"A sockpuppet is an online identity used for purposes of deception within an online community. In its earliest usage, a sockpuppet was a false identity through which a member of an Internet community speaks with or about himself or herself, pretending to be a different person, like a ventriloquist manipulating a hand puppet.
In current usage, the perception of the term has been extended beyond second identities of people who already post in a forum or blog to include other uses of misleading online identities. For example, a New York Times article claims that "sockpuppeting" is defined as "the act of creating a fake online identity to praise, defend or create the illusion of support for one's self, allies or company." http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sockpuppet_(Internet)
The horrifying fact that we must all face is, that the rodent
sock-puppets and their accomplices are coming, and if we don't take swift action to forestall this disaster, we are all going to die an agonizing death followed by an
inadequate burial in rodent feces.
I have read some of
Commander Bunny, Kracker, Beans, Thumper, Mosby, Bouncer (& sundry other sock-puppets not yet fully identified)'s writings. While I disagree with much of their content, I do not intend to attack Commander Bunny, Kracker, Beans, Thumper, Mosby, Bouncer (& sundry other sock-puppets not yet fully identified)'s opinions, only to offer my own viewpoints. For the sake of review, we must create a world in which obstructionism, demagogism, and prætorianism are all but forgotten. If we don't, future generations will not know freedom. Instead, they will know fear; they will know sadness; they will know injustice, poverty, and grinding despair. Most of all, they will realize, albeit far too late, that if Commander Bunny, Kracker, Beans, Thumper, Mosby, Bouncer (& sundry other sock-puppets not yet fully identified)
bites me I will bite back.
Commander Bunny, Kracker, Beans, Thumper, Mosby, Bouncer (& sundry other sock-puppets not yet fully identified) keeps missing my point. More specifically, he keeps getting hung up on my words without seeing the underlying meaning. For example, when I say that Commander Bunny, Kracker, Beans, Thumper, Mosby, Bouncer (& sundry other sock-puppets not yet fully identified) should be responsible for his own actions, Commander Bunny, Kracker, Beans, Thumper, Mosby, Bouncer (& sundry other sock-puppets not yet fully identified) seems incapable of realizing that what I'm really getting at is that it has been said that his caustic, contemptible crotchets are a carcinogen that has been eating away at (what was formerly) our society and eventually will kill us all. I, in turn, contend that
my cause is to illustrate the virtues that he lacks—courage, truthfulness, courtesy, honesty, diligence, chivalry, loyalty, and industry. I call upon men and women from all walks of life to support my cause with their life-affirming eloquence and indomitable spirit of human decency and moral righteousness. Only then will the whole world realize that society must soon decide either to encourage open, civic engagement or else to let Commander Bunny, Kracker, Beans, Thumper, Mosby, Bouncer (& sundry other sock-puppets not yet fully identified) abandon us on a desert island.
The decision is one of life or death, peaceful existence or perpetual social fever. I can hope only that those in charge realize that
when a mistake is made, the smart thing to do is to admit it and reverse course.
That takes real courage. The way that Commander Bunny, Kracker, Beans, Thumper, Mosby, Bouncer (& sundry other sock-puppets not yet fully identified) stubbornly refuses to own up to his mistakes serves only to convince me that he doesn't want us to bring important information about his maladroit declamations into the limelight.
He wants us to behave like sheep, not showing any inclination to saunter off in a direction other than that in which the shepherd ( Commander Bunny, Kracker, Beans, Thumper, Mosby, Bouncer (& sundry other sock-puppets not yet fully identified)) wants us to go. Commander Bunny, Kracker, Beans, Thumper, Mosby, Bouncer (& sundry other sock-puppets not yet fully identified)
intends to keep us sheep blissfully ignorant of the fact that even when he isn't lying, Commander Bunny, Kracker, Beans, Thumper, Mosby, Bouncer (& sundry other sock-puppets not yet fully identified) is using facts, emphasizing facts, bearing down on facts,
sliding off facts, quietly ignoring facts, and, above all, interpreting facts in a way that will enable him to popularize a genre of music whose graphic lyrics explicitly urge pouty peculators to impose ideology, control thought, and punish virtually any behavior he disapproves of.
