The Knowledge Is Power Forum is dead, or at least in such a pitiful state, that it probably should be put out of its misery. At its height, the Forum had over 200 members, but it fell into n-fighting, with some leaving rather than stay to debate, others falling to the Admin cull (which was excessive and had I taken charge, would not have been so brutal). Ironically, the experiment in Absolute Free Speech, killed Free Speech, as the necessary balance of control and respect, didn't last.
A controversial figure of the Forum was Reever. In his bio he wrote:
Location - Far Away From You
Interests - Wake boarding, fucking, hang gliding, travelling, fucking, kicking the asses of people who annoy me, base jumping, fucking, driving fast, horse back riding, making boatloads of money, sky diving, working out, sail boarding, oh and fucking
Occupation - Professional asshole and part time prick.
Nice! So, without further ado, let's have a look at his posts. Deliberately harsh, but a talking point...
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Welcome to the Dark Side
Greetings little rodentia,
Most forum sites have a section dedicated to introductions, but since this one doesn't, I figured I'd drop one here. It seems only fair to provide a heads up of the dark thunderous cloud that has just entered the skies overhead. I am Reever, and I am everything you hate. It's amusing that you have discussions here about conspiracy theories. I am the living embodiment of many of those theories and I'm here to spill the beans... At least to a certain extent. Why? Well it's not to arm you with knowledge, but rather to rub salt in the wounds and mock you common folk. It's a favorite hobby of mine.
The funny part however is that as much as you will come to despise me, you will also come to find you can't get enough of me. The other thing to bear in mind is that, when you think I am just BSing or joking around, that is usually when I am being the most honest and literal. But I'll let you believe whatever you like. Either way, you will be entertained at the same rate you are being insulted. I'll take it easy on you at first though. I'm the sporting sort.
Acute Misanthropy
There is a group of people who are so utterly disgusted with the human race that they have disassociated themselves from them. I am a member of this group which has disowned humanity. Call us what you like, but it could not possibly be as insulting as to be called "human". What utter hypocrisy you have imbued this word with. Considering that the word literally means "god man", you attach it to all of the traits you say you value, yet consistently prove over and over are not even a consideration. Oh the humanity.
You petty, greedy, deceitful, smelly little creatures know nothing at all about class, dignity, respect, and least of all, equality. Humanitarian? Don't make me laugh. So many of you would probably sell your own children into slavery if the price was right. It's all about the money with you people. Those of you who want it, those of you who actually know how to get it and can never get enough, you're all about profit. Well I'll tell you what. The profit I make in a week is more than most of you will see in 6 months busting your asses, and I barely have to lift a finger for it at this point. Is it because I wanted it more? Because I'm more greedy? Not at all. It's because my species, which rose from the primordial goo that is humanity, is smart enough to adapt it's priorities to meet it's needs. Your kind only know how to compromise your priorities to seek your primal wants.
I am proud to say I am a racist. I hate the human race. Your jaws would drop to see how we live. Your minds would be utterly blown to know the rules that hold our society together. That's right, I said rules. And not the kind that exist to be broken or even challenged. We live by strict codes of conduct, and many are unspoken and unwritten, because they are steeped in respect and therefore intuitively understood. But respect is something that your kind have not only rejected, but fiercely rebelled against. So we have our world, and we leave you to yours. We just run it for you because you're to stupid to handle such complex matters yourselves. We don't like doing so, but what choice do we have? We can't very well just leave you to your own devices or you'd kill us all inside of a month. So to make things more interesting, we've turned babysitting your sorry asses into a game. A game where we study what self destructive or mutually destructive things you crave, and provide those things for money. We know you're all hardwired to make yourselves and one another suffer, and we're more than happy to help you achieve this most noble goal... For a price.
I guess, in a way, you could say I am a "humanist". But not as you've distorted the term, but rather in the true sense.
I have buds around the world who I regularly go hang with and do stuff like wake-boarding, spelunking, or base jumping, then head back to their estate (or mine, whichever is closer) and play a few games of pool. When hanging with my single friends we often stop off at an exclusive club where upper class ladies like to hang out and invite some of them along. It is rare that I actually find myself in the presence of the degenerate zombies that infest the rest of the planet. I stick to my own kind. When I am confronted by these lower life forms it sometimes ends with me kicking the crap out of them. I find it very cathartic and my connections shield me from legal consequences, although I am no longer welcome in Ohio state (how tragic).
Don't Just SIT There!
Behold, a place for uncensored discussion. A place to open up and let it all hang out. But what are you doing right now? Yes, I know you are there. I am narcissistic enough to check how many reads my posts get when I check in, and the number is slightly higher each time, so I know you're there. Come in, get involved. Let's hear your side of the story. Whether it just be to rant (and who doesn't like to rant?) or to step onto the field of battle, this is a good place for both. Personally I'd like nothing better than to find some worthy sparring partners, but I don't think any of you will be up to the challenge. Prove me wrong. Come into my parlor.
[continued six weeks after no responses]
Well there you have it. Not one of you has the backbone to face off against me or even to put out there anything against the social grain. Fight back little sheep, stand up, bleat, do SOMETHING... Nothing... You all just roll over and expose your belly to have it ripped out. No wonder we're so easily able to rob you all blind and suffer no consequences for it. If you thought the economic crisis of '08 was bad, you all haven't seen anything yet. We're not done turning up the heat on you yet. And to hear you yanks talk, you'd think you're all still living the high life. I guess you guys didn't really need jobs after all. It's time to outsource the rest and take what's left of your capital.
Having such willing prey takes the thrill out of the kill. But we still take satisfaction in punishing you. We expected a much larger spike in suicides after taking most of your savings in '08, but only achieved a 5000 global victim increase. However, there was a very nice spike in tobacco and alcohol use and prescription drug abuse. It's when you can no longer afford those things that you're more likely to throw yourselves off a bridge. Rest assured, we're working on it. A project this big must be done in phases. The logistics are staggering.
Have you noticed your grocery and utility bills increasing? You people, especially you yanks, have absolutely no idea how truly precarious your situation is right now. Even if you did, it's not like you'd do anything about it. Just roll over little prey and say nothing while we tear your guts out. Smile and perish slowly in the blissful ignorance of utter denial. We're actually okay with that.
Abortion and World Hunger
Over the decades, as the world's population has continued to grow unchecked, a number of important concerns have crept up. Of course there's the problem of meeting the nutritional demands of our growing population, and the problem of overpopulation, and worst of all, there is the growing problem of young women ruining their figures by getting knocked up. In an effort to quell the latter two problems, the U.S. government has been hard at work ensuring that abortion is widely available to all women, so they needn't worry so much about such pesky things as birth control, and technologies like RU486 have been made readily available for Do-It-Yourselfers to starve the little inconveniences should they crop up.
The fight against overpopulation is strong, and in 2008, we were averaging 3,322 exterminations per day in the states. But alas, humans are very prolific and we have a long way to go. It is hoped that new tactile relay technology, combined with advances in VR imaging and social media, will make future generations more inclined toward virtual sex, as well as make them less fit and attractive, such as to keep many of them from actually copulating. Even with such technology, more drastic measures will surely be needed.
While we have made great strides to curb population growth, our current efforts have not addressed the problem of how to feed the people who are already here. It seems to me, though, that the solution should be obvious. Abortion is legal during all nine months of pregnancy, and with each one comes a lump of tender flesh weighing up to 9 1/2 pounds. Even though only 1.5% of these terminations happen after 21 weeks of development, this would still represent over 18,300 well developed fetuses (fetii?) per year. Smaller, more snack sized fetuses are aborted by the hundreds of thousands each year, and all of this fresh, tender meat is just thrown in the trash while global warming, civil unrest, and poverty continue to leave millions of people around the world without proper nutrition. What a tragic waste of resources.
While cannibalism has gone out of style in recent times, it has been a time-honored tradition in many cultures for centuries. Once people get a taste for these tender treats, it is almost certain that the stigma surrounding cannibalism will fade and demand for this delicacy will grow rapidly. The great thing about aborted fetuses is that the termination method in many cases provides rudimentary processing. For example, the D & C and D & E methods dismember the fetus, making it ready for baby-nuggets, the D & X method delivers the headless body whole which is excellent for roasts, and the saline method is ideal for making baby-jerky right in the womb. Also, as demand grows, we could expand markets overseas and begin importing exotic meats so there wouldn't be so many starving children in poverty stricken, but no less horny nations.
Finally, it would seem only fair to compensate cattle, er I mean women for their contribution to fighting world hunger and the sacrifice of looking fat, and if we pay by the pound, there will be an incentive for these women to carry into the final trimester, and this would regulate the pace of demand. Furthermore, as the abortion industry grows in response to demand for quality meat, the economic benefits would be huge.
... And if you don't think we could ever make something like this happen, I have only three words for you...
Culture? Really
I am fortunate to be part of a community that separates itself from the scurrying rats that infest this gawd forsaken rock. What is modern culture? Gluttony, laziness, a proud tradition of stupidity (now also for some a type of celebrity) and mindless gossip. I see these vidiots, now of all ages and walks of life, texting while driving, strolling out into traffic like they're invincible, and standing around having longwinded conversations about nothing at the top of escalators and in doorways, and it makes me wish I could push a button and make them all go away in a big mushroom cloud. Kids who aspire to be the next Johnny Knoxville, or Kardashian, or 50 cent. Everyone blathering away on TWITter and Facebook about such compelling matters as what they had for supper. You can thank your lucky stars that we're still running the show rather than the last crop of zombies you commoners cranked out. Fortunately, people like myself very rarely have to deal with the likes of you, although your infestation is reaching a point where it's getting harder to avoid you.
Your kind have one redeeming quality. It's a gene that makes you want to do the honorable thing, and it even makes you want to choose the slowest, most painful means possible. This gene makes your kind very predictable, and therefore very profitable. What do I do for a living? I invest in the stupidity of people just like you. I am a huge shareholder in the GANG (Gambling, Alcohol, Nicotine, and Guns) but of course these are not your only vices. You vermin also love to gorge yourselves on fast food and processed garbage (even going so far as to deep fry it) sit around and watch reality shows, and medicate the symptoms of your stupidity. So I also invest heavily in fast food, processed garbage, and of course select pharmaceutical companies. I also contract as a marketing and advertising consultant. Remember, lager and red wine are heart healthy, cigarettes are a great sources of niacin, and 1 ounce of sugar and food coloring with 4 ounces of milk is a good dietary source of protein.
You want to die. You want to suffer. I have the numbers to prove it. That is your culture and my primary source of income. Culture? Here is your culture...
Genetic Engineering and World Peace
Being the humanitarian that I am, I have thought long and hard about how to solve the greatest challenges facing the human race. After solving issues of world hunger and global over-population I turned my attention to the difficulty that the human race seems to have with living in peace with one another.
The problem that has been inherent in previous attempts to achieve peace on a large scale has resided in a common ignorance of human nature. People can only feel good about themselves when they are oppressing or outright killing those who are different from themselves. Historically, it is the only motivation that is strong enough to make people work in very large groups for extended periods. Racial and religious differences are sufficient to justify mass murder and genocide, but how do you get people of different religions and races to come together? You give them others to oppress or kill that aren't technically people. That is where genetic engineering comes in.
Now we know that humans and higher primates share over 98% of the same DNA. We've even isolated the gene that makes the brains of chimps different from our own. With this knowledge we can create apes with a learning capacity similar to humans, which is where we would start. Adding genes from other creatures to make this new invention truly alien in appearance would be the next step. Creating these creatures, and using costumed people to prepare them and motivate them for war with humans, we would then equip them with weapons designed for use with their unique physiology (because we wouldn't want to make them capable of using our tools and weapons) and sterilize them. We then send them out on missions to kill as many people as they can before they get taken down.
Yes, we take advantage of the inherent Xenophobia of humans by creating aliens and convincing the world that they are now in a united fight for the survival of their species. Most of the skirmishes would be small, since creating these things would be costly, and we may need to send a "spaceship" to nuke a stadium full of people during a live broadcast to really get the whole world to pay attention and get on board (kinda like we did with 9/11 for the war on terror) but compared to the cost of ongoing war, it would be insignificant. People would not have to constantly be fighting this new enemy to be content with their common superiority. This time it would not be a feeling of superiority of ideology, religion, or race that would draw people together, but superiority of their species over another species. A superiority they would only intermittently need to be reminded of, because complacency is also part of human nature.
What IS Evil?
When you think of the concept of evil, what do you think of? I don't mean specific examples, but rather the nature of evil itself. Do you believe there is a spiritual or metaphysical element to the nature of evil, or is there a simpler explanation? Is there even such a thing as evil, or is the concept itself purely relative? I'd like to hear your thoughts on evil. What is it and where does it come from?
Ah, so you blame Evil on shirking of responsibility, generally passing the buck to a spiritual higher power? So are atheists incapable of Evil? It seems to me that feeling unaccountable to anyone is just as much a motivation for Evil as belief in a divine scape-goat. I suspect that most of the atrocities committed in the name of some divine being were committed by non-believers using the label as convenient justification to do whatever the hell they felt like doing. When I was younger I thought about starting a nice profitable cult a few times myself, and not because I thought some gawd would forgive me and that made it okay.
(on mass immigration)
The invasion is taking place in countries all over the globe. You've got to understand that global culture is changing. Those who have worked hard and been frugal, prudent, and practical are going to be held eternally accountable for the actions of those who have not. It is what's "trending" right now.
In the US and Canada, it's written as a prerequisite that those applying for citizenship be able to speak the official language, and yet in many parts of North America you'll have to speak at least five languages to be assured that you will be understood when talking to someone in front line retail or customer service. Canada even provides these newcomers with a car (and not a beater either) and they don't have to pay property taxes for the first 5 years. When it comes to reverse racism (AKA Political Correctness) being the new standard, you simply have to accept that it's your expected duty as a contributing member of society to work harder than ever to provide newcomers with a better standard of living than you have. Bend over and spread your cheeks as eternal punishment for the sins of your forefathers. If you don't, then you're a racist.
Smoker's Cough
Choices of your past have finally caught up with you. After months of suffering with lung cancer, and I do mean suffering, your family and friends have gathered around your hospital bed to say their final goodbyes. The tumors have spread throughout your now withered body and are just about finished the process of eating you from the inside. The pain is like nothing you could ever have imagined when you picked up that first pack of cigarettes all those years ago, and even having your veins filled with morphine just doesn't seem to cut it. You know it's got to be the drugs, but you see by your bedside an unfamiliar figure, a tall, well dressed, very muscular man with a beard and a chilling sadistic gaze.
The figure looks you up and down, as though admiring your handy-work. You don't know how you know, but you know it's me. Having just stopped in after attending a shareholders meeting for a major tobacco company, I decided to stop by and watch you with delight as you writhe in agony while your loved ones choke back tears. They don't seem to see me. Your pulse quickens with rage with the sight of my smug grin, intensifying your torment to my even greater enjoyment. And as the pain courses through you like lightning you see me hold out my hand and slowly point to each other person in the room, then utter the words that infuriate you to the point where you finally collide with the cold oblivion that awaits...
"Who's next?"
