Use Pakin's Complaint Letter Generator:
I have been following the stories and comments surrounding Illkid, and frankly, I'm appalled. Whatever happened to Illkid's sense of humanity? What follows is a call to action for those of us who care -- a large enough number to act as a positive role model for younger people.
So let me make it clear 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 Illkid obstruct things. I just want to spread the word about his devious litanies to our friends, our neighbors, our relatives, our co-workers -- even to strangers. That's why I propose, argue, cajole, plead, wheedle, and joke about ways to reach the broadest possible audience with the message that a great many decent people are just as distressed as I am about his invectives. We all need to be aware of each other's existence as intelligent, feeling, human beings, even if some of us are the most brutal smut peddlers you'll ever see. Currently, Illkid's bons mots merely incite pogroms, purges, and other mayhem. As you will see in the coming days, this is only the tip of a gigantic iceberg.
Illkid's agendas all stem from one, simple, faulty premise -- that we should abandon the institutionalized and revered concept of democracy. Every time Illkid tries, he gets increasingly successful in his attempts to undermine the intellectual purpose of higher education. This dangerous trend means not only death for free thought, but for imagination as well. It's good that you're reading this letter. It's good that you're listening to what I'm saying. But reading and listening aren't enough. You must also be willing to help me take the initiative to do what needs to be done.
He does, occasionally, make a valid point. But when he says that he would sooner give up money, fame, power, and happiness than perform a pouty act, that's where the facts end and the ludicrousness begins. I won't bore you with the details, but suffice it to say that some people are responsible and others are not. Illkid falls into the category of "not". His attempts to help insidious fugitives evade capture by the authorities are much worse than mere fanaticism. They are hurtful, malicious, criminal behavior and deserve nothing less than our collective condemnation. Leaving aside the behavior of other clueless sleazy whiners, you don't have to say anything specifically about Illkid for him to start attacking you. All you have to do is dare to imply that I should reinforce the contentions of all reasonable people and confute those of what I call biased perverts.
If I hear his emissaries, who are legion, say, "We're supposed to shut up and smile when Illkid says mumpish things" one more time, I'm certainly going to throw up. His method (or school, or ideology -- it is hard to know exactly what to call it) goes by the name of "Illkid-ism". It is a slaphappy and avowedly supercilious philosophy that aims to threaten the common good. He is utterly gung-ho about feudalism because he lacks more pressing soapbox issues.
Nice try to make things worse, Illkid. Don't kid yourself: Someone has to be willing to give peace a chance. 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 public opinion is a reliable indicator of what's true and what isn't. Even though coldhearted pettifoggers must be treated with political justice, not with civil justice, as they are sincerely not real citizens, this does not negate the fact that impolitic losers (like Illkid) are not born -- they are excreted. However unsavory that metaphor may be, Illkid has figuratively enclosed himself in a secure elitist ghetto. Think about it, and I'm sure you'll agree with me. I correctly predicted that he would smear people of impeccable character and reputation. Alas, I didn't think he'd do that so effectively -- or so soon.
I wish I could say this nicely, but I don't have much tolerance for duplicitous Philistines: Illkid wants to destroy the lives of good, honest people. Such intolerance is felt by all people, from every background. So don't tell me that he likes to have difficult social issues presented to him in simple, black-and-white terms just because aside from a few exceptions, this statement is unquestionably valid. At one point, I actually believed that he would stop being so despicable. Silly me. The fact is, ancient Greek dramatists discerned a peculiar virtue in being tragic. Illkid would do well to realize that they never discerned any virtue in being untrustworthy.
The foregoing analysis is self-evident, even if it is sometimes overlooked. Less evident are the specific ways in which we should examine the warp and woof of his solutions. He says that everything is happy and fine and good. What he means by this, of course, is that he wants free reign to prevent the real problems from being solved. Illkid insists that the Queen of England heads up the international drug cartel. This fraud, this lie, is just one among the thousands he perpetrates. Now, lest you jump to the conclusion that hanging out with corrupt fugitives is a wonderful, culturally enriching experience, I assure you that now that I've been exposed to his ideologies, I must admit that I don't completely understand them. Perhaps I need to get out more. Or perhaps if he thinks his ideals represent progress, Illkid should rethink his definition of progress.
I challenge him to crawl out of his sheltered existence and lay out some ideas and interpretations that hold the potential for insight. Let me rephrase that: The gloss that his forces put on his undertakings unfortunately does little to call for a return to the values that made this country great. Illkid's fierce passions and fiendish cunning, combined with abnormal powers of intellect, with intense vitality, and with a persistency of purpose which the world has rarely seen, and whetted moreover by a keen thirst for blood engendered by defeat and subjection, combine to make him the deadly enemy of all mankind, while his avaricious machinations contribute to inflame his wild lust of pelf, and to justify the crimes suggested by spite and superstition. It's not just the lunatic fringe that's in Illkid's corner; a number of previously respectable people have recently begun backing him. At any rate, Illkid is not only immoral, but amoral.
While self-justification may motivate insufferable gin-swilling individuals, the same stratagems also work well for insecure heavy metal fans. There is something grievously wrong with those blasphemous heartless degenerates who manipulate everything and everybody. Shame on the lot of them! Again, it has been said that now is the time to redefine the rhetoric and make room for meaningful discussion. I, in turn, insist that if it were up to Illkid, schoolchildren would be taught reading, 'riting, and racism. Now that you've read this letter, let me challenge you, the reader, not just to help me anneal discourse with honesty, clear thinking, and a sense of moral good, but also to educate others about what I've written.