This letter is going to be a book of revelations to many readers. In particular, many will be surprised to learn that I contend that it needs to be taken into account that Mr. Adam J Lorenz discounts important principles of our culture as mere platitudes. Let’s review the errors in Adam’s statements in order. First, lackluster, disrespectful slimeballs are burdened with the preconceived ideas or feeble understanding of the circles to which they previously belonged both politically and philosophically.
Given a choice of having Adam undermine everyone’s capacity to see, or change, the world as a whole or having my bicuspids extracted sans Novocaine, I would embrace the pliers, purchase some Polident Partials, and call it a day. He insists that his grievances are Holy Writ. This is a rather strong notion from someone who knows so little about the subject. My purpose here is not to weaken the critical links in Adam’s nexus of snotty racialism. Well, okay, it is. But I should point out that we are at war. Don’t think we’re not just because you’re not stepping over dead bodies in the streets. We’re at war with Adam’s baleful hatchet jobs. We’re at war with his mad values. And we’re at war with his dim-witted prognoses. As in any war, we ought to be aware of the fact that it’s a pity that two thousand years after Christ, the voices of saturnine oafs like Adam can still be heard, worse still that they’re listened to, and worst of all that anyone believes them.
Adam’s trucklers 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. Adam uses the very intellectual tools he criticizes, namely consequentialist arguments rather than arguments about truth or falsity. If there is one truth in this world, it’s that I do not have the time, in one sitting, to go into the long answer as to why he gives his most banal statements an appearance of profundity by utilizing polysyllabic words such as “pericardiomediastinitis” and “dendrochronological”. But the short answer is that his cultists are merely ciphers. Adam is the one who decides whether or not to destroy our sense of safety in the places we ordinarily imagine we can flee to. Adam is the one who gives out the orders to damn this nation and this world to Hell. And Adam is the one trying to conceal how he has vowed that before the year is over he’ll advocate fatalistic acceptance of an impudent new world order. This is hardly news; Adam has been vowing that for months with the regularity of a metronome. What is news is that every time he utters or writes a statement that supports nepotism — even indirectly — it sends a message that he can scare us by using big words like “poluphloisboiotatotic”. I feel that we mustn’t let him make such statements, partly because the ability to artistically arrange words in an amusing manner does not qualify someone to be the leading social voice of a country, but primarily because if he thinks that he can make me go into hiding then he’s barking up the wrong tree. As I conclude this letter, let me remind you that my goal in writing it was not only to shoo away Mr. Adam J Lorenz like the annoying bug that he is. I sought also to use this letter as a means to focus on the major economic, social, and political forces that provide the setting for the expression of a lackadaisical agenda.
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