The Daily Propaganda

A slightly average blog with above average grammar written by an above average humanoid.

3.06.2005

You all deserve the most brutal and horrid death imaginable.

In my travelings across your small planet, I have encountered many different humans. Obese ones, seemingly healthy ones, imbeciles, enlightened ones, even one who knew of our organization and admired us so much we allowed him to live. But I have encountered many... hmmm... You seem to be best described as large hairless blobs with a rigid structure in them, and a gelatinous organ in a container at the top of the structure which was at one point a source of use. Of course, it isn't anymore. And that wasn't even with our intervention! You filthy, putrid, disgusting, horrid wastes of carbon did away with your ONLY outstanding feature! No other species we have studied has ever had the immense stupidity to do away with your knowledge! Oh my, oh my deity, you really are the WORST excuse for intelligent beings we have ever seen! Gas organisms with a five minute lifespan have accomplished more that you EVER could dream of! It truly was a treat researching you pitiful animals.
So, I believe your race should be wiped out, all of them. Especially with your developing technology and journeys into outer space, the brotherhood is afraid you'll sully other organisms with you capitalism and your greed. But alas, that is a class 7 decision, only a deikromma can order that. Unfortunately, I am but a level 6 norcamikka, a high one, let me assure you, and I am working my way up to deikrommagia. You humans still believe that you have a pursuit of knowledge, you pride yourselves in the advancement of your technology. Well, we will disclose every possible scrap of information, such information your puny gelatinous organ will go berzerk, destroying itself and leaving you in a state of intellectual limbo until you cease to function. Cruel yet effective, no? Well, over the course of many of your lifespan, we will turn your greatest civilizations into rubble, we will assassinate you through text and information. We will let the animals run free through this good, resource filled planet, and then we will return in billions of years, to see if a new form of intelligent life has surfaced, and let us hope that it is not as pitiful as you were.
THE KNOWER HATH SPAKE!

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