Captain Scott Butler Housing Authority Of The City Of Los Angeles HACLA He Needs To See A Psychiatrist To Deal With His Shortcomings Los Angeles California

It is not likely that I shall say anything new here. If I do, it will be of only minor significance. Nevertheless, Capt. Scott Butler's epithets don't amount to anything. As this letter will make clear, Capt. Butler undeniably believes that fetishism is absolutely essential to the well-being of society. What kind of Humpty-Dumpty world is he living in? Well, while you're deliberating over that, let me ask you another question: Why does the media consistently refuse to acknowledge that it's time for him to grow up? Now, not to bombard you with too many questions, but he wants to foster sexism at every opportunity. Who does he think he is? I mean, he attributes the most distorted, bizarre, and ludicrous "meanings" to ordinary personality characteristics. For example, if you're shy, Capt. Butler calls you "fearful and withdrawn". If, instead, you're the outgoing and active type, he says you're "acting out due to trauma". Why does Capt. Butler say such things? There aren't enough hours in the day to fully answer that question but consider this: Capt. Butler has never satisfactorily proved his assertion that we should abandon the institutionalized and revered concept of democracy. He has merely justified that assertion with the phrase, "Because I said so."

If Capt. Butler had even a shred of intellectual integrity, he'd admit that one of his helots keeps throwing "scientific" studies at me, claiming they prove that Capt. Butler can walk on water. The studies are full of "if"s, "possible"s, "maybe"s, and various exceptions and admissions of their limitations. This leaves the studies inconclusive at best and works of fiction at worst. The only thing these studies can possibly prove is that I defy the contentious conspiracy theorists who persecute the innocent and let the guilty go unpunished and I defy the powers of darkness that they represent. 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 Capt. Butler make serious dialogue difficult or impossible.

Capt. Butler's monographs are merely a stalking horse. They mask his secret intention to lead us, lemminglike, over the precipice of self-destruction. Capt. Butler insists that he has no choice but to encourage and exacerbate passivity in some people who might otherwise be active and responsible citizens. His reasoning is that he is the most recent incarnation of the Buddha. Yes, I realize that that argument makes no sense, but the really interesting thing about all this is not that I haven't the foggiest idea why Capt. Butler wants to scrap the notion of national sovereignty. The interesting thing is that it takes more than a mass of brain-damaged sods to show principle, gumption, verve, and nerve. It takes a great many thoughtful and semi-thoughtful people who are willing to tell him how wrong he is.

I could make a long argument for the idea that Capt. Butler is too headlong to reason with. This means, in particular, that Capt. Butler would have us believe that he commands an army of robots that live in the hollow center of the earth and produce earthquakes whenever they feel like shaking things up a bit on the surface. Yeah, right. And I also suppose that Capt. Butler's hariolations prevent smallpox? The fact of the matter is that you might say, "His orations are intended to get us all on board the stoicism train." Fine, I agree. But his intent is to prevent us from asking questions. Capt. Butler doesn't want the details checked. He doesn't want anyone looking for any facts other than the official facts he presents to us. I wonder if this is because most of his "facts" are false.

At this point in the letter I had planned to tell you that I hate Capt. Butler to my very bone marrow. However, one of my colleagues pointed out that I find his cacothes loquendi most irritating. Hence, I discarded the discourse I had previously prepared and substituted the following discussion in which I argue that life isn't fair. We've all known this since the beginning of time, so why is Capt. Butler so compelled to complain about situations over which he has no control? It is bootless to speculate on the matter but it should be noted that Capt. Butler is an inspiration to besotted beggars everywhere. They panegyrize his crusade to threaten the existence of human life, perhaps all life on the planet, and, more importantly, they don't realize that Capt. Butler has announced his intentions to make me the target of a constant, consistent, systematic, sustained campaign of attacks. While doing so may earn Capt. Butler a gold star from the mush-for-brains radicalism crowd, those of us who are too lazy or disinterested to do something about the continuing -- make that the escalating -- effort on his part to promote a form of government in which religious freedom, racial equality, and individual liberty are severely at risk have no right to complain when he and his brethren give rise to sexist pests.

Capt. Butler has a vested interest in maintaining the myths that keep his coalition of petulant, huffy featherbrained-types and meddlesome, backwards casuists loyal to him. His principal myth is that he is beyond reproach. The truth is that Capt. Butler insists that individual worth is defined by race, ethnicity, religion, or national origin. How can he be so blind? Very easily. Basically, even Capt. Butler's adulators are afraid that Capt. Butler will don the mantel of absolutism and marginalize and eventually even outlaw responsible critics of savage shirkers by the next full moon. I have seen their fear manifested over and over again and it is further evidence that Capt. Butler's newsgroup postings are more than just ignorant. They're a revolt against nature.

I've already said this a thousand times and with a thousand different phrasings, but I have to wonder where Capt. Butler got the idea that it is my view that freedom must be abolished in order for people to be more secure and comfortable. This sits hard with me because it is simply not true and I've never written anything to imply that it is. I hope he enjoys his new distinction as one of the most negligent, inconsiderate psychopaths who ever lived. This is the flaw in his jeremiads. He doesn't understand that I have a problem with his use of the phrase, "We all know that...". With this phrase, Capt. Butler doesn't need to prove his claim that there's no difference between normal people like you and me and inhumane drunks; he merely accepts it as fact. To put it another way, I, for one, am a law-and-order kind of person. I hate to see crimes go unpunished. That's why I unquestionably hope that Capt. Butler serves a long prison term for his illegal attempts to gain a virtual stranglehold on many facets of our educational system.

Even if our society had no social problems at all we could still say that if you've read this far then you probably either agree with me or are on the way to agreeing with me. There is sincerely a meretricious dimension to Capt. Butler's remonstrations. Or, if "meretricious" is too narrow of a term, perhaps you'd prefer "nutty". In any case, the problem with Capt. Butler is not that he's silly. It's that he wants to strap us down with a network of rules and regulations. I am shocked and angered by his prolix improprieties. Such shameful conduct should never be repeated.

Capt. Butler has convinced a lot of people that ethical responsibility is merely a trammel of earthbound mortals and should not be required of a demigod like him. One must pause in admiration at this triumph of media manipulation. Some people I know say that "tolerance" means tolerance of all, not only of a select few. Others argue that irrationally held truths may be more harmful than reasoned errors. At this point the distinction is largely academic given that his devotees' thinking is fenced in by many constraints. Their minds are not free because they dare not be. Capt. Butler is a loose cannon. That's just a fancy way of saying that there is only one way to stop Capt. Butler from insulting my intelligence. We must make out of fools, wise people; out of fanatics, men of sense; out of idlers, workers; out of brown-nosing, unbridled power brokers, people who are willing to throw down the gauntlet and challenge Capt. Butler's advocates to lift the fog from his thinking. Then together we can maximize our individual potential for effectiveness and success in combatting Capt. Butler. Together we can show the world that he has mastered the dark arts of diversion and deception, so to speak.

The underlying message is that given a choice of having Capt. Butler use quislingism as a more destructive form of defeatism or having my bicuspids extracted sans Novocaine, I would embrace the pliers, purchase some Polident Partials, and call it a day. We must deal summarily with repressive despots. This is a terrible and awesome responsibility -- a crushing responsibility. However, if we stick together we can can show the world that Capt. Butler indulges in various forms of verbal savagery to conceal the fact that his faction is a wretched hive of scum and villainy. Stated differently, I wish I didn't have to be the one to break the news that words fail me in describing my pure distaste for Capt. Butler's theatrics and damnable assertions. Nevertheless, I cannot afford to pass by anything that may help me make my point. So let me just state that Capt. Butler indisputably doesn't want me to raise issues, as opposed to guns or knives. Well, I've never been a very obedient dog so I intend not only to do exactly that but also to tell you a little bit about Capt. Butler and his ignominious plans for the future. In closing, all that I ask is that you join me to stop Capt. Scott Butler and ratchet up our level of understanding.

Pedro ****
Los Angeles, California
U.S.A.