Dear Idiot College Kid From Skokie Who Ruined My Ride on the Purple Line to Linden on 9/10,
I'm going to use a bulleted list because, well, you're stupid. This may help drum these important points home for you:
- There's no fucking N in Kirkegaard. NONE. You sounded like such a jackass every time you said his name, it was unbelievable. When I realized you were holding your college textbook the entire time you were mangling his name, I was stunned speechless.
- Beethoven is considered a genius because his music appeals to the basis of humanity, i.e., his music mimics the sources of humanity. His most famous motif is based on the human heartbeat. Even tone-deaf people appreciate his rhythms. Don't talk about shit you don't know, unless you're trying to lose the argument. Also, your friends are all morons.
- You're seriously studying to be a lawyer? You couldn't argue your way out of a fucking wet paper bag. Again, you had the book in front of you, and you couldn't explain Kirkegaard's authorship phenomenon properly. Worse, you couldn't come up with any good reasons why the Holocaust was bad. Seriously. Kill yourself. "Because of suffering." You're a joke, and not a good one.
- Also, what the hell were you wearing? Is that some kind of Skokie fashion? What the fuck were with those pants? Do you not have a mirror at home, or does it just lie to you all the time?
- Back to your insanely stupid conversation, the reason that Kirkegaard wrote all those articles from different viewpoints was to control and direct the discussion regarding his articles. By preempting the controversy that his articles were going to generate, he made anyone else who wanted to argue for or against his viewpoints seem to be following his already published works. Kirkegaard could present and competently argue both sides of his positions, something you should learn. Idiot. You couldn't even argue the one side.
In conclusion, you're a goddamn moron.


