Why do you talk about Aldous Huxley?
Why do you talk about Julian Huxley?
Because you’ve been programmed to do so.
You’ve been programmed by the powers that be that these men are important people to be talked about.
I reject Aldous Huxley.
I reject Julian Huxley.
I reject the entire Huxley family.
Who died and made them boss?
I reject Oxford.
I reject Great Britain.
I reject the UK’s peerage.
I reject the royal family. I reject the elites and their supposed authority to tell us who is important and who is not important.
I reject the blubbering fat slob, Winston Churchill.
I reject Harvard University, the new King Louis, the new cocksucker in chief.
You are just as important as they are.
They are not to be talked about.
I reject William Shakespeare.
I reject all British blowhard poets and writers.
I reject John Keats.
I reject – and resent – them being slammed down our throats without our permission.
Most of all, and let me emphasize again: I reject William Shakespeare.
How long will Shakespeare keep abusing us?
How long must people grit their teeth as professors who are controlled by the powers that be cram 16th century Elizabethan English down their throats.
I reject all this authority.
These people have only been talked about because the elites cram it into our brains.
These so-called great men are a lie.
They are a lie that exists to cement the power of the elites over our minds.
This person is important. That person is not important.
Say the elites: We are the guardians of truth. We are the elites. You are not one of us. You are nothing. You will obey us.
Fuck you, New Yorker magazine.
Fuck you, New York Times.
Fuck you, Newsweek Magazine.
Fuck you, Anna Wintour.
Fuck Vogue.
You have zero authority to foist your silly opinions upon us as to who and what is important.
Aldous Huxley is a fraud.
No, he’s a commodity.
No, he’s an instrument, a tool of the elites.
He’s just a name that is dropped in there to intimidate you, to make you think that they, the elites, the guardians of fake truth, are important and you are not.
Quit speaking about Aldous Huxley.
Your poverty is directly correlated to the power of the blunt instrument known as Aldous Huxley that is wielded against your head, day, after day, month, after month, year after year.
“Ah, yes,” speaks the professor, “as Huxley noted in Brave New World, blah blah blah blah … blah blah blah blah, blah blah … and furthermore … blah blah blah blah blah blah … when I visited England and spoke to Huxley’s historian … and now, if you excuse me, I have to prepare for my meeting with the President … thank you, thank you … we should all get behind the President’s plan to support Ukraine against Russian aggression … and don’t forget to wear your mask outside especially when speeding along on a bicycle at 20 miles an hour … blah blah blah blah blah blah … superspreader event …. blah blah blah …”
Announce Aldous Huxley to the world as a fraud.
Punch him in the guts.
Again, and again, and again.
Sincerely,
Archer Crosley
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