Dear Reader,

I have facts for those who think and arguments for those who reason. You see, I certainly believe that Mr. Peter Max Lawrence is a paragon of evil at its most wicked. And because of that belief, I'm going to throw politeness and inoffensiveness to the winds. In this letter, I'm going to be as rude and crude as I know how, to reinforce the point that Mr. Lawrence cannot tolerate the world as it is. He needs to live in a world of fantasies. To be more specific, Mr. Lawrence once tried to bombard us with an endless array of hate literature. If you consider this an exception to the rule then you truly don't understand how Mr. Lawrence operates. I hope, however, that you at least understand that it's clearly a tragedy that his goal in life is apparently to replicate the most annoying structures of contemporary life. Here, I use the word "tragedy" as the philosopher Whitehead used it. Whitehead stated that "the essence of dramatic tragedy is not unhappiness. It resides in the solemnity of the remorseless working of things," which I interpret as saying that the quaesitum of Mr. Lawrence's hatchet jobs is not the betterment of society but rather the establishment of more efficient techniques to contaminate or cut off our cities' water supply. The sooner he comes to grips with that reality, the better for all of us.

You are, I'm sure, well aware that the general public is finally starting to become aware of Mr. Lawrence's duplicity and complicity. But did you know that Mr. Lawrence is a shoo-in for this year's awarding of "most flighty use of Bonapartism"? In order to solve the big problems with him we must first understand these problems, and to understand them, we must develop an alternative community, a cohesive and comprehensive underground with a charter to detail the specific steps and objectives needed to thwart his uncontrollable little schemes. We must work together to ring the bells of truth. What can you do to help? For starters, you might want to chastise Mr. Lawrence for not doing any research before spouting off. I personally derive great satisfaction in doing that sort of thing because Mr. Lawrence's admirers like to say, "Mr. Lawrence's debauches are the result of a high-minded urge to do sociological research." Such frothy eloquence neither convinces nor satisfies me. If someone wants me to believe something maladroit like that, that person will have to show me some concrete evidence. Meanwhile, I intend to show you that I recently informed Mr. Lawrence that his habitués elevate his practices to prominence as epistemological principles. Mr. Lawrence said he'd "look further into the matter." Well, not too much further. After all, his underlings claim to have no choice but to shock and stampede the public into accepting total fascist tyranny. I wish there were some way to help these miserable, callous layabouts. They are outcasts, lost in a world they didn't make and don't understand.

I have one itsy-bitsy problem with Mr. Lawrence's ideas. Videlicet, they make higher education accessible only to those in the higher echelons of society. And that's saying nothing about how I want to live my life as I see fit. I can't do that while Mr. Lawrence still has the ability to lead an active disinformation campaign. Maybe you, too, want to drag men out of their beds in the dead of night and castrate them, so let me warn you: He does not hold himself answerable to any code of honor. I won't dwell on that except to direct your attention to the lawless manner in which Mr. Lawrence has been trying to lead me down a path of pain and suffering. I should add parenthetically that he is the embodiment of everything petty in our lives. Every grievance, every envy, every querulous ideology finds expression in Peter Max Lawrence. It is time for someone to educate the public on a range of issues. Will that someone be you?

Mr. Lawrence will probably respond to this letter just like he responds to all criticism. He will put me down as "despicable" or "mindless". That's his standard answer to everyone who says or writes anything about him except the most fawning praise. Uncontrollable fruitcakes like him always lie. Even an occasional truth is intended only to cover up a bigger falsification and is therefore, itself, a deliberate untruth. We must draw a picture of what we conceive of under the word "lithochromatographic". We must hinder the power of untoward deadheads like Mr. Peter Max Lawrence. And we must defy the international enslavement of entire peoples. Please join me in incorporating these words into our living credo.

Sincerely,

Dr. Whitler H. Pratphall
02.12.08