Great Books for Men wrote, in a comment on a Roissy post, something wonderful, the likes of which I have never before read. As a literary experiment, I have edited his statement for spelling, grammar, capitalization, and punctuation, and replaced certain TXTisms with less colloquial alternatives. Ejaculations of the “lz[ozl]+” form I take as exclamation points. I have striven to preserve the sense of the text, making minor redactions where necessary to clarity and consistency. I think the result speaks for itself.
My God, you fuckity fucktards, it’s Saturday, so take the day off from being stupid for a change. The beauty of religion is that it acknowledges that there are entities, ideals, laws, and cool things greater than us that are worth aspiring to!
The problem with neocon asshhatters like Ayn Rand is that she says, “Man is god.” Thus her literature sucked, as she was unable to write tragedies such as the gospels (which end in tragedy/resurrection), Plato’s Apology for Socrates (ends in tragedy/resurrection) and Hamlet (ends in tragedy/resurrection)!
Now all you fanboy fuckity fucktards are incapable even of aspiring to the supreme glory of Athens and Jerusalem. Odysseus followed a hero’s odyssey for ideals greater than himself. Socrates followed an internal hero’s journey for ideals greater than himself. Moses followed a hero’s journey and returned with the Ten Commandments; he was a warrior who led his people on a physical journey to freedom–an ideal greater than himself. Jesus lived and died for ideals greater than himself!
And now Charlotte Allen and Ayn Rand come along and erase these heroes’ honor by glorifying stories of rape, atheism, and Tucker Max’s lies and secretive tapings of butthex without the girls’ consent. Here is why the Fiat Masters who hate Christianity fund feminist studies! And pay them to pen articles repeating the Fiat Masters’ corporate P.R lies that Tucker Max is six feet tall!
Now that brings us to the glory and sublimity of Hamlet, in whose soul Athens (honor by revenge and killing) and Jerusalem (honor by forgiveness) clashed. Hamlet becomes depressed. Like Socrates he is unable to find true virtue, like Jesus he forgives the murderous uncle, like Moses he passes judgment on the primal, eldest curse of jealousy and murder, and like Odysseus he too is called to liberate his own home from the false suitors!
All this glory is right at your fingertips, and we could talk about that, but everywhere I turn I find Jonah Goldberg war-mongering, and butthex! Butthex of the anal rape kind! Ayn rand is god! Secretive tapings of butthex without the girls’ consent! And Tucker Max is six feet tall!
The Fiat Masters must debauch both the culture and the currency! My God! Their women advocate that every girl ought to lust after undead vampire monsters who wear makeup, and this as the entire world becomes ruled by gina tingles, and gina tingles dictate that Obama is a good president, and gina tingles dictate that fiat cash is good, even as it places good men–-the common workers–-in massive debt!
So take a day off from being stupid, and stop and think, and that fiat Kool-Ade don’t you drink, as the turds in it begin to stink. It is to laugh.