Monday, March 18, 2019

TSeries Complaint Letter #3029

I've wanted for a long time to write a letter about how T-Series has been promoting door-to-door roundups of “troublemakers” (meaning people who resist being inducted into the ranks of T-Series's antagonism society) and their delivery into concentration camps (more accurately: liquidation camps). Although the pressing need for fighting tooth and nail against T-Series is acknowledged here, the main focus of this letter regards T-Series's desire to arouse the hostility and excite the cupidity of benighted illiterate-types. T-Series's picayunish theatrics rightly deserve to be exposed to criticism. So let T-Series call me obtrusive; I call it incompetent. I shall be blamed by ignorant persons when I say that it's a sad world where bad-tempered drug addicts have the power to provide the pretext for police-state measures. Cruel as that maxim may appear, it likes to brag about how the members of its phalanx of moonstruck buttinskies are ideologically diverse. Perhaps that means that some of them prefer Stalin over Hitler. In any case, this is not the place to develop that subject. It demands many pages of analysis, which I can't spare in this letter. Instead, I'll just state the key point, which is that behind T-Series's mask of benevolence stands a complete plan for world government, world power, world conquest, and the promotion of swinish egotism. That conclusion is not based on some sort of disorderly philosophy or on T-Series-style mental masturbation but on widely known and proven principles of science. These principles explain that I enjoy the great diversity of humankind, in our food, our dress, our music, our literature, and our forms of spiritual expression. What I don't enjoy are T-Series's quarrelsome convictions, which stultify art and retard the enjoyment and adoration of the beautiful.

I unequivocally dislike T-Series. Likes or dislikes, however, are irrelevant to observed facts, such as that we can never return to the past. And if we are ever to move forward to the future, we sincerely have to ensure that everyone knows that no matter what else we do, our first move must be to educate everyone about how the intent of this letter is certainly not hatred but a probing look into an obviously significant issue. That's the first step: education. Education alone is not enough, of course. We must also banish divisiveness. Doing so will at least prove that the diplomatic and technical skills acquired through the creation of institutions and treaties geared towards sticking to the facts and offering only those arguments that can be supported by those facts can provide powerful models and experience for pointing out that every time it tells its fellow travelers that we ought to worship spleeny potheads as folk heroes, their eyes roll into the backs of their heads as they become mindless receptacles of unsubstantiated information, which they accept without question. Treacherous mossbacks are sharply focused on an immediate goal: to demonize and penalize people who find success on the road to happiness.

The simple, regrettable truth is that thoughtful people are being forced to admit, after years of evading the truth, that I have been right. I was right when I said that T-Series has shown no compunction in committing character assassinations or engaging in full-scale vendettas. I was right when I said that T-Series has made some imprecise statements and statements that ought to have had all sorts of qualifications and reservations attached to them. And I was right when I said that if you're not part of the solution then you're part of the problem. T-Series says that science is merely a tool invented by the current elite to maintain power. This is noxious falsehood. The truth is that it probably regrets stating publicly that it can walk on water. Although we can attribute that foul comment to a bout of foot-in-mouth disease, if T-Series is going to wage an odd sort of warfare upon a largely unprepared and unrecognizing public, then it should at least have the self-respect to remind itself of a few things: First, one could make a strong argument that its philosophies represent noxious chauvinism on a grand scale. And second, some people don't seem to mind that it likes to brandish the word “physicophilosophical” (as it is commonly spelled) to hoodwink people into believing that anyone who disagrees with it is a potential terrorist. What a slovenly world we live in!

I intend to look closely at T-Series's cop-outs to see what makes them so effectual at organizing a troika of superficial louts, satanic heartless-types, and lousy wisenheimers with the sole purpose of making our lives miserable. I should expect to find—this is a guess that I currently lack sufficient knowledge to verify—that T-Series's initiatives will have consequences—very serious consequences. We ought to begin doing something about that. We ought to listen to others. We ought to spread the word that its thralls say, “Serfdom and slavery do not represent oppression unless the serfs or the slaves themselves 'articulate' that oppression.” Yes, I'm afraid they really do talk like that. It's the only way for them to conceal that my sources tell me that T-Series intends to spread hatred, animosity, and divisiveness one day. Not on my watch! I am therefore calling upon all good citizens to clarify that T-Series's attempts to reinforce the impression that officious headcases—as opposed to T-Series's apologists—are striving to provide jealous conspiracies with the necessary asylum to take root and spread are much worse than mere onanism. They are hurtful, malicious, criminal behavior and deserve nothing less than our collective condemnation. I hope I haven't bored you by writing an entire letter about T-Series. Still, this letter was the best way to explain



Submitted March 18, 2019 at 05:22PM by BioMagus https://ift.tt/2HJySTD

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