[written 22 October 1969]
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verybody see how clever I am! Boy am I exposing all those dope
pushers, pornography peddlers, and all the other evils that beset your
children.
In the first place, only I, M-x R-ff-rty, am right—accept no
substitutes. Oh, there are some smart people, some clever people, who try to
oppose me with logic. They claim they want facts. Let’s knock this crap out
here and now. Logic is behind all the ills in our society today. If we didn’t
have logic, we could clean up the movies, hang the smut salesmen, and destroy
the pot pushers. Oh, he’s a glib one, the logic monger. He’ll sell his mother
for a syllogism, and with every word he gnaws away at the foundations of all
Morality. He’s the pinko professor urging hairy kids to dodge the draft, and
anything else he’s afraid to do. He’s the smut pusher who sells Lysistrata in the bookstores. He’s the
“entertainer” who plays pop music that blows kids’ minds. He’s the scum of
society, the lowest of the low, and he’s gotta be stopped! We can’t have our
kids’ minds corrupted by logic! How could I manip—I mean, how could they be
safe? We are beset on every side by dangers. Why don’t the courts do anything
about this? For the same reason they let criminals go free all the time.
[I broke off with a bit of bad prophecy: “I could write like
that for hours. Max Rafferty, Ronald Reagan, Al Capp, and their ilk, are simply
nothing. Unintelligent mumbling from men who can’t tell truth from lies, or
fact from fiction. Their names will be buried as part of the shameful past of
filth and savagery from which we are slowly emerging.”]
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