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Perth wrote:do you always do as you're told?
sweet.

I have a few points of contention with Mr. Perth. There are a number of reasons Mr. Perth isn't telling us as to why he wants to organize a whispering campaign against me.

In this post, I will expose those reasons one-by-one, on the principle that I wouldn't judge his collaborators too harshly. Lakeside et al are undoubtedly just cannon fodder for Mr. Perth's plot to extirpate the very things I cherish. I note in passing that the law is not just a moral stance. It is the consensus of society on our minimum standards of behavior. Of course, in a discussion of this type, one should definitely mention that Mr. Perth has stated that his ethics are all sweetness and light. That's just pure sexism. Yet we don’t even know from his mono moniker which way his gender lies. A Cohenite or Coenista?

Well, in Mr. Perth's case, it might be pure ignorance, seeing that if I had my druthers, Mr. Perth would never have had the opportunity to attack the critical realism and impassive objectivity that are the central epistemological foundations of the scientific worldview. As it stands, Mr. Perth wants us to believe that we can solve all of our problems by giving him lots of money. We might as well toss that money down a well, because we'll never see it again.

What we will see, however, is that Mr. Perth has no real regard for other people's rights, privacy, or sanity. If you find that fact distressing then you should help me convince baleful, passive-aggressive shirkers of one sort or another to stop supporting Mr. Perth and tolerating his disruptive posts to this Forum devoted to the World Takeover by Leonard Cohen.

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 if Mr. Perth is going to malign and traduce me, then he should at least have the self-respect to remind himself of a few things: First, his sole aspiration is apparently to make me the target of a constant, consistent, systematic, sustained campaign of attacks. And second, every so often, you'll see him lament, flog himself, cry mea culpa for seeking to turn once-flourishing forums into zones of violence, decay, and moral disregard, and vow never again to be so logorrheic. Sadly, he/she always reverts to his old behavior immediately afterwards, making me think that he insists that his warnings are not worth getting outraged about. This is a rather strong notion from someone who knows so little about the subject. His idea of good Cohen music is Death of a Ladies Man!

Of all of Mr. Perth's exaggerations and incorrect comparisons, one in particular stands out: "Mr. Perth would sooner give up money, fame, power, and happiness than perform a confused act." I don't know where he came up with this, but his statement is dead wrong. If he gets his way, I might very well abandon all hope. We will have to become much more vigilant to ensure that Mr. Perth doesn't feature simplistic answers to complex problems. I hope that his snow jobs were intended as a joke, although they're not very funny if they were. If one accepts the framework I've laid out here, it follows that his argument that my bitterness at him is merely the latent projection of libidinal energy stemming from self-induced anguish is hopelessly flawed and entirely circuitous. Mr. Perth exhibits an air of superiority. You realize, of course, that that's really just a defense mechanism to cover up his obvious inferiority.

It is deeply unfortunate that disrespectful mafia dons demand the advantages other people have earned without the disadvantages, like having to earn them, since he yields to the mammalian desire to assert individuality by attracting attention. Unfortunately, for Mr. Perth, "attract attention" usually implies "needle and wheedle ophidian bloodsuckers into his faction". He may dupe his encomiasts into believing that he can provide financial support to backwards banana republics and their blockish dictators and get away with it right after he reads this letter. Let him. In the immediate years ahead, I will justify condemnation, constructive criticism, and ridicule of Mr. Perth and his voluble double standards. Actually, he likes to alter, rewrite, or ignore past events to make them consistent with his current "reality". Such activity can flourish only in the dark, however. If you drag it into the open, Mr. Perth and his spokesmen will run for cover, like cockroaches in a dirty kitchen when the light is turned on suddenly during the night. That's why we must provide an antidote to contemporary manifestations of crafty diabolism.

Nevertheless, he will probably respond to this post just like he responds to all criticism. He will put me down as "depraved" or "unbridled". That's his standard troll answer to everyone who says or writes anything about him except the most fawning praise. As long as the beer keeps flowing and the paychecks keep coming, Mr. Perth's cronies don't really care that after enduring a barrage of his jealous anecdotes, one normally experiences intense levels of stress, difficulty sleeping, and anxiety about one's physical safety as well as one's career. If you doubt this, just ask around. The salient point here is that there are some simple truths in this world.

First, Mr. Perth's slurs are not so much a nationalist as a neo-imperialist attempt to produce precisely the alienation and conflict needed to institutionalize sex discrimination by requiring different standards of protection and behavior for men and women. Second, he has a hidden agenda. And finally, he is too silly to read the writing on the wall. This writing warns that whatever your age, you now have only one choice. That choice is between a democratic, peace-loving regime that, you hope, may build a better world, a cleaner world, a safer world, and a saner world and, as the alternative, the bleeding-heart and uncouth dirigisme currently being forced upon us by Mr. Perth. Choose carefully, because I do not find perversions that are xenophobic, clumsy, and drossy to be "funny". Maybe I lack a sense of humor, but maybe I am tired of hearing or reading that obscurity, evasiveness, incomprehensibility, indirectness, and ambiguity are marks of depth and brilliance. You know that that is simply not true.

One might conclude that Mr. Perth's rise to localised Coehn power was not accomplished without a fair amount of backstabbing, skulduggery, and unanticipated and unpredictable reversals of fortune. Alternatively, one might conclude that Mr. Perth's confreres form a nefarious organization devoted to harassment and barratry. In either case, I receive a great deal of correspondence from people all over the world. And one of the things that impresses me about it is the massive number of people who realize that if we are to oppose our human vices wherever they may be found -- arrogance, hatred, jealousy, unfaithfulness, avarice, and so on -- then we must be guided by a healthy and progressive ideology, not by the soulless and sordid ideologies that Mr. Perth promotes.

All that we have achieved may now be lost, if not in the bright flames of mandarinism, then in the dense smoke of the fickle exegeses promoted by the worst classes of demented propagandists I've ever seen. Joan of Arc indeed! This much is clear: I normally prefer to listen than to speak. I would, however, like to remind Mr. Perth that in his flimflams, unilateralism is witting and unremitting, disorderly and pathological. He revels in it, rolls in it, and uses it to impose conniving new restrictions on society just to satisfy some sort of grumpy drive for power.

The end.

Thank the Lord!

I've been debating with myself over the last few minutes whether or not I should write this post in response to Perth's last rambling nonsense.. Obviously, I outvoted myself and wrote it. I can inform each of you that reads this missive that it is not just Cohen but his bourgeois acolytes and spittle-dogs like Perth that I will never cease to campaign against.

I concluded I absolutely had to tell you that questions of Mr. Perth's motivation and intent are compelling. Let's review the errors in Mr. Perth's statements in order. First, no clear-thinking individual would have the temerity to abandon me on a desert island. It would be bad enough if his goombahs were merely trying to dupe his cronies into believing that he is as innocent as a newborn lamb. But their attempts to promulgate partisan prejudice against others are just plain contemptible. And I don’t mean the Partisan who has posted Heretic views here oftentime.

I will dedicate the rest of my life to my efforts to respond to his opuscula. Am I aware of how Mr. Perth will react when he reads that last sentence? Yes. Do I care? No, because he is not as obnoxious or ophidian as you might think. He's more so. Actually, I would indubitably like to comment on his attempt to associate heathenism with anarchism. There is no association. A great many of us don't want Mr. Perth to spawn delusions of sectarianism's resplendence. But we feel a prodigious societal pressure to smile, to be nice, and not to object to his parasitic teachings.

As long as the beer keeps flowing and the paychecks keep coming, his dupes don't really care that we must build an inclusive, nondiscriminatory movement for social and political change. To do anything else, and I do mean anything else, is a complete waste of time.

I could tell Mr. Perth that his cringers fail to recognize that the quest to support hostile Cohenistas known for human rights abuses, wrongful imprisonment, and slavery is the true inner kernel of his philosophy, insofar as this figment of a careless brain can be designated a "philosophy", although he obviously doesn't care.

I could tell him that he should have been removed from the gene pool before he had a chance to contaminate it, but he wouldn't believe me. He probably also doesn't care that there is an inherent contradiction between his vapid, disruptive form of denominationalism and basic human rights.

So let me appeal to whatever small semblance of reason Mr. Perth may be capable of when I tell him that if he doesn't like it here, then perhaps he should go elsewhere. His contribuution to this forum is a grain of sand in the desert.

Help me provide a positive, confident, and assertive vision of humanity's future and our role in it. Join your hands with mine in this, the one of the great causes of our time. Capatalism is the Cohen of the music scene. Perth is the canine excrement on Cohen's shoe.

Dear Daniel,
"Capitalism", not "Capatalism"(sic).
One suggestion: perhaps your thread would be best served on the "Comments and Questions" section of the forum. That way it wouldn't be cluttered by the amateur poets whose offerings pollute these pages.
That way also, you would be able to give free rein to your thoughts and feelings.
Andrew.

*Yawn*

In this post, I plan to discuss Mr. Yawn Perth's foolhardy, ridiculous belief systems quite extensively. Note that the details aren't pleasant. In fact, they're shocking. But I suspect that people who don't know what Mr. Perth is up to certainly need to be shocked. Permit me this forum to rant. His recent “yawn” repsonse exposed him as worthless.

Mark my words: I would sooner let him force me to choke to death than become one of his flunkies. But there's the rub; most of you reading this post have your hearts in the right place. You have simply been deceived over the years by Leonard Cohen and his little idiot defenders like Perth.

Now follow your hearts with actions. If we don't appeal not to the contented and satisfied, but embrace those tormented by suffering, those without peace, the unhappy and the discontented right now, then Mr. Perth's put-downs will soon start to metastasize until they subordinate principles of fairness to less admirable criteria.


Let me mention again that Mr. Perth spouts a lot of numbers whenever he wants to make a point. He then subjectively interprets those numbers to support his insults while ignoring the fact that his dupes are unified under a common goal. That goal is to legitimate irresponsibility, laziness, and infidelity.

For the most part, ignoring the substance of my posts can be considered an admission of guilt on Mr. Perth's part. Still, I truly dislike Mr. Perth. Likes or dislikes, however, are irrelevant to observed facts, such as that Mr. Perth coins polysyllabic neologisms to make his stratagems sound like they're actually important.

In fact, his posts on this forum have never said anything of substance nor advanced Human Understanding to the slightest degree. By studying his posts, students can observe firsthand the consequences of having a mind consumed with paranoia, fear, hatred, and ignorance.

Okay, I've written enough for one post, so let me just finish by saying that Mr. Yawn Perth wants to become an intellectual without the hardship of study and serious thought.

O love, aren't you tired yet?

Linda.

Shut up Linda.
I'll handle this!

Holy Man! Was that fast! What are you? Hunched over your computer? Oh, you don't have one, sorry, I forgot.

Daniel Harmisson, isn't objective. Far from it. Every legitimate point that I've made has been skipped over and blatently ignored. Never mind that this latest fight was started by Linda Lakeside, never once have I seen a retraction, an apology, or even a confirmation of any wrong doing by 'that' woman! Oh and let's not forget how one innocent comment started this storm of accusations and dirty campaign of character assasination. Yeah, you go right ahead and give it your best shot, it's not going to work however, because I'm not going to react as hoped. And another thing, I had to laugh when poor deluded Andrew McGeever, made a comment about the poets, he obviously has personal problems with them, but that in itself doesn't make using sarcasm any less hypocritical, nor does his history here [on the forum] justify the end according to those who would judge Leonard Cohen on the same grounds.

When oh when will my reign of tyranny come to an end?

Linda.

What would I do without Mr. Perth to provide me with a non-stop source of conceited "compromises" to complain about? Before I start, however, I should state that to understand what Mr. Perth's particularly unimaginative form of authoritarianism has encompassed as a movement and as a system of rule, we have to look at its historical context and development as a form of prodigal politics that first arose in early twentieth-century Europe in response to rapid social upheaval, the devastation of World War I, and the Bolshevik Revolution. Despite his evident lack of grounding in what he's talking about, we can divide his memoranda into three categories: uncouth, deceitful, and slimy. In the same way that he demonstrates this in his “efforts” on this Forum, so you can be sure he showboats in “real life”.
It's not uncommon for him to speak with authority on subjects he clearly knows nothing about. Have you ever herad him contribute a word of substance about Cohen or about poetry?
I will keep on saying it until he stops trying to let truculent airheads run rampant through the streets. His malignant past resonates in his current apologues. No joke.
Make special note of that point, because Mr. Perth's confreres all have serious personal problems. In fact, the way he keeps them loyal to him is by encouraging and exacerbating these problems rather than by helping to overcome them. What is Mr. Perth's current objective? As usual, there are multiple objectives:
• to scar little children's self-image,
• to destroy our sense of safety in the places we ordinarily imagine we can flee to, and
• to break down traditional values.

He confuses and confabulates, a singer is not apolitician. An air guitar is not an air-head.
I don't mean to imply that I still wish briefly to take a position on the question as to what extent Mr. Perth and his vassals are blossoms on the upas tree of alarmism, but it's true, nonetheless. He truly believes that he answers to no one. I hope you realize that that's just a materialistic pipe dream from a primitive pipe, and that in the real world, Mr. Perth's snow jobs are a load of bunk.

I use this delightfully pejorative term, "bunk" because if Fate desired that Mr. Perth make a correct application of what he had read about neocolonialism, it would have to indicate title and page number, since the misinformed fool would otherwise never in all his life find the correct place.


But since Fate does not do this, it would be wrong to imply that Mr. Perth is involved in some kind of conspiracy to promote the grungy hariolations of bloody-minded wonks. It would be wrong because his dissertations are far beyond the conspiracy stage. Not only that, but his chums suspect that "mediocrity and normalcy are ideal virtues." First off, that's a lousy sentence. If they had written that Mr. Perth considers it his calling to preach the gospel of absenteeism to every living creature, then that quote would have had more validity.

As it stands, Mr. Perth's artifices are based on hate. Hate, Pyrrhonism, and an intolerance of another viewpoint, another way of life. Logorrheic nitwits (like Mr. Perth) are not born -- they are excreted. However unsavory that metaphor may be, Mr. Perth seeks scapegoats for his own shortcomings by blaming the easiest target he can find, that is, destructive twits, anyone who has a different favorite CD of Cohen’s is automatically a “fool”, he claims.
Since their emergence on the stage of history, closed-minded publishers of hate literature have been a parasitic growth on the stem of true citizens. While this lighthearted statement adds sorely needed humor to an otherwise tense situation, the reservoir from which he draws his hired goons is primarily the masses of birdbrained fastidious-types. To cap that off, he maliciously defames and damagingly misrepresents everyone and everything around him. There's a word for that: libel.
Mr. Perth can't fool me. I've met noisome swaggerers before, so I know that if Mr. Perth believes that censorship could benefit us, then it's obvious why he thinks that black is white and night is day. I have seen and heard enough.
Now, it is time to point out the glaring contradiction between his idealized view of favoritism and reality. Maybe it's not fair to call Mr. Perth's apostles, who are legion, "abominable" just because they advertise "magical" diets and bogus weight-loss pills, but remember that ignorance is bliss. This may be why Mr. Perth's henchmen are generally all smiles.
Mr. Perth has always promoted the trendiest causes, the causes that all of the important people promote. He sits back and snipes on this Forum but his contributions are hot air and cold piffle.

Name the best poem he has ever posted here and it won’t take you long to realise that he is a Cohen plant sent to spy for his Master.

That proves that Mr. Perth has announced his intentions to lock people up for reading the "wrong" sorts of books or listening to the "wrong" classes of music. While doing so may earn Mr. Perth a gold star from the mush-for-brains sectarianism crowd, he sometimes uses the word "pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis" when describing his smear tactics. Beware! This is a buzzword designed for emotional response.

Technically, words cannot convey the hurt and despair that I and so many others feel for those who were personally attacked by Mr. Perth. There's nothing controversial about that view. It's a fact, pure and simple. It was a fact long before anyone realized that Mr. Perth has been trying for some time to convince people that freedom must be abolished in order for people to be more secure and comfortable. Don't believe his hype!

Mr. Perth has just been offering that line as a means to work hand-in-glove with the most fickle nebbishes you'll ever see. I feel no more personal hatred for him than I might feel for a herd of wild animals or a cluster of poisonous reptiles. One does not hate those whose souls can exude no spiritual warmth; one pities them. I once overheard Mr. Perth say something quite astonishing. Are you strapped in? Mr. Perth said that he could do a gentler and fairer job of running the world than anyone else. Can you believe that? At least his statement made me realize that his lieutenants are unified under a common goal. That goal is to burn books and destory the works of Robert Zimmerman. Jealousy speaking by any chance?

We ignore him at our own peril. This applies first and foremost to a group under whose semi-intelligible brand of narcissism the whole of honest humanity is suffering: disreputable, iconoclastic authoritarians. When Mr. Perth says that we have no reason to be fearful about the criminally violent trends in our society today and over the past ten to fifteen years, that's just a load of spucatum tauri. Leaving aside the behavior of other obtuse pissants, Mr. Perth is like a stray pigeon.

Pigeons are too self-absorbed to care about anyone else. They poo on people they don't like; they poo on people they don't even know. The only real difference between Mr. Perth and a pigeon is that Mr. Perth intends to introduce changes without testing them first. That's why I have a dream, a mission, a set path that I would like to travel down. Specifically, my goal is to transform our culture of war and violence into a culture of peace and nonviolence. Of course, he has warned us that some day, loquacious bottom-feeders will open the gates of hell. If you think about it, you'll realize that his warning is a self-fulfilling prophecy in the sense that it is more than a purely historical question to ask, "How did his reign of terror start?" or even the more urgent question, "How might it end?". No, we must ask, "What happened to his common sense?" Well, once you begin to see the light, you'll realize that his pronouncements are based on two fundamental errors. They assume that the worst kinds of filthy kooks there are are more deserving of honor than our nation's war heroes. And they promote the mistaken idea that he is always being misrepresented and/or persecuted. Mr. Perth is not a responsible citizen. Responsible citizens prescribe a course of action. Responsible citizens surely do not befuddle the public and make sin seem like merely a sophisticated fashion.
I wouldn't waste my time trying to explain a few facets of this confusing world around us if his allegations weren't parroted by so many vexatious used-car salesmen. Think about it, and I'm sure you'll agree with me. There is a problem here. A large, useless, barbaric problem.
I seethe with anger whenever I think about Mr. Perth's stubborn reinterpretations of musical and poetic events. And here, I feel, lies a clue to the intellectual vacuum so gapingly apparent in Mr. Perth's vaporings. Let's look at the facts. First, our attempts to defy Mr. Perth have so far served only as a divertissement for Mr. Perth and his bootlickers. Second, Mr. Perth would have you believe that vandalism is a viable and vital objective for our nation's educational institutions. And finally, my prayers go out to everyone who was hurt by him. As long as I live, I will be shouting this truth from rooftops and doing everything I can to sound the bugle of liberty.

As we all know, the cure for corruption, conspiracy, and treason must start by exposing the problem to people who care and are not themselves corrupted. His ideological colors may have changed over the time he has been posting here.

Nevertheless, Mr. Perth's core principle has remained the same: to violate his pledge not to make bribery legal and part of business as usual. If you don't believe me, then note that if I withheld my feelings on this matter, I'd be no less squalid than Mr. Perth.

The costs of his plans for the future outweigh their benefits. Whatever weight we accord to that fact, we may be confident that someone has to be willing to counteract the subtle, but pervasive, social message that says that my bitterness at him is merely the latent projection of libidinal energy stemming from self-induced anguish. Even if it's not polite to do so. Even if it hurts a lot of people's feelings. Even if everyone else is pretending that all it takes to solve our social woes are shotgun marriages, heavy-handed divorce laws, and a return to some mythical 1950s Shangri-la. I might add:

There is no place in this country where we are safe from Mr. Perth's thralls, or others like him. There is no place where we are not targeted for hatred and attack. In closing, we must work together to derail Mr. Perth's fork-tongued little schemes. Together, we can make a difference. Forever and always.

Mr Perth is like an Idiot Savant but entirely without the “savant”

Could you give us a little more background information, please. Perhaps starting with the industrial revolution? Maybe the ice age? That would pretty much cover it all, I think.

Thanking you in advance for your insightful and informative contribution to these pages.

Your faithful admirer,
Linda.

PS: Has a pigeon ever pooed on you? I don't think one has ever had the bad manners to poo on me.

Thank you, once more.

Linda.