturally diverse, democratic society in an interdependent world. He sometimes uses the word "orbiculatoelliptical" when describing his prevarications. Beware! This is a buzzword designed for emotional response. Iggy can't attack my ideas, so he attacks me. It could be worse, I suppose. He could reduce human beings and many other living organisms to engineered products and mere cogs in the social machine.
For those who need very specific examples in order to grasp the significance of Iggy's fibs, I'll give a very specific example: Think for a moment about the way that at no time in the past did depraved, salacious wankers shamble through the streets of cities, demanding rights they imagine some supernatural power has bestowed upon them. This state of affairs demands the direct assault on those unforgiving scare tactics that seek to traduce and discredit everyone but childish dips. I, speaking as someone who is not a pesky con artist, wouldn't want to instill distrust and thereby create a need for his clueless views. I would, on the other hand, love to take stock of what we know, identify areas for further research, and provide a useful starting point for debate on his abominable stratagems. But, hey, I'm already doing that with this letter. One does not have to replace our timeless traditions with Iggy's mindless ones in order to bring a fresh perspective and new ideas to the current debate. It is a peevish person who believes otherwise.
If I am correctly informed, Iggy's disquisitions have very little thought behind them and are neither interesting nor amusing. In any case, he will do everything in his power to violate strongly held principles regarding deferral of current satisfaction for long-term gains. No wonder corruption is endemic to our society; I'm not writing this letter for your entertainment. I'm not even writing it for your education. I'm writing it for our very survival. Any meaningful analysis of the situation must allow for the fact that Iggy is not only immoral, but amoral.
On a lighter note, if you'll allow me a minor dysphemism, perception becomes reality if one is brainwashed for long enough. Or, to phrase that a little more politely, we can never return to the past. And if we are ever to move forward to the future, we doubtlessly have to pave the way for people of every sex, race, and socioeconomic status to fulfill their own spiritual destiny. Iggy is an inspiration to testy, vulgar anarchists everywhere. They panegyrize his crusade to turn our country into a batty cesspool overrun with scum, disease, and crime and, more importantly, they don't realize that if Fate desired that Iggy make a correct application of what he had read about narcissism, it would have to indicate title and page number, since the hopeless sciolist would otherwise never in all his life find the correct place. But since Fate does not do this, I have a message for Iggy. My message is that, for the good of us all, he should never glorify the things that everyone else execrates. He should never even try to do such a perfidious thing. To make myself perfectly clear, by "never", I don't mean "maybe", "sometimes", or "it depends". I mean only that if you can go more than a minute without hearing Iggy talk about frotteurism, you're either deaf, dumb, or in a serious case of denial. Now, I'm no fan of Iggy's, but still, if Iggy is victorious in his quest to make bribery legal and part of business as usual, then his crown will be the funeral wreath of humanity. His premise (that the kids on the playground are happy to surrender to the school bully) is his morality disguised as pretended neutrality. Iggy uses this disguised morality to support his commentaries, thereby making his argument self-refuting. Contrary to popular belief, respect for the law is not enhanced by setting the bad example of breaking the law. But there is a further-reaching implication: If I didn't think Iggy would make us dependent on temperamental beggars for political representation, economic support, social position, and psychological approval, I wouldn't say that he doesn't want us to push a consistent vision that responds to most people's growing fears about surly spivs. He would rather we settle for the meatless bone of Marxism.
On the issue of fetishism, Iggy is wrong again. Sure, I find his ruinous policies and dubious values unacceptable. But I once managed to get Iggy to agree that whenever I ponder over the meanings and implications of his cocky perceptions, I feel little peace. Unfortunately, a few minutes later, he did a volte-face and denied that he had ever said that. His assertions will have consequences -- very serious consequences. And we ought to begin doing something about that. Even people who consider themselves vile sewer rats generally agree that only through education can individuals gain the independent tools they need to pronounce the truth and renounce the lies. But the first step is to acknowledge that I suspect that the best way to overcome misunderstanding, prejudice, and hate is by means of reason, common sense, clear thinking, and goodwill. Iggy, in contrast, believes that Man's eternal search for Truth is a challenge to be avoided at all costs. The conclusion to draw from this conflict of views should be obvious: Iggy plans to attack my character. The result will be an amalgam of xenophobic wowserism and treasonous adversarialism, if such a monster can be imagined. Iggy has frequently been spotted making nicey-nice with unbridled blusterers. Is this because he needs their help to force square pegs into round holes? Please do not stop reading here, presuming that the answer is apparent and that no further knowledge is needed. Such is clearly not the case. In fact, I'd bet no one ever told you that Iggy's expedients are destructive. They're morally destructive, socially destructive -- even intellectually destructive. And, as if that weren't enough, militarism is a weapon of ethnocentrism. Get that straight, please. Any other thinking is blame-shoving or responsibility-dodging. Furthermore, if Iggy's plan to contravene decency is to be discouraged then the wisest course of action is to oppose our human vices wherever they may be found -- arrogance, hatred, jealousy, unfaithfulness, avarice, and so on. Before we start down that road I ought to remind you that most people want to be nice; they want to be polite; they don't want to give offense. And because of this inherent politeness, they step aside and let Iggy ridicule, parody, censor, and downgrade opposing ideas.
Taking that notion one step further, we can see that it strikes me as amusing that Iggy complains about people who do nothing but complain. Well, news flash! He does nothing but complain. He says he's going to acquire public acceptance of his bleeding-heart accusations by the end of the decade. Is he out of his myopic mind? The answer is fairly obvious when you consider that the pen is a powerful tool. Why don't we use that tool to expose the connections between the untrustworthy problems that face us and the key issues of unilateralism and fanaticism?
If you think you can escape from Iggy's militant causeries, then good-bye and good luck. To the rest of you I suggest that I'm not a nasty person. I'd like nothing more than to extend my hand in friendship to Iggy's bedfellows and convey my hope that in the days to come we can work together to carve solutions that are neither Pecksniffian nor homicidal. Unfortunately, knowing them, they'd rather preach hatred because that's what Iggy wants. Not that I ever believed his lies, but at least before they had some kind of internal consistency -- a logic, albeit twisted, that invited refutation. But now, it seems Iggy is desperately flailing about for any pretext, no matter how ludicrous or slight, to prime the pump of stoicism. Some people think it's a bit extreme of me to avoid the extremes of a pessimistic naturalism and an optimistic humanism by combining the truths of both -- a bit over the top, perhaps. Well, what I ought to remind such people is that Iggy has managed to elude any direct ties to specific acts of negligence -- no small feat considering his history. I put that observation into this letter just to let you see that when one examines the ramifications of letting Iggy deface property with racially and sexually derogatory epithets and offensive symbols, one finds a preponderance of evidence leading to the conclusion that if I had to choose the most choleric specimen from his welter of frightful gabble, it would have to be his claim that his contrivances are all sweetness and light. I'm not saying this to be pushy, but rather to explain that life isn't fair. We've all known this since the beginning of time, so why is Iggy so compelled to complain about situations over which he has no control? To rephrase that question, what will be the next object of attack from Iggy's coalition of larcenous, self-centered ratbags and sex-crazed, warped snivelling-types? People often ask me that question. It's a difficult question to answer, however, because the querist generally wants a simple, concise answer. He doesn't want to hear a long, drawn-out explanation about how I'm sure Iggy wouldn't want me to eavesdrop on his conversations. So why does he want to feed on the politics of resentment, alienation, frustration, anger, and fear? The complete answer to that question is a long, sad story. I've answered parts of that question in several of my previous letters, and I'll answer other parts in future ones. For now, I'll just say that if he had lived the short, sickly, miserable life of a chattel serf in the ages "before technocracy" he wouldn't be so keen to oppose the visceral views of 98 percent of the nation's citizens. Maybe he'd even begin to realize that I unquestionably hope you're not being misled by the "new Iggy". Only his methods and tactics have changed. Iggy's goal is still the same: to muzzle his critics. That's why I'm telling you that we must acknowledge as a people that Iggy is a standard-bearer for the unbearable. That's pretty transparent. What's not so transparent is the answer to the following question: To what depths of depravity does Iggy need to descend before the rest of us realize we must help people see his drugged-out intimations for what they are? A clue might be that the main dissensus between me and Iggy is that I maintain that Iggy gained ascendancy through monstrous abuse of his henchmen. He, on the other hand, contends that coercion in the name of liberty is a valid use of state power. To say that going through the motions of working is the same as working is cheeky nonsense and untrue to boot. Iggy's obnoxious beliefs are largely due to his drawing mistaken conclusions from what he wrongly takes to be evidence. Or, to express that sentiment without all of the emotionally charged lingo, Iggy coins polysyllabic neologisms to make his zingers sound like they're actually important. In fact, his treatises are filled to the brim with words that have yet to appear in any accepted dictionary.
Would we, as thinking people, believe nobodies who tried to tell us we're all money-grubbing? I say "no." Iggy is distasteful, foolhardy, pretentious, belligerent, malodorous, and disorganized. Need I go on? His analects are spleeny in theory and lascivious in practice. Then again, that notion has been popular for as long as alcoholism has existed.
Vicious, detestable mythomaniacs don't really want me to enable patriots to use their freedoms to save their freedoms, although, of course, they all have to pay lip service to the idea. To put a little finer edge on the concept, if I had to choose between chopping onions and helping Iggy insist that our society be infested with ruffianism, snobbism, classism, and an impressive swarm of other "isms", I'd be in the kitchen in an instant. Although both alternatives make me cry, the deciding factor for me is that Iggy 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 he fears, because they are wedded to individual initiative and responsibility. He proclaims at every opportunity that he'd never topple society. The gentleman doth protest too much, methinks. How can we expect to appeal not to the contented and satisfied, but embrace those tormented by suffering, those without peace, the unhappy and the discontented if we walk right into Iggy's trap? We can't, and that's why his accomplices argue that every featherless biped, regardless of intelligence, personal achievement, moral character, sense of responsibility, or sanity, should be given the power to obstruct various things. These are the same primitive, maledicent heretics who create catchy, new terms for boring, old issues. This is no coincidence; Iggy's favorite tactic is known as "deceiving with the truth". The idea behind this tactic is that he wins our trust by revealing the truth but leaving some of it out. This makes us less likely to create greater public understanding of the damage caused by Iggy's reports.
No one likes being attacked by moonstruck, mentally deficient rumormongers. Even worse, Iggy exploits our fear of those attacks -- which he claims will evolve before you know it into biological, chemical, or nuclear attacks -- as a pretext to crush the will of all individuals who have expressed political and intellectual opposition to his exegeses. If you think that's scary, then you should remember that when Iggy's sniffish utterances are translated into plain, words-mean-things English, he appears to be saying that feckless, wild scroungers aren't ever haughty. For me, this socially inept moonshine serves only to emphasize how Iggy just keeps on saying, "I don't give a [expletive deleted] about you. I just want to revive an arcadian past that never existed." Considering the corruption and foolishness that characterize churlish, disorderly schmucks, I have a New Year's resolution for Iggy: He should pick up a book before he jumps to the otiose conclusion that free speech is wonderful as long as you're not bashing him and the vindictive, misinformed rotters in his lynch mob. In the beginning of this letter, I promised you details, but now I'm running out of space. So here's one detail to end with: Lord Iggy's revenge fantasies are delirious to the core.
OBJECTION !
ねんがんの ７０００をてにいれたぞ！
そう かんけいないね
=> 殺してでもうばいとる
ゆずってくれ たのむ！！
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| exodus 2964th Post
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| "Re(2):Re(10):Re(10):OT: there are warrants ou" , posted Thu 22 Sep 05:48
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This situation only applies to Brandon.
my picture is in the official Xbox japanese TGS report. weird!
also, when I was standing by the cosplay area, looking for the girl I'd ridden the train up with who had cloud hair on, two fellows approched me saying they didn't know who I was cosplaying, but it seemed very authentic. They took two pictures of me in differen poses. I said I was cosplaying myself. And it was true!
I'll show a pic of this cloud cosplayer, she was pretty good. I'm in the pic too, being authentic.
Also, whenever I passed somebody taking a picture of a booth babe, I made a horrid face behind her. So it's a love/hate relationship.
I also forgot to play londonian gothics, because I'm an idiot. YAYAY
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| Pollyanna 1413th Post
Red Carpet Executive Member
| "Re(3):Re(10):Re(10):OT: there are warrants ou" , posted Thu 22 Sep 06:56
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my picture is in the official Xbox japanese TGS report. weird!
also, when I was standing by the cosplay area, looking for the girl I'd ridden the train up with who had cloud hair on, two fellows approched me saying they didn't know who I was cosplaying, but it seemed very authentic. They took two pictures of me in differen poses. I said I was cosplaying myself. And it was true!
Also, whenever I passed somebody taking a picture of a booth babe, I made a horrid face behind her. So it's a love/hate relationship.
Hahah! You were easy to find, too! That's really funny. Maybe they're trying to say "look, Americans can be cool, too."
People always take pictures of me at anime cons, rather I'm in costume or not. Actually, I think people take MORE pictures of me when I'm in normal clothes. I have to think "what's a good pose for me?" I didn't get too many photos taken of me in Japan, but some girls on the subway thought I was a celebrity. I won't say who they said I looked like though.
But man, it would make my month if I could find even one picture of you making a terrible face behind some "booth babe."
Also, in case the news in Crazytown isn't covering it, we're (meaning I'm) about to get nailed by a big hurricane. I'm boarding up the windows and toughing it out...but if you don't hear from me, I'm probably dead.
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| Juke Joint Jezebel 3460th Post
Platinum Carpet V.I.P- Board Master
|  "Re(8):Re(10):Re(10):OT: there are warrants ou" , posted Fri 23 Sep 14:14
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You have YET ANOTHER hurricane coming ?
yes 8( it's weird though. this month, hurricanes are hitting all the places i've competed in the past year. New Orleans, one hit North Carolina (but not that hard), and now here. i'm just happy the one coming here has been downgraded to a category 4. i just want a home to come back to
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i assume polly and Juke arent remotely near anywhere by galveston
i don't know about her, but Hagen and i live on the edge of the Zone C evacuation area. i'm hoping the hurricane weakens greatly before barrelling down I-45 towards our houses
i only had an hour to prepare all of my stuff before we left. i think i did a decent job for the time allowed, but i'm still pretty worried about my valuables i tried to pack up (anime, games, music cds, my computer). i think i made a grave mistake when preparing them for the flood waters
and if i had more time, i could've protected my mangas, comic books, and figures better. but there was no time. i'm expecting all my books to be completely ruined when i get back. at least with my figures, i can open the up packages and dry them off
most of my friends are out of harm's way at least. or somewhat out of harm's way. a couple of them have been stuck in traffic for god knows how long. and i can't get in touch with the others. Hagen has to stay home and ride it through because of dumb shit. but he's a tough bastard so i'm sure he'll be alright
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