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William J. Rubinoff
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We know surprisingly little about Pook. We know nothing about his background or lineage. We do not know where Pook was educated or what he has done besides incite young people to copulate early, often, and indiscriminately. Nevertheless, I can tell you all that you need to know about him.
That fact is simply inescapable to any thinking man. "Thinking" is the key word in the previous sentence. Pook was getting away with so much for so long that he lost all sense of caution, all sense of limits. If you think about it, only a man without any sense of limits could desire to damage the self-esteem and mental health of millions of young men. Let me clue you in on a little something: he looks down upon the rest of us. From Pook's perspective, we are blind so he must tell us what to see; we are deaf so he must tell us what to hear; and we are mute so he must tell us what to say.
When Pook was still active on this board, he had only one goal: to lure the sanctimonious into his army of feckless so-called experts. He seems to think that magical forces from another plane of existence have given him superhuman wisdom. I don't doubt that he indeed believes such a thing; one can find all sorts of crazy people on the Internet. More reliable sources, however, tend to agree that life is a search for the true, the good, and the beautiful. It is not, as Pook believes, an excuse to convince impressionable young people to support his utterly salacious schemes. What he really wanted was to supplant one form of injustice with another. Pook preferred to see problems talked to death instead of solved. I really don't understand why he is still venerated as some kind of a messiah.
That fact is simply inescapable to any thinking man. "Thinking" is the key word in the previous sentence. Pook was getting away with so much for so long that he lost all sense of caution, all sense of limits. If you think about it, only a man without any sense of limits could desire to damage the self-esteem and mental health of millions of young men. Let me clue you in on a little something: he looks down upon the rest of us. From Pook's perspective, we are blind so he must tell us what to see; we are deaf so he must tell us what to hear; and we are mute so he must tell us what to say.
When Pook was still active on this board, he had only one goal: to lure the sanctimonious into his army of feckless so-called experts. He seems to think that magical forces from another plane of existence have given him superhuman wisdom. I don't doubt that he indeed believes such a thing; one can find all sorts of crazy people on the Internet. More reliable sources, however, tend to agree that life is a search for the true, the good, and the beautiful. It is not, as Pook believes, an excuse to convince impressionable young people to support his utterly salacious schemes. What he really wanted was to supplant one form of injustice with another. Pook preferred to see problems talked to death instead of solved. I really don't understand why he is still venerated as some kind of a messiah.
