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Monday 19 September 2011

Dear Diana

Dear Diana,

More after the jump



Thanks very for the PR granted to moi personally and Great Satan's Girlfriend at that Gunpowder and Beer website that you and your collective do up.

The awesome piece at WoI and elsewhere was meant to attract attention to the Girl Commentariat piece thingy. A simple email could have avoided any hurt feelings or misconstrution with your very own input word for word if you wanted to, you know?

With all respect, comping me, contacts, friends and my work to a beer commercial is kinda silly.

 Being raised up in a nation of hoochies, hoes, pimps and players - where every guy personally met since 12yo seems to have a master plan of sorts - indeed influences personal and GsGf's presentation, nicht wahr?  Yet why break a butterfly on a wheel?


Worst of all - such spectacling may reinforce the idea that girls are jealous, petty, worry about the wrong thing and are emo instead of critically thinking driven. And being all emo dramarama heavy poorly influences analysis on important issues like Nat'l Def/Sec chiz.

Does that make sense?

The ironic irony of your heat of combat deconstruction is simply it does way more damage girls in the diplopolititary fields than anything GsGf does or doesn't do

A good xample is this boring assetted piece about banning gun sales, confiscating legally purchased guns and disarming law abiding, working tax paying Americans in a somewhat - let us speak plainly here - goofy meme of combating narco terrorists weaponized by the American Gov in that Fast and Furious thingy.

Was that crafted on a day the author may have been freaking out about boobs?
"...I frequently question whether I’m being taken seriously because I’m talking sense or because I’m cute and charming. Are you reading this because I’ve got a great rack? Is my writing being promoted because I’m female, and therefore need that extra boost because well hey she’s trying but she’s just a girl, or because I’m legitimately good at this?"
ZZZZZZZ  

Or getting all whiny about all the attention GsGf gets in the diplopolititary realm with those titillating (had to look that one up - tho't it meant sump else) images and foreplay word play. And then copying the GsGf play of taking advantage of guys hot desires trying to ignite a catfight. In a way you are like a beer commercial too. For a lite beer no doubt, but still.

Dissing Mr.Prine, Mr. Ricks and Captain (P) Burke for mentioning GsGf is plumb pitiful. It also disses countless cats the world over who have became a part of the collective offering up xclusive commentary, heads up on policy papers, articles, books, partic slants on history, battles, leaders, strategy, weapons, pdf's and tactics.

If they do or don't dig the action - so what?  If they tho't it was funny, cute and smart how is that affecting anyone (other than blowing your own foot off by getting all dignifiedly indignant)?

No one is so helpless they can claim GsGf is unreadable without the loling effect of hopping onto the willfully ignorance train. Humankind's leap to the multi tabbing tech level ensure those color words open up (called links) to new reliable sources to grant enlightenment to the tragically unhip and the ΓΌber savvy alike. Please feel free to offer up anything anytime that was just too far beyond informed understandingment.

The name, the meme, and the direction of Great Satan's Girlfriend were created to drive certain elements betwixt Indus and Suez absolutely batty. It drips with sex and candy by design. From the hits and emails from sunny sunny climes in the ME, a section of young literate cats (with curious socialization skills and a strong sense of projection) are forced to come to grips that girls are more than laffy taffy. And for whatever reasons, ppl seem to dig it. Well, just about everyone - certain elements over 30 become nigh unhinged and not pretty on the inside about it and that is o tay too.

Ms W, your fully crunk influence and prestige are always welcome with moi and the collective and - to be about as subtle as wearing a thong to church - you could and can wield tons of influ with an email.

And you know what? I am not your enemy. If you or your posse ever want some contacts, link love or a peek at that writers bible - you got it bay bee!


Sincerely,

CoUrTnEy

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