Does this sound familiar?

[Viking12]

I think I found the source of the denier rants.

There's a question that's been on my mind lately: How much is the axis of evil paying Dr. John Q Climatologist to etiolate his enemies? I mean, if we submit to his definition of "intercrystallization" and become mutinous, we have lost the war for self-preservation. I'm sure that everyone reading this is already familiar with his disdainful, unstable double standards so I'll spare you the sordid details. Instead, I'll simply summarize with the comment that somebody has to stand by our principles and be true to them on all occasions, in all places, against all foes, and at whatever cost. That somebody can be you. In any case, Dr. Climatologist wants us to feel sorry for the yellow-bellied fugitives who reinforce the concept of collective guilt that is the root of all prejudice. I, speaking as someone who is not a mealymouthed, uncompromising voluptuary, aver we should instead feel sorry for their victims, all of whom know full well that Dr. Climatologist wants nothing less than to develop mind-control technology. His goombahs then wonder, "What's wrong with that?" Well, there's not much to be done with out-of-touch profiteers who can't figure out what's wrong with that, but the rest of us can plainly see that almost every day, Dr. Climatologist outreaches himself in setting new records for arrogance, deceit, and greed. It's obviously breathtaking to watch him.

Dr. Climatologist claims that it's okay for him to indulge his every whim and lust without regard for anyone else or for society as a whole. Well, I beg to differ. My sources tell me that he intends to confuse, befuddle, and neutralize public opposition some day. Not on my watch! I am therefore calling upon all good citizens to hold out the prospect of societal peace, prosperity, and a return to sane values and certainties. Dr. Climatologist looks down upon the rest of us. From his perspective, we are blind so he must tell us what to see; we are deaf so he must tell us what to hear; and we are mute so he must tell us what to say. Such views may fool the worst types of nugatory, sententious recidivists there are, but I assert that Dr. Climatologist keeps stating over and over again that censorship could benefit us. This drumbeat refrain is clearly not consistent with the facts on the ground—facts such as that nothing offends Dr. Climatologist more than the truth. Do I blame society for this? No, I blame Dr. Climatologist.

Dr. Climatologist says that there won't be any blowback from his challenging all I stand for. What balderdash! What impudence! What treachery! He claims that people prefer "cultural integrity" and "multicultural sensitivity" to health, food, safety, and the opportunity to choose their own course through life. That claim illustrates a serious reasoning fallacy, one that is pandemic in his analects. Then again, Dr. Climatologist proclaims at every opportunity that he'd never torment, harry, and persecute anyone who crosses his path. The gentleman doth protest too much, methinks.

Dr. Climatologist's reports have a devastating effect on the poor, the sick, and the elderly. Am I aware of how Dr. Climatologist will react when he reads that last sentence? Yes. Do I care? No, because if he thinks that his obiter dicta are good for the environment, human rights, and baby seals, then he's sadly mistaken.

Dr. Climatologist is too prodigal to read the writing on the wall. This writing warns that I am more than merely surprised by his willingness to defile the present and destroy the future. I'm shocked, shocked. And, as if that weren't enough, the offensive and mephitic nature of Dr. Climatologist's fulminations should indicate to us that something needs to be done. Nevertheless, I can state with absolute certainty that if Dr. Climatologist is victorious in his quest to toy with our opinions, then his crown will be the funeral wreath of humanity. Because Dr. John Q Climatologist is so caught up in trying to force square pegs into round holes, I'd like to conclude this letter by quoting to him the last line of R. M. Rilke's poem, "Archaic Torso of Apollo": "You must change your life."

Courtesy of the complaint generator:
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