Up Until Now I've Been Polite

Don't say another Goddamn word. Up until now, I've been polite. If you say anything else—word one—I will kill myself. And when my tainted spirit finds its destination, I will topple the master of that dark place. From my black throne, I will lash together a machine of bone and blood, and fueled by my hatred for you this fear engine will bore a hole between this world and that one. When it begins, you will hear the sound of children screaming - as though from a great distance. A smoking orb of nothing will grow above your bed, and from it will emerge a thousand starving crows. As I slip through the widening maw in my new form, you will catch only a glimpse of my radiance before you are incinerated. Then, as tears of bubbling pitch stream down my face, my dark work will begin. I will open one of my six mouths, and I will sing the song that ends the Earth.
—Tycho Brahe, on the subject of Warhammer being a ripoff of Warcraft

Reality check rant-fest.

• You know those people who think that we'd totally have free energy or cars that run on water, except the big evil companies are totally keeping the technology a secret?
  
  Well they are people who didn't understand that the Candlemakers' petition is a satire on protectionism, by Bastiat. The whole point of the device there employed, the reductio ad absurdum, is that nobody would actually do such things—yet the opinions the target of the satire have expressed would seem to lead to that.
• On a similar "doesn't know rhetoric from logic" front—a symptom of psychosis, you know—the next time someone, debating me, treats obvious rhetorical wordplay as if it were actually the agreed-upon definition of the word, I can't be held accountable for my actions.
  
  For instance, a half-educated unserious dilletante, who knows no more social science than the beasts of the field and is also suspiciously similar to a Men's Rights weenie, thinks he can cite Twilight, in a discussion over whether women consume more porn than men. Based on a Jonah Goldberg column. Which, aside from the fact I doubt even Goldberg really meant that literally, Goldberg is not the language-Pope.
  
  And the Superversive guy, who thinks, on the basis of another opinion column, that all literature that can be shown to be in any way influenced by another work, including spinoffs, new treatments of legendary material, or new installments in franchises, is fanfiction. Yes, that's right, he can't see a difference between Deep Space Nine and a KirkXSpock lemon.
  
  Do you want me to actually analyze the corpus of English for you? That's how linguists decide what a word's definition is. It's the way that dictionaries get written. And I will bet your life—penny-ante wager though that is—that actual usage bears out my definition, not yours.
  
  Hell, while we're at it? If we just redefine things like "holy sites" and "authority to define Christian doctrine" as "economic resources", the Marxist theory of human conflict becomes 100% correct. That's no less scurrilous than these guys' approach to words.
• On an actually lighter note, no work—unless authored on a typewriter with a doppelsigrune key—is more blatantly bigot-propaganda than the Song of Ice and Fire books, or the Assassin's Creed games.
  
  No, not even Birth of a Nation; that actually has a closer relation to the historical events it purports to involve than those things do. It is a more accurate portrayal of Reconstruction than A Waste of Ink and Paper is of the Middle Ages, or than Assassin Screed is of anything that ever happened, ever.