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Despite my indoctrination by extreme leftists and irreparably biased current frame of mind (my political views must complement or evolve antithetic to those touted by my parents -- they consist in reaction), the above entreaty for moderation -- for bipartisan, and inter-class sympathy; for an unified effort towards ideological coalescence, or minimally, tolerance -- evokes within me a hitherto repressed indignance, a righteous (and likely apprentice) fury with apparently ubiquitous moral complacence. Our bigotry, borne and exacerbated by exploitative class-stratification turns inwards as shame and anger or outwards--but never with avail towards the those of power--towards equally resentful fellow exploitees. Cornered masses consume themselves in a continuous holocaust of hate, directed at anything and everything but that and those responsible. Such recursive self-sabotage of entire stratospheres isn't novel or even worthy of yet hackneyed indictment. My articulation of anguish illuminates a more recent, poorly noted, dimension of social dysfunction: formerly explicit, oligarchical, tyrannical rule -- that sovereignty -- now condescends subjects with a dissemblance of justice, civil rights, autonomy and benevolent patronage. Dissonance of promise and action ignites further ignorant prejudice. Little frustrates more than inconsistency and contradiction, except for when such absurdity enumerates and bounds the extent and nature of our 'how's and 'why's and 'what's -- that is, when an authoritarian farce further impedes the autonomy of its subjects. As so eloquently stated in the above essay, a mutual effort of moderation and intra/inter-class sympathy may save us yet.

Edit: apologies for such pretentious language. Hemingway would cuss me out and die of apoplexy. I rationalize my fascination with words as a futile, but crucial battle against Zipfs law as it describes the distribution and frequency of vocabulary within the general populace.