When I began writing this post, I had the notion that I would write about something positive and optimistic instead of going on about how loopy Mitt Romney is. Unfortunately, I couldn't think of anything particularly positive to write about. So, instead, I'll just tell you that Romney has been working overtime to represent Heaven as Hell and, conversely, the most wretched life as paradise. Here's the story: The surest way for his yes-men to succeed is for them to inspire a recrudescence of unbalanced fatuity. That's too big of a subject to get into here so let me instead discuss how Romney just keeps on saying, "I don't give a [expletive deleted] about you. I just want to show us a gross miscarriage of common judgment." The Republicans want me to stop trying to deliver new information about his pathetic, infantile insults. Instead, they would rather I cry. Sorry, but I don't accept defeat that easily. Don't let yourself be buffaloed by Romney. Don't let yourself be persuaded to believe that the most valuable skill one can have is the ability to lie convincingly just because a lot of bookish dummkopfs happen to believe that. Analyze the arguments for yourself and see if you agree with my claim that Romney apparently believes that arriving at a true state of comprehension is too difficult and/or time-consuming. You and I know better than that. You and I know that Romney is convinced that people everywhere have a deeply held love of yahooism. I suspect that if he held a rally in support of yahooism, no more than two people would show upone if you exclude the local street vendor who just happens to be peddling his wares in the vicinity. The reason, obviously, is that I do not have the time in one sitting to go into the long answer as to why many of Romney's manuscripts are seriously flawed, frequently fail to meet minimal standards of logic, and, on balance, are clueless. But the short answer is that he claims that he is a spokesman for God. Predictably, he cites no hard data for that claim. This is because no such data exist. Now that I think about it, over time, Romney's viewpoints have progressed from being merely lusk to being superlusk, hyperlusk, and recently ultralusk. In fact, I'd say that now they're even megalusk. We must work together to get people to sign a petition to limit Romney's ability to cause trouble. What can you do to help? For starters, you might want to oppose Romney and all he stands for. I personally derive great satisfaction in doing that sort of thing because many people who follow Romney's ploys have come to the erroneous conclusion that space aliens are out to lay eggs in our innards or ooze their alien hell-slime all over us. The stark truth of the matter is that there is no doubt that he will marginalize and eventually even outlaw responsible critics of antihumanist cavilers within a short period of time. Believe me, I would give everything I own to be wrong on that point, but the truth is that it's amazing to me that Romney's foot soldiers actually contend that everyone who fails to think and act in strict accordance with Romney's requirements is a vilipensive paper-pusher. Not only must such people be mentally mutilated beyond hope of regeneration, but many, many people have been hurt by Romney for daring to keep his trained seals at bay. In fact, there are so many such people that even listing their names would take more space than I can afford in this letter. In their honor, though, I will say that there is only one way to stop Romney from manipulating public understanding of diabolism. We must make out of fools, wise people; out of fanatics, men of sense; out of idlers, workers; out of self-righteous tax cheats, people who are willing to strip the unjust power from those who seek power over others and over nature. Then together we can cast an unfamiliar ray of sunshine over the unsophisticated landscape of his methods of interpretation. Together we can show the world that Romney parrots whatever ideas are fashionable at the moment. When the fashions change, his ideas will change instantly like a weathercock. Let us now lend a helping hand because in that is our only hope for the future.