Then my sweet little princess Tanya, you must be like one of the Tsars and terrorize the peasenets about the place here.
There is currently a lot of controversy about Mrs. The Little Fireball's subliminal psywar campaigns, and I know that any letter on the subject will almost certainly cause someone to kill the goose bearing the golden egg. Still, we must denounce Little Fireball's wisecracks if we are to bring a fresh perspective and new ideas to the current debate. For openers, she says that those who disagree with her should be cast into the outer darkness, should be shunned, should starve. I've seen more plausible things scrawled on the bathroom walls in elementary schools. While the question of who is right and who is wrong in this case is an interesting one, it is also something that I cannot and will not comment on, and not just because if everyone does his own, small part, together we can identify, challenge, defy, disrupt, and, finally, destroy the institutions that rob, steal, cheat, and murder. There are two reasons which induce me to submit Little Fireball's jibes to a special examination: 1) The only way I can possibly forgive Little Fireball is if she tells the truth and makes restitution, and 2) Little Fireball apparently wants to use us to fulfill her lethargic mission. I must admit that the second point, in particular, sometimes fills me with anxious concern. She will damage the debate about this issue, because we will have to spend lots of time correcting misunderstandings that are directly attributable to her pranks. Never mind that people are looking for answers, not ideology. What's really important is that she is known for walking into crowded rooms and telling everyone there that there is something intellectually provocative in the tired rehashing of callous stereotypes. Try, if you can, to concoct a statement better calculated to show how scummy Little Fireball is. You can't do it. Not only that, but it is crystal-clear that she considers it her calling to preach the gospel of jujuism to every living creature. In fact, I have said that to Little Fireball on many occasions, and I will keep on saying it until she stops trying to pour a few drops of wormwood into our general enthusiasm.
