From: Marty Leipzig
  To: Don Martin
Subj: Re: "Moral and Just" war

 DM>thing when he saw it--the Spanish American was the only war for
 DM>which we have had more volunteers than places to put them. Nothing
 DM>like picking on the small and weak to draw interest.

 HP> Ain't that why we're here shooting the fundy fish in the barrel?  :-)

 DM> As I have shamefacedly admitted in the past, it's nothing to be
 DM> proud of, but I just can't help myself.

 DM> My name is Don, and I am a basher of fundies. I used to think I
 DM> could quit any time, that I only needed to pick off one or two to be
 DM> satisfied for a week. But once I started, the appetite grew. First a
 DM> little Stringfellow. Then a Savelli. Then so many intellectually
 DM> pathetic dipshits that I couldn't even remember their names. I TRIED
 DM> to cut down. I stopped reading posts by those too fookin' stupid to
 DM> even be able to comprehend my insults, but then I found their
 DM> straightlines as quoted by others irresistible and harpooned them
 DM> THAT way. I can't bring myself to quit HolySmoke cold turkey without
 DM> the help of some Higher Power, and being an atheist, I have real
 DM> problems with this Higher Power crap . . . .

     Amen, brother!

     They say confession is good for the soul. Being an atheist and
     therefore bereft of a soul, one immediately sees the inherent
     quandary. But, what the hell, I'll feel better.

     My name is Marty, and I too, like our illustrious author of the
     missive immediately above, am an unrepentant fundy basher. Just
     as some people feel compelled to rubberneck terrible traffic
     accidents, purchase police scanners to vicariously hear of
     other's misfortunes or stomp some clod's foot protruding into
     the aisle in a particularly crowded airline flight; I am
     possessed by the unrelenting desire, nay, compulsion, to help
     certain people who are consumed by the passion to make idiots of
     themselves, either personally or in international electronic fora.

     When some "person" proudly proclaims that "man evolved from apes";
     I see this as nothing more than a plaintive cry for self-immolation.
     When they claim that there's "boats in dem dere hills"; again, the
     pitiful cry of a person desperate to be martyred, but without the
     genetic or intellectual horsepower to carry it out themselves.  When
     they spew plaintive Bible verses to document everything from their
     own particularly skewed, and oftimes hallucinatory, view of morality
     to make an attempt at justification of atrocities, injustices and
     just plain antisociality; they are merely whining, in their own
     bizarre and stridulatory manner, for someone to come along and
     humiliate them with a blizzard of fact, logic and reason.

     And yet some would go so far to condemn my actions.

     I see it as preforming a service to these benighted individuals;
     a sort of an electronic version of Dr. Kevorkian.

     If these people didn't wish to suffer the sling and arrows of
     outrageous castigation, why then would the parade around these
     echos cleverly camouflaged in the verbal equivalent of international
     orange accouterments decorated with a large concentric
     bulls-eyes?

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