My Complaint About Prof. Karen Walker

I've got a bone to pick with Prof. Karen Walker. The first thing I want to bring up is that given a choice of having Prof. Walker use psychological tools to trick us into doing whatever dishonest grizzlers require of us or having my bicuspids extracted sans Novocaine, I would embrace the pliers, purchase some Polident Partials, and call it a day. I can't follow her pretzel logic. I do, however, know that if Prof. Walker thinks that she can make me go crazy, then she's barking up the wrong tree. It may be coincidence that her holier-than-thou attitudes spoil the whole Zen Buddhist New Age mystical rock-worshipping aura of our body chakras. It may be coincidence that they step on other people's toes. And it may be coincidence that they retain an institution which, twist and turn as you like, is and remains a disgrace to humanity. But that's a lot of coincidence!

Don't kid yourself: I do not find methods of interpretation that are ethically bankrupt, sullen, and dictatorial to be "funny". Maybe I lack a sense of humor, but maybe last summer, I attempted what I knew would be a hopeless task. I tried to convince Prof. Walker that we can and we must protect ourselves by any means necessary against the sexist bestiality of brutal, squalid renegades. As I expected, Prof. Walker was unconvinced. While everybody believes in something, her simple faith in mercantalism will make bribery legal and part of business as usual. Now there will, no doubt, be supercilious, blasphemous bloodsuckers out there who will ask, "So what if Prof. Walker's lapdogs devalue me as a person? That won't affect me." Such crippled thinking is the best example there is as to why racialism is not merely an attack on our moral fiber. It is also a politically motivated attack on knowledge. Although Prof. Walker wants to challenge all I stand for, if we fail to speak out against behavior and speech that is intended to expose and neutralize her enemies rather than sit at the same table and negotiate, then we have no one to blame but ourselves. Unfortunately, I can already see the response to this letter. Someone, possibly Prof. Karen Walker herself or one of her emissaries, will write a condescending piece about how pushy I am. If that's the case, then so be it. What I just wrote sorely needed to be written.

(If you haven't figured it out, I used an automatic BS generator)