Why is it that some people are so devoid of a modicum of intellect?

Naturally, I'm referring to Lady Pilot's latest practices. She disappeared
for a week so but now she's back to plague us all. Permit me this forum to
rant. Even if I agreed that her squalid reinterpretations of facts andmhistoric
events were of paramount importance, I'm undoubtedly afraid of her type -
insensitive, obdurate scum. I don't see why she wants to mail sniveling
posts to every newsgroup on the net. Her propaganda machine once said
that she would never saddle the Usenet with crippling ignorance. So much for
credibility! How on Earth these anthropophagi can think of themselves as
anything but ignominious transsexuals is beyond me. Given the range and
unpredictability of human behavior, it's quite possible that so far, the response
from LP's cowardly camp of children has been tardy and equivocal. You can
sum up Lady Pilots viewpoints in one word: vitriolic. I like to think I'm
a reasonable person, but you just can't reason with yearling yawping oafs.
It's been tried. They don't understand, they can't understand, they don't
want to understand, and they will die without understanding why all we
want is for them is to just shut the **** up. And there you have it.
Lady Pilot sees life as a wayward superficial game without any rules.

Although I have no criticism of Lady Pilot's sexual orientation, I have a few
observations and comments to share. Let me cut to the chase: LP's
posts set the intellectual and moral stage for a new wave of vapid *******
babies who seek to alter laws, language, and customs in the service of
disrupting normal written intercourse. It's my fundamental belief that those
who fight against her fastidious geekisms are inevitably branded as
voluble and lawless by her followers. There are two sorts of people in
this world: decent, honest folks like you and me and barbaric schmucks
like her. It's precisely because her proposed social programs owe much
to the insinuations of contumelious soulless-types that this is a tragic
transparent attempt to force us to degrade our newsgroup just to suit her
sick whims and inferior intellect. What LP fails to realize is that we have
to start talking to one another honestly, in honest language. Her principles
are a pitiful jumble of incoherent nonsense. If I withheld my feelings
on this matter, I'd be no less incoherent than Lady Pilot. One final point:
Extremism has its stronghold among vicious disingenuous spoiled brats.
They all need to go flonk, flonk, flonk flonk themselves!

I have some very startling, very radical -- some might say hateful --
insights into Lady Pilots latest appearance. To begin with, the natural
result of Lady Pilot's posts is a boredom that, in the long run,
tends to marginalize society based on gender, race, or religion. When
was the last time you heard what I call misguided, unprincipled, stupid
riffraff mention that we must recognize that that last statement is
almost a tautology? It's fine to realize that she obscures the true
meaning of her objectives with propaganda and fancy, fake, female talk,
but it's more important to know that her sense of humor runs the gamut
from rude and crude to scatological and clumsy. As it turns out, when all
discoverable facts and experience fly in the face of her pathetic and
childish world view, she stubbornly holds onto her ignorance as her birthright.

No doubt, Lady Pilot has figuratively enclosed herself in an insecure elitist
ghetto. But most people are still loath to admit that no clear-thinking
individual would have the temerity to flim-flam this group of sailors.
Nevertheless, her subordinates remain a small isolated minority, except
during times of prepubescent, clandestine flonking, when a mass following
of mini-minds develops to assault the most decent newsgroup you'll ever
see for good times they have of which her childish cronies are envious to death.
In conclusion, let me just say that our real enemy is the inane system that
made Lady Pilot and her ignominious ilk as desperate and pathetic as they are.

S.Simon - a Captain who tells it like it is . . .