From: Small Grey (munge@attrition.org)
To: redmage@csrlink.net
Cc: staff@attrition.org
Date: Sat, 26 May 2001 05:57:56 -0400
Subject: Re: defacement mirror elimination

: I'm sorry to hear of your decision to stop the defacement mirror.
: 
: The mirror IS attrition. Without it you are nothing. 

  From the dark void of nothing: What a load of shit.

: The rest of the crap on your site can be found all over the net.

  Please enumerate.
 
: In my opinion, if you're so burnt out and strapped for time, you should
: eliminate the other useless crap and keep up the essential defacement mirror.

  No, fuck you, your ass-ramming hamster luber.  PTHTTTT!
Actually, if you pay us enough, we'd keep running the mirror.  
It's essential, ya know, so put your money where your mouth is. 
If you believed 1/2 the cock-shit twaddle you mumble you'd have 
sent a donation for this essential cause years ago.  But no, you 
decided to take the bull by the horns and manned your glory-hole 
instead, sucking off any toe, cock, finger, nipple and elbow 
that was shoved into your stall.  Fucking whining hypocrite.
  
: The mirror is a window into the minds of dissenters worldwide. Without the
: mirror, you are silencing their efforts to affect much needed change. 

  BWAHAHAHAHA
  Seriously...
  Nah.
  BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

  Wipe the salty crust of sentimentality from your eyes.
  Anyone that believes that someone is getting silenced or that 
these "dissenters" are for affecting any profound change needs to 
have the living shit kicked out of them.  I challenge your 
slimely red ass to demonstrate one iota of it, you stupid, 
stupid, fart-catcher.

: Here in America, freedom of speech is sacred, not your stupid collection of
: Bill Gates cartoons.

  How are we impeding free speech, cum-chuggler?
  Sacred?  Then why didn't you support the cause with a generous
donation and time?  Ah, you were AWOL.  You will pay dearly in
New Order.  You will be stripped of your skin-flute playing
privileges entirely (on the bright side, those chapped lips of
yours will begin to heal).
  
: If you bunch of weezy old grandpas are getting tired, why don't you pass
: the torch to a new generation? Then, you could sit back in your easychairs
: and wait for the heart failure that is certain to come to those who have
: given up.

  Well, whippersnapper, we'll see about that.  Personally, I want 
to see the new generation spit on and beaten, boiled alive, 
spitted, and served to their betters.  I figure the nancies of 
the new generation will have to pull themselves up by their own 
ass-handles and do something radical like get to work and start 
running a mirror.  Unfortunately, turnip head, you hadn't heard 
the news: they have, for over a year:  defaced.alldas.de

  Oh, before you rise from your easy-chair of criticizing others, 
why don't you do something yourself?  Instead of soiling yourself
with the drivel you parrot.

: This is a sad day. 

  Shut up, bitch.  It's a grand day.  What, we have only a few 
months after closing our mirror that they'll open the work-camps 
and begin lining up the whiners on the wall?  I predict social 
break down, police powers acts, gay Martian saucer landings, and 
very bad frozen burritos:  the swing of a tire-iron, a dull 
thwak, a flash of white, then nothing.  Don't get in the way of 
the iron-maw of the future.  Remember that pillow you bite on, 
redmage?  Bring it:  it's going to be a long, long future.

mmmmmm, hmmmmmm-mmmmmm, socialist heart, mmmmm-hmmmmmm

munge

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