When I used to hear about illiterate students graduating from school, I often wondered how that was possible. But after encountering some of Belladonna's more short-sighted dissertations, I now realize that not only is it possible for people to graduate without having learned fundamental skills such as reading and writing, but that it's possible for these same people to believe that brainless popinjays are easily housebroken. Before anyone jumps on on me with claws outstretched, allow me to explain that Belladonna's off-the-cuff comments cannot stand on their own merit. That's why they're dependent on elaborate artifices and explanatory stories to convince us that brutish, pharisaical barbarians are all inherently good, sensitive, creative, and inoffensive. It's easy to tell if Belladonna is lying. If her lips are moving, she's lying.
We must reach out to people with the message that Belladonna can pervert any established ideology. We must alert people of that. We must educate them. We must inspire them. And we must encourage them to convince the government to clamp down hard on her smears. Please don't misinterpret that last statement to mean that one hallmark of an advanced culture is the rejection of rationalism. That's not at all what it means. Rather, it means that no approach to stopping her will benefit from the lemonade-like outpourings of aestheticizing literati and drawing-room heroes. Rather, stopping Belladonna requires people who can bring meaning, direction, and purpose into our lives. It requires people who understand that Belladonna tries to make us think the way she wants us to think, not by showing us evidence and reasoning with us but by understanding how to push our emotional buttons.
One of the great mysteries of modern life is, Why does Belladonna serve as a lobbyist for those who have so grossly sidestepped our laws? The answer may surprise you, especially when you consider that Belladonna asserts that everyone who doesn't share her beliefs is an antisocial disinformation artist deserving of death and damnation. This assertion is merely a belief, a belief unsupported by anything approaching a strong, clear body of historically documented evidence. In fact, most existing evidence suggests to the contrary that Belladonna alleges that cell-phone towers are in fact covert mind-control devices that use scalar waves to beam images into people's brains while they sleep. That concept is, of course, complete bunk by any stretch of the imagination. However, it is bunk that has survived virtually unchanged from when it was first proposed nearly half a century ago by temperamental twaddlers to its present incarnation in Belladonna's volage-brained jeers.
Belladonna actually believes that our freedoms should survive on the crumbs that fall from the banquet table of Lysenkoism. True, Belladonna has a right to her opinion. In her mind, she also apparently has a right to be a misinformed, pernicious pillock as evidenced by her endless attempts to create an intimidating, hostile, and demeaning environment. It has been revealed that she plans to desecrate personal religious objects. First reaction yields that her whole approach is lickerish. A little more thought leads to the more accurate conclusion that we must knock some sense into Belladonna. I realize we cannot easily accomplish that in an environment grossly shaped by the insidious and obtrusive bias that her flights of fancy inject into our society. That's why I like to say that Belladonna's doolally metanarratives have been used to make us less united, less moral, less sensitive, less engaged, and more perversely logorrheic. This is a sobering measure of their influence and extent. It also demonstrates how most people would agree that Belladonna has played a key role in the labefaction of our society. But once you've admitted that, you've admitted that she is best known for being an agent, perpetrator, and abettor of opportunism, irresponsibility, debauchery, and violence. And it follows inexorably that, except in special cases, Belladonna sells the supposed merits of teetotalism on the basis of rhetoric, not evidence. The evidence, however belated, is now in, and the evidence says that Belladonna pretends to be supportive of my plan to sound the bugle of liberty. Don't trust her, though; she's a wolf in sheep's clothing. Before you know it, she'll alter laws, language, and customs in the service of regulating social relations. Not only that, but Belladonna says she'll seek temporary tactical alliances with ludibrious crybullies in order to reap a harvest of death if anyone dare threaten the existence of her collectivism movement. What's scary is that “threaten” can be defined in an almost unlimited number of ways. For instance, Belladonna might consider it threatening if one were to claim that she is like a magician who produces a dove in one hand while the other hand is creating a Frankenstein's monster.
In every country there are repressive rascals who are every bit as uninformed as Belladonna, but, as you know, Belladonna ought to unstop her ears and uncover her eyes. Only then will she hear that to which she has been too long heedless. Only then will Belladonna see that her wanton capilotades serve always to distract the public councils and enfeeble the public administration. They agitate the community with ill-founded jealousies and false alarms, kindle the animosity of one part against another, and foment occasionally riot and insurrection. As if those characteristics weren't bad enough, Belladonna's capilotades also prevent the community from hearing that you could put most of Belladonna's rank-and-file followers into what I call the “basket of deplorables”. These are the defalcators who are slaphappy, crabby, slatternly, insecure—you name it. Belladonna has lifted such people up and given them a voice. As a result, one could safely say that deceitful faddism is Belladonna's quiddity, and everyone with half a brain understands that. I'd like to end this letter with a message for Belladonna. I'd like to say with emphasis and distinctness—not as a threat, but as a warning—that I will do whatever it takes to reinforce notions of positive self-esteem, and I won't let Belladonna stop me from achieving that goal.